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FIRST OFF I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR FICS!! Secondly I was wondering if I could request a little Drabble? Maybe a āIceman is openly gay with slider, Hollywood and wolf man. But Maverick isnāt as comfortable with his sexuality and thinks he still has to act straight even though heās got it BAD for iceā
first off thank you so much!!! :DD im glad you like my writing <3 & secondly of COURSE i can write that, i love a bit of closeted angst (i hope i got everything the way you wanted) this got a bit longer than i expected lol, it is crossposted to ao3 (HERE) if anyone prefers that format
standing face to face with "i told you so"
icemav angst (Word Count: 3,488)
Ice was staring again.
Maverick could feel those intense blue eyes burning into the side of his head as he intentionally stared forward, scanning the crowd at the bar as if he were actually looking for someone or something. Heād already gotten caught twice by the man when he had chanced a glance back to see if he was watching or not, and Maverick wasnāt sure his heart could take anymore eyecontact with the other pilot. Goose had kicked him in the shin in time for him to look away before an approaching lady caught him staring at Ice last time. But Goose had since drifted away to join the other pilots and RIOs in conversation, leaving Maverick alone at the bar and painfully aware of Iceās attention. His pulse was racing, making his cheeks flush slightly as he thought about meeting his gaze again just to see.
āRight, Maverick?ā
He almost jumped. He had forgotten completely about the lady at his arm ā Sandraā¦or was it Sarah? He scrambled, but flashed her a smooth, well-practiced grin, and laughed, not knowing at all what she was asking him and hoping it was the right resposne. She seemed pleased with his laugh, giggling to herself as she leaned into his side to distance herself from the tall, frustrated-looking man who had followed her up to Maverickās spot at the bar. Maverick gave the man a sharp, teeth-baring grin as he draped his arm over Sandraās shoulders, leaning into her like a confident boyfriend.
āIn fact, everyone keeps asking when weāre going to be engaged. This scoundrel just canāt commit, isnāt that right, Maverick?ā
āYou know what they say about us sailors. Brandy, youāre a fine girl,ā Maverick crooned, half-singing with a wink. He placed a chaste kiss on her temple to keep up the act.
She laughed and put her arm around his waist, squeezing him as she looked up through her eyelashes, āWhat a good wife I would be?ā
āBut my life, my love, my ladyāā
āIs the sea,ā they finished in sync, laughing together. The man at her heels finally seemed to take a hint and walked off with an irritated huff, muttering under his breath.
Sandra stayed close up against his side for a while as she watched the man leave. She relaxed as Maverick leaned back against the bar, sighing and shaking her head. Her arm fell from around his waist and he took his arm back. She smiled at him, a sad look in her eyes and exhaustion in her voice as she spoke quietly enough that the music wouldāve kept it a secret from anyone else, āThank you for being a good man, Maverick.ā
āPete,ā Maverick said with a smile, holding his hand out like it was a business deal. Her smile softened and she took his hand in a firm grip.
āSandy,ā she said as she shook his hand once, ābut you can call me Brandy, sailor.ā
Maverick grinned and tilted his head with a shrug, āIt was improv.ā
āIt was good. Really,ā she waid with a grin. She pulled a small compact mirror with an ornate carving of a flower on it from her bag and checked her reflection in it. She ran a hand through her hair and sighed again. āSome men can never seem to understand that some ladies just arenāt interested.ā
Maverick raised an eyebrow, slightly caught off guard by the change in topic. He was about to respond when his eyes scanned over the crowd absently and caught another pair of eyes watching them. Ice still hadnāt looked away ā or if he had, he was looking again. Maverick felt a thrill shoot up his spine as he locked gazes with the man, dangerous and electric, but it was overpowered by the familiar urge to smother it and push it back down deep where no one might see it. Not even him. He cleared his throat and tore his eyes away from Ice, looking back to Sandy.
āMhm. Can I buy you a drink, Brandy?ā Maverick asked waving to the bar behind him and pointedly ignoring the stares he was getting from Ice and the other pilots and RIOs. āJust between friends. I understand when a lady only wants to use me for her protection.ā
Sandy laughed and snapped her compact mirror shut. She turned to lean against the bar with her forearms crossed. Maverick caught a flash of a white handkerchief in the left pocket of her jeans as she hummed, scanning over the barās options. Sandy eventually smiled and waved the bartender over, āIāll have a whiskey, neat. Put it on the sailorās tab.ā
āMitchell,ā Maverick said in response to the glance from the bartender. He nodded and turned to make her drink as Sandy turned to face Maverick more. āSo, Brandy, what brings you here if not to flirt with all the sailors? Everyone knows thatās the main crowd at this dive.ā
āMy taste is lessā¦salty, more sweet,ā Sandy said with a wink. She nodded to the bartender with a smile as he handed her the drink she requested. āIf you know what I mean?ā
Maverick had no idea what she meant. He nodded anyway, pretending to understand with a quiet hum. He waved to the bartender and he slid Maverick another glass of the tequila that heād been sipping on all night. He couldnāt resist glancing tot he side out of the corner of his eye as he waited for the drink to be poured, seeing if the attention from the table across the bar was still on him ā it was. Sandy lifted her cup when he picked his up, they clinked them together before tossing them back in sync.
āPut it on my tab this time. Tequila,ā Sandy called out to the bartender. She ran a hand through her hair again before sliding a shot to Maverick with a grin. āYou up for a challenge, sailor?ā
āI can drink in circles around you, Brandy,ā he said confidently. His mind was already drifting back to Ice even as they clinked their glasses on the bar before tossing them back in sync.Ā
It wasnāt the first time heād felt the sharp, nervous edge around the other pilot, but the awareness of that was always muted, vague. He blamed the tequila for how loud it seemed now. Maverick smiled easily at Sandy, feeling easy and in his element even if he could pick up that it was strictly platonic competitive energy between them. He was good with women. Heād dated countless women he genuinely liked; he could talk with them easily, laugh with them, play the part of a flirt without breaking a sweat ā it was easy. Comfortable. Ice broke away any part of that comfort with his harsh words and challenging stares. He wasnāt simple or easy to get along with, and it was equal parts thrilling and terrifying.
āYouāre not as oblivious as other men, are you?ā Sandy asked before their next shot arrived. Her eyes were studying his face intensely, softened by alcohol and maybe a bit of camaraderie that Maverick wasnāt sure why sheād feel with him. Her eyes flitted briefly over to wher eIce was sitting, one eyebrow lifted just slightly out of his neutral resting face as he watched them ā watched Maverick. āI mean, youāre clearly aware of your surroundings.ā
Maverick shrugged and gave Sandy the grin that had saved him countless times in the past. āIceman? Yeah, heās competitive and a good pilot. Weāre justā¦you know, rivals.ā
āOh, is that what they call it now?ā she asked, her voice low and teasing as she grabbed two more shots for them from the bartender. For a split second, he felt his heart lurch into his throat and his face felt hot, a definitely blush creeping over his face that he couldnāt blame on the alcohol ā an embarrassing reaction to what was likely just a harmless question.Ā
Sandy gave him a sympathetic smile and pushed the shot into his hand, tossing hers back. āRelax, sailor. Just a friendly observation.ā She didnāt look away from him though, and her expression softened a little as he took his shot and forced his eyes away from Ice for what felt like the umpteenth time. There was understanding in her eyes, sad and compassionate. āListen, Pete, I know we donātā¦know each other at all. But if you ever need to, you knowā¦talk through it, or whatever, I get it.ā
āGet what?ā he asked ā too quickly. She gave him a look that let him know that she could see straight through him. A slow grin worked across her face as she ordered another round.
āOh, nothing,ā she said lightly, ājust some people like their whiskey neat, others like it with a twist.ā
Maverick forced himself to laugh at Sandyās comment, but her words lingered, stirring something he didnāt quite want to confront. He swirled the tequila in his glass, downing it quickly ā he was drinking too fast, too much, he should cut himself off, but he lifted his hand to order another round from the bartender. Sandy simply watched him with a calm, knowing smile. After a moment, she leaned in with a conspiratorial grin.
āYou know, Pete, I think Iāve had enough of sailors for tonight. Iāve spotted someone who might be more might type, think sheād be interested?ā She nodded subtly toward a tall brunette with a sharp undercut and a black leather jacket, looking just a bit out of place in the sea of Naval whites. Maverick raised an eyebrow, watching Sandy adjsut her hair and straighten her jacket. She looked at him and gave him a playful wink and sly grin. āWish me luck, sailor?ā
He grinned back, feeling a strange sense of relief as everything clicked into place. He lifted his new glass to her, āGood luck, Brandy. I doubt youāll need it.ā
Sandy winked again and, with a confident sway to her hips, headed off across the bar with an impressively steady gate for taking so many shots with him so quickly. Maverick once again was alone with his own thoughts at the bar. He exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck as he felt the full force of Iceās stare on him again. He tossed back the drink and slid his card to the bartender to close his tab. Heād probably regret his game with Brandy in the morning, but he didnāt care in the moment as he gathered himself and headed over to the table where the other pilots and RIOs were laughing and talking.
āHey, Mitchell!ā Slider called, smirking as he looked to where Sandy was now talkingĀ to her new interest. āWhat happened to your date? You let a catch like that slip away?ā
āOh, come off it, Slider, she was just looking for help to get away from that creep,ā Maverick said, shrugging it off. āShe wasnāt my type anyway.ā
Slider gave him an exaggerated look of utter disbelieve. āNot your type? That was probably the hottest lady in here, man. Youāre slipping.ā
āMaybe my standards re higher than yours,ā he shot back, crossing his arms defensively and rolling his eyes.
āPlease,ā Hollywood chimed in with a grin and chuckle. He leaned back with his drink and pointed at Maverick. āJust face it, Mav, you just got friend-zoned by one of the hottest girls in this dive. Maybe she could tell you were already in love.ā
āOr maybe I donāt chase after anything with a pulse unlike some people,ā he snapped, his tone a little sharper than he had intended ā the tequila. He glanced away as everyone went silent, feeling uncomfortable and awkward from the tension heād accidentally caused. It was broken after a few moments by a low chuckle from Ice, which made Maverick glance over at him.
āThatās bold, Maverick. Those āsome peopleā might be at this table, you know,ā Ice said, making intense, pointed eye contact that made Maverickās cheeks burn before sipping his drink casually ā vodka and lime. The usual. Always so predictable, going by the rule book even when they were supposed to be relaxing with friends.
āIām just saying, Iām not into theā¦what, all the new-age āfree loveā shit going around lately. Some of us still have standards,ā he muttered ā the words tasted bitter even as he said them. It was a cheap shot, a low blow, and not even something he believed, but he felt cornered and couldnāt think of an escape besides digging his way out. The air around the table grew still, and Maverick had the feeling his escape had actually been his grave he was digging deeper.
āYouāre out of line, Mitchell,ā Hollywood said evenly, his usually easygoing tone long gone. āItās one thing to tease, but you donāt have to be homophobic about it.ā
āMav, I think we should get going. Youāve probably had too much,ā Goose said slowly. Heād been laughing a moment ago, Maverick felt guilty over being the reason why his RIO looked so uncomfortable. āCāmon, manāā
āYou know, Mitchell,ā Ice said, cutting Goose off with a calm and measured tone. His depression was impossible to read, ice-cool as always but his eyes were sharp, as if he were silently daring Maverick to say something else. āI wouldnāt have thought youād have such a problem with someone like me. There are so many better things for you to hate me over.ā
Maverickās stomach dropped. He could feel his pulse pounding as he stared at Ice. His mouth felt dry, and suddenly, any bravado and defensiveness he mightāve still had disappeared. He glanced around, trying to gauged if the others known all along, trying to read their expressions ā but the tequila was making his thoughts feel muddled. Hollywood seemed to take pity on him and sighed, āIf you didnāt know, now you do. Ice here is about as interested in women as that lady was in you.ā
āI didnātā I mean, I donāt care if heāsā If youā¦Iāwhatever, do whatever you want,ā he muttered in a voice that sounded defensive even to himself. He tried to laugh it off but it sounded hollow even to himself. Goose stood up and grabbed Maverickās arm in a light grip.
āLetās go take a breather, man. Youāre good, justā¦letās go take a break,ā Goose said quietly, tugging on his arm gently. Iceās eyes held Maverick rooted in place, steady, waiting. There was something like pity in his gaze, but there was something else too ā a challenge. Maverick couldnāt look at him directly, so he looked away like a coward, mumbling something under his breath that he didnāt understand. Ice nodded to himself and stood up.
āYouāre good, Goose, Iāll get him home. I was about to get going anyway,ā Ice said, brushing Gooseās hand off Maverickās arm and replacing it with his own.
āYou sure?ā
āDonāt play pansy with me, Iām the only one here,ā Ice said, making the table erupt into laughter ā the tension finally breaking.
Maverick felt like he was on fire, heat consuming him and originating from the spot where Iceās fingers were holding his arm in a firm grip. He didnāt fight it as Ice tugged him gently to guide him through the bar. Maverick glanced around and saw Sandy with the other woman; she gave him a knowing once over before looking at Iceās hand on his arm and back to his eyes. There was a glint of pride in her eyes as she lifted her glass to him, and then he was outside.
Outside and alone with Ice.
āMind if I have a smoke while we walk?ā Ice asked casually, as if nothing had been said inside.Ā
Maverick shrugged. Ice took that as permission and somehow fished a cigarette out of the pack in his pocket, lit it, and took a puff without ever letting go of Maverickās arm. He blew the smoke out away from Maverick, which he appreciated ā the smell of smoke was making his stomach suddenly realize how much tequila it had consumed in such a short amount of time. He was stumbling and swaying as they walked despite his best efforts, making his leg brush against Iceās with every other step. Maverick felt like if Ice made eye contact or they touched one more time, his head might explode from the amount of blood making his face burn.
āām sorry,ā Maverick said when he knew they were alone.
Ice glanced over, taking another slow inhale through his cigarette without saying a word. Maverick almost wondered if heād even spoken out loud, or if his words had been too slurred for the other pilot to understand. Iceās hand tensed around his arm and he pulled Maverick to the side, nodding politely to the man heād almost walked straight into without even realizing. Maverick stumbled from the sudden change in direction, unable to stop his legs as he staggered into Iceās side. The other pilot reacted faster than Maverickās drunk brain could track, holding the cigarette in his mouth and catching Maverick with both hands, steadying him until he got his feet back under him.
āYouāre a real piece of work, Mitchell,ā Ice muttered, waiting for Maverick to start walking before he grabbed the cigarette out of his mouth again and exhaled the smoke. āDangerous in the air, and dangerous on the ground. Never wouldāve pinned you for one of those.ā
āOf what?ā Maverick asked, wincing at the look that question earned him.
āA homophobe.ā
Maverick felt like the air had been punched from his lungs. He didnāt know what to say in response to Iceās words. Heād said it so simply, so matter-of-factly, as if Ice was completely confident in Maverick being hateful and that he had almost accepted it as a fact just as easily as the sky is blue and Ice is the best pilot in the Navy. Maverick didnāt know how to convince him otherwise, he didnāt know what words could help him.Ā
So he didnāt say anything.
The rest of the walk was in silence. Ice eventually flicked the stub of his cigarette into a random ashtray. They stayed shoulder to shoulder, and the grip Ice had on his arm was the only thing keeping Maverick from falling into the street in front of oncoming traffic. Maverick didnāt really remember most of the walk, but Ice somehow got them both onto the base and into the barracks. He came back into his body sitting on his bed, swaying in place as Ice helped him pull his uniform off. Maverick blinked up at him when Ice stepped back. The silence felt heavy. Maverick needed to break it, or risk breaking the unsteady beginning of a friendship that heād only recently felt starting between them.
āIceāā Maverick staggered when he stood up too fast, feeling very underdressed in his boxers compared to Iceās pristine and perfectly tailored Naval whites, but uncaring as he caught himself with his hands on Iceās shoulders. Ice caught him again, hands gentle and firm on his upper arms as he helped Maverick find his balance. āIceman, Ice, Iāā
āDonāt say anything, Mitchell. You wonāt remember it in the morning, and I need you to remember this conversation,ā Ice said; his voice sounded sad. His eyes were sad. Maverick had made the steady, ice-cold Iceman sad.
āIce,ā Maverick repeated, shifting his hands to hold his shoulders more firmly. He licked his lips to moisten them and saw Iceās eyes dart down to them before the man looked back in his eyes. āIce.ā
Maverick threw all caution to the wind, leaning in and standing up on his toes. A hand pressed over his face before his lips could reach their target. Iceās expression was tense, eyes still sad but filled with understanding that made Maverick feel like his soul was laid bare between them for Ice to inspect. He shook his head slowly and pushed Maverick back gently, taking his hand away from his face as he helped him sit back down on the bed. Maverick stared at him with confusion and hurt probably written clear as day in his expression, and Ice gave him a sad smile that didnāt reach his eyes. He cupped Maverickās face and brushed his fingers through his hair before pulling all of his touch away all at once.
āYou wonāt remember this in the morning, Mitchell,ā Ice said softly, he tilted his head as he studied Maverick. āGo to sleep. If you remember anything, Iāll be at breakfast.ā
Iceās words felt like an order that Maverick couldnāt ignore as his eyes grew too heavy to protest. A gentle hand helped ensure he was lying on his bed as he tipped over bonelessly. He heard footsteps and shuffling nearby, but the world faded too fast. The last thing he thought he felt was a hand brushing through his hair as the sheet was pulled over his chest.
#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#ao3 writer#iceman x maverick#icemav#top gun fanfiction#top gun 1986#icemav fic#icemav fanfiction#gay tom kazansky#bisexual pete mitchell#theyre so special to me
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The day Sarah and Tom finalise their divorce is sunny outside and they're both laughing. After she takes him and offers him pancake and share in on a single plate. Sarah's without an insane amount, to Tom's say, of syrupe on and Tom's with fruit all around, always the health freak Tommy!, and they drink enough mimosa to have to call Slider to pick them up. Just to end offering Ron a drink, or maybe three, before they all have to hail a cab because nobody remembers what way they came from. It's not even eleven in the morning but the day is the first page of their new life and they wouldn't have celebrate it in any other way.
(During they're time being married they never really celebrate they anniversary because they were so many other dates more important than that. And now, ten years later, they are sitting around a diner table, the same place where they shared pancake and too many mimosa, because they're both thankful for each other. Then it was just the two of them, and Slider, and now the table is so full they had to add chairs.
When the waitress asks what they're celebrating Slider starts pointing fingers: "A lot" he answers before explaining "ten years since their divorce" pointing at Sarah and Tom, "a long awaited legal marriage" pointing at Tom and Pete, "a legal partnership and the adoption of the kids" continue pointing at Sarah and Nadia "and the return of the prodigal son from deployment" he finished pointing to a guy that's coming in in that exact moment.
Everybody's there, nothing could be more perfect.)
#tom iceman kazansky#aroace sarah kazansky#gay tom kazansky#lavander marriage#divorce#ron slider kerner#he is the best of friends#pete maverick mitchell#icemav#OCs (Nadia and the kids)#legal partnership and adoption#bradley rooster bradshaw (mentioned)#he comes back and calls ice dad djhdhd#top gun
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inspired by this TRUTH by @xihe1874
ice only wears sunglasses indoors to:
a) stare (respectfully, sir)
b) to sleep on the go
#i didnt go outside once#this took me all day wtf#anyway#top gun#tom cruise#pete maverick mitchell#top gun maverick#maverick#pete mitchell#fanart#maverick fanart#tom iceman kazansky#tom kazansky#nick goose bradshaw#nick bradshaw#top gun fanart#art#icemav#the gays decide and nef provides
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Maverick: how the hell you spell āshowferā
Iceman: c-h-a-u-f-f-e-u-r
Maverick: oooo fAnCy PaNts rIcH mCgEE over here, fuck you
Iceman:
Maverick: spelling bee ass
#top gun 1986#top gun incorrect quotes#icemav#tom iceman kazansky#pete maverick mitchell#tell me this didnāt happen#someone more talented please make this into an edit#I spend every minute thinking of these gay pilots
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Top Gun Silliness
#icemav#val kilmer#tom cruise#top gun maverick#top gun iceman#iceman kazansky#tom kazansky#pete mitchell#maverick mitchell#iceman/maverick#iceman x maverick#maverick/iceman#maverick x iceman#top gun#top gun silliness#i had something angsty scheduled for today but many of us are suffering enough so I VERY hastily threw this together#gay pilots
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Icemav wedding
#icemav#top gun#tom iceman kazansky#pete maverick mitchell#gay#sketch request#icemav wedding#fuck dadt#maverick is looking so mavericky and iceman looks so not icemanny#sigh#sighmon
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icemav! prob gonna do all my fav ships like this lol
#icemav#iceman#tom iceman kazansky#maverick#pete maverick mitchell#top gun#top gun maverick#val kilmer#tom cruise#old gay men in love#ice and mav
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top gun (1986) / top gun: maverick (2022) - different ways to say goodbye
#gay people r so silly#sry for topgun posting again do u still think im Hot#icemav#sereshaw#hangster#iceman/maverick#iceman x maverick#hangman/rooster#hangman x rooster#tom iceman kazansky#pete maverick mitchell#jake hangman seresin#bradley rooster bradshaw#val kilmer#tom cruise#glen powell#miles teller#top gun#top gun maverick#tg#tgm
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My brain came up with a whole ass scenario and since I cannot word I did this
#tg#tgm#top gun#top gun maverick#top gun 1986#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#top gun meme#icemav#iceman x maverick#HelloI'mHayden#Air Gaysā¢
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*Ice and Rooster watching their husbands walk to the bar*
Rooster: *Blatently ogling his husband's ass* We did good?
Ice: *Doing the same* We did good.
*Fist bump*
#top gun#top gun maverick#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#icemav#incorrect top gun quotes#incorrect quotes#bradley rooster bradshaw#jake hangman seresin#hangster#distinguished gay iceman#second generation disaster bi rooster#their husbands have the finest...assets in the navy
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Thinking about Mav being unsure of what Ice's eye color is
Of course he's not going to do the normal thing and ask the man, so he settles for finding ways to get up close and personal to try and see for himself without being obvious (-> he fails)
But every time he gets a close enough look they're different. One day they look blue but the next they look hazel. One moment they look brown but then he turns his head and a different light catches on them and they look almost green
It turns into one big game of "How close will he let me get? How much will he let me see?" And it's not until he's gotten to the point of being a breath away from Ice's face- close enough to brush lips- and standing under the bright white LEDs that he realizes that they're gray
#remove the the ārā and they're gay too#mav going insane because he can't narrow down ice's eye color while everyone else also goes insane because they're so fucking tired of the-#bullshit icemav courting ritual they're all being subjected to#mav is NOT subtle#what's that? you want to know they color of your wingman's eyes?#you could've just asked but no you want to get āclose and personalā. ok gayboy#this was inspired by the fact mav refers to Ice as āIce Eyesā in the novel#there is nothing normal about these freaks#top gun#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#icemav#maverick x iceman#iceman x maverick#long suffering rios#<- because you can't tell me goose (if he lived) and slider are not constantly banging their heads into the wall#as well as literally anyone in the general vicinity of icemav#they are SO stupid#5+ 1 fanfic when?#i cannot write for shit but if anyone does i will have your hand in marriage#val kilmer my mfing beloved#and his beautiful eyes
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Penny/Sarah or how they end up together!au.
note pre-everything: Sarah is aroace, Penny and Mav are bi, Ice is gay and Slider is bi-greyaro. Sarah calls hers and Penny's a relationship because she likes the sound of it, they all are around their mid-twenties, and the whole thing is based on this tiktok.
ā¢ Mav and Penny are on a date when Mav thinks it could be funny, try and win something throwing the hop. He wants to show off a little because they're dating for a month and Mav I'd great at wooing the people he dates. Mav wons a little bear and then Penny wants to try because she is competitive and wants to win Mav something bigger but her aim sucks a lot so, instead of the object in front of her, she gets the gal in to the hop. And it's a kinda the perfect throw too! Both Penny and Mav end up laughing to the quiet shocked, and maybe a little annoyed, face of the girl and Mav, jokingly, says Penny should take her home as prize! Penny laughs but the girl, Sarah as her target says, smile and okay I'm here until five, come and pick me up!;
- Penny actually picks her up because she still thinking it's a funny joke but doesn't want to stand up the other girl. What Penny isn't expecting is how they just click with each other. They spent the entire night, from after Sarah's shift until midnight, talking and laughing and Penny has to impose herself some self-control because she finds she really want to kiss her. They exchange their phone numbers and promises to see each other the next day for a hot chocolate and Sarah promises to take her hot friend with her, and that's not her boyfriend!;
- the next afternoon Sarah is waiting at the bar with a tall guy, talking softly to her and the first thing Mav says when he sees him is he's some tall glass of water and Penny answers do you want to take a sip? And Mav is extra confused by her reaction. For how it proceed if feels like more a double date between them, him and Ice and Penny and Sarah, than a friendly meeting. When Penny, after the afternoon, says to Mav she doesn't think he's going to work between them he smiles and starts teasing her mercilessly about Sarah. Penny dubs in with yeah, because you and Ice where much better, uhuh?;
ā¢ the problem of this two very smart people? That they get dumb and dumber when they're around Sarah and Ice. Maverick can flight multimillion dollars jet but for the love of God be can't walk three steps without stumbling on his on foot when he's talking with Ice and Penny is taking a barman course with people that are twice her age and have a little more experience than her but she burns the water for the tea because Sarah is too pretty and she can't look anywhere else;
ā¢ Sarah and Ice (and Slider) have their weekly get together to rant about their partners and drink wine and watch stupid soaps because he said I can't fly because I'm too pretty and I would distract the enemy! and ohoh but it's not the worst! Pen' texted me a puppy and said I was cutter! And Slider is honestly living the best of his life, comfortable cuddling his best friends and not giving a single fuck about anything if not all the gossip he's going to take home to Goose;
ā¢ the point is: Sarah and Ice are as bad as Penny and Mav. She buys Penny eight flowers because it's the numer of days they didn't see each other and Ice bakes Maverick cookies because Mav forgot to have breakfast. Once. (Not that they could have been anything else, considering it's Carole's recipe).
For the anon of this morning because they gave me the idea and to @redhead-writes bc she shared the video and the plotting š„ŗš„°
#sarah kazansky#penny benjamin#tom iceman kazansky#pete maverick mitchell#ron slider kerner#nick goose bradshaw (mentioned)#carole bradshaw (mentioned)#au modern#aroace sarah kazansky#bi penny benjamin#bi maverick#gay tom kazansky#bi grayaro ron kerner#sarah x penny#icemav#implied:#slider x goose#goose x carole#top gun: maverick#hope it makes sense and everything#rare pairs
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the people have chosenā¦. and they have chosen death icemav
thanks for participating in the poll! according to the other votes, my next drawings will be; MORE catdad mav, old man mav doing old man things and some kiddo rooster / mav wholesomeness (though the above kinda infers this).
please submit any ideas you have to my asks box, I love scribbling. for freeeee!
#mav doesnāt know how to babysit#thatās why heās a cat dad#so heās been chasing kid rooster around all day#his fault though#red cordial is a dangerous substance#pete maverick mitchell#top gun#tom cruise#top gun maverick#maverick#pete mitchell#fanart#maverick fanart#icemav#tom iceman kazansky#tom kazansky#bradley bradshaw#bradley rooster bradshaw#icemav fanart#fanartt#top gun fanart#the gays decide and nef provides
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If you watched Top Gun (1986) and you think Tom Kazansky and Pete Mitchell are 100% straight then you are blind or you didn't watch the same movie as me because there's no way you can't see the chemistry between them and their UST.
#top gun 1986#icemav#tom iceman kazansky#tom kazansky#pete maverick mitchell#pete mitchell#maverick mitchell#hell val kilmer said that his first gay role was in top gun#and i think he even implied in other interviews that he shipped icemav#so don't you dare start with the āthey're just friends" thing#that argument is bullshit#so stop using it#if we didn't live in a queephobic world#if we lived in a world where *all* people accepted lgbt as normal people instead of freaks or something like that#they would have been canon yes or yes
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likeness practice with a more simplified style featuring everyoneās favorite gay people and probably the prettiest ice ive ever drawn?????
#my art#pete fearing for his life mitchell#and tom too gay to function kazansky#seriously tho iām very proud of that lower ice#i think iām finally getting their likeness down properly#yāall arenāt seeing the fifteen mavs i drew and deleted before landing here#icemav#icemav fanart#top gun#top gun 1986#top gun fanart#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#enthyrea art
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hmmmmm
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#theyre the same flavor of gay.#end of story#and don't even get me started on the flying off into the sunset together part at the end#top gun#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#icemav#mota#gale buck cleven#john bucky egan#clegan#ft their besties who died in plane crashes#too many bar flirting scenes with the bucks to choose
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