Air shows are a Mav thing, always have been, and since Ice has memory of them, he never missed one. He remembers doing favours to people he would have preferred having punched in the face rather than speaking to them for more than a minute or two, just so he could be back in the States to see Mav fly. The occasion wasn't relevant: Thanksgiving, Christmas and the fourth of July, if Mav was flying Ice was on the ground watching him, taking photos and later videos, recording Slider, Bradley and the other's comments and storing it all away in his video library.
And so will be for this Halloween one. If Mav is going to be up there, flying and giving a show, showing the world and every fucking brass who's the best, Ice will be on the ground, phone in his hands, filming away a couple or thirty minutes of his memory card.
(Stading is painful, and every breath feels like a stab at his troath and lungs. The jacket and all the medals on it weigh on his shoulders and back like bricks, and the material hitches against his skin. Sarah's hands are too cold and too hot at the same time around his waist, and Tom has to grit his teeth to not beg to go back home and never move another step or speak another word. Pain used to come and go in waves where now, it's a constant companion that leaves him without any relief. But then, and for the next couple of minutes, Ice's eyes are to the sky, to the jets Mav is leading through intricate manoeuvres showing off just a little bit and Ice feels thirty again, just back from a God-awful travel on a fucking commercial plane, watching is boyfriend moving in the sky and then on the ground, sweaty and smiling with the intensity of one hundred suns. It ends before Ice can realise, and that same man is moving towards him, sweaty and smiling with the same intensity. If Ice hadn't lost his voice to cancer, he would be asking all the right questions and listening to Mav babble away for the rest of the day. He can't speak, but he can hug the man against his chest, sign that Sarah recorded it all and that was the best show he ever saw.
"You always say that, love." Mav answers, laughing against his neck. Ice doesn't let go, not yet, he hugs Mav and clings on the hope to see another one, to watch Mav moving between people to come to him, to have something else to add to his ever growing video library. Maverick hugs him back.)
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they say "write what you wanna read" but that can absolutely not be true. i almost exclusively read the fluffiest fluff to ever fluff and yet detailing my blorbos' suffering is easier than breathing. like i can't stop these guys are getting MASSACRED. i know damn well i would absolutely hate reading my own fics and i will not be changing anything anytime soon
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billy joel songs that are just conceptually funny to me
that awkward moment when you go home with a guy and he thinks you want to hook up but you really just wanted to hear him play the saxophone. and this ends up ruining his life (christie lee; an innocent man)
when you're so distracted by your beautiful wife that you can't get anything done and all your friends make fun of you (temptation; the bridge)
stop being so mean to my wife!!!! (that's not her style; storm front)
phone sex (sometimes a fantasy; glass houses)
(i'm making a les mis reference, sorry if this makes no sense to you because you don't have enjoltaire brain rot lmao) ... literally just how grantaire would think of enjolras if he wasn't in love with him (prelude/angry young man; turnstiles)
huh, thought i would've had more lol
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Seven Sentence Sunday!
I was tagged by @prince-buck-diaz @panbuckley @cowboy-buck @alyxmastershipper @housewifebuck and @bucks118 thank you 🩷🩷🩷
I didn't make any of the other tags this week except for the poll thingy because I don't write linearly so most of my wip are a mess ™️ but my stablished buddie with Buck in Eddie's turnout won the poll and that's actually kinda structured now thanks to that and I plan on having this out this week (pray for me) so here are seven sentences (you can read another snippet of it here)
Eddie already has a hose, helping some guys from another station when he finally finds Buck again.
He's following Hen, helping triage the less serious cases on the other side of the parking lot, and he doesn't watch for too long, it's barely longer than a glance, but he does a double take once the image fully registers.
Because Buck is still wearing his turnout jacket. Properly now. And he doesn't really know what to do with what he's feeling when he sees the DIAZ across his back.
Buck sometimes teases Eddie about being possessive, on the rare occasions he gets jealous enough that even Buck notices, but this is not that.
The feeling in his chest is warner, not about the idea that everyone is trying to steal him away, or the thought that Buck would somehow leave him (an idea he rationally knows is insane, he knows how much Buck loves him, it's how much Eddie loves him, it's just that sometimes he gets irrationally jealous, he's not sure he could be blamed, just look Buck, who wouldn't be scared to lose him?), but about how much he likes the idea of sharing a last name.
I don't know who to tag cause I don't know who posted already because my dash has been crashing since last night so I'm not gonna tag anyone.
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When I was like... 12 - 13, I became hyperfixated on a soccer anime, Inazuma Eleven. Little teen me loved the characters and discovered fanfictions, she was mesmerized.
Little me read and read many things on fanfiction . net, is what she found and she didn't know better. She suffered with things that didn't have warnings an also found out what lemon was, the bad way (I'm on the ace spectrum and I'm sex repulsed, so yeah, horrible).
Little me didn't know how to save media, and her phone would always close the windows she had open. So her idea to save those fanfics she loved was to write down the url on a note book. Some of them were massive.
I particularly remembered one where the writer made a self insert and was the sister of the male protagonist (I think?), but I don't remember why, everything was so edgy. The protagonist on the og media was golden retriever type, a ray of sunshine, and on the fic he was angry and annoyed at the world and I remember so vividly a particular characteristic, which was that he had lost his eye when he was bullied and so he had a crystal eye with a thunder. (The thunder is reference to the anime)... I remember I didn't like what the writer did to that blorbo, but I also remember I wanted to know what would happen next, and so I wrote down the url on my notebook...
Needless to say, all those urls, when I tried to type them into the PC I couldn't reach any of them, so I never knew what happened to those characters and if they got their happy ending
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