#rick 'jester' heatherly

[maccawrites]

Watched Three Men and a Baby today and all I could think about was Viper, Duke and Jester as Peter, Jack and Michael, respectively.

Like baby Pete being left at these three single Navy pilots' door when they come around for Top Gun (do not ask me about the timelime, I haven't thought much about it yet) with only a little letter that says "Duke, this is our son, Pete. I can't take care of him, so I'm trusting you too. With love, Alicia."

They are freaking out. They don't know what to do, they don't know who to call, they don't know anything. There's a baby in their house and they know nothing about babies. Duke is looking at the poor thing like it might bite at any given moment (even though it doesn't even have teeth yet), Jester is three seconds away from a panic attack and Viper is simply trying to bottle all of this up or, otherwise, he might go crazy.

All they know about this cute pie is that Duke is his father, his mother left him and the smell of his shit could kill a man. They don't know anything else. What does he eat? How does he eat? What does he need? Clothes? Diapers? Baby food? They don't know, but, then, suddenly, they need to know because the baby is crying.

And he is LOUD.

Cue to shenanigans, the trio going crazy with little Pete, their whole Top Gun class falling head over heels for the little baby, Duke falling asleep with baby Pete on his arms and waking up because the kid pulled some hairs of his mustache (he laughs loudly at that, the little shit), Jester parading around with the kid for any ladies to see, Viper being a stressed dad and reading two baby books per hour.

Just baby Pete shenanigans and the dad trio going crazy with him.

[wildbornsiren]

Yesterday I got to meet Michael Ironside. He was a guest at a horror convention in a nearby town. I dragged one of my besties with me, and after venturing around the floor we found where the guests were hanging out.

I saw him and nearly started crying.

Dramatic, I know. But Top Gun means so fucking much to me. I grew up watching 86. I have a Goose tattoo. And to see one of the people who made it real....incredible. (I know I'm not making any sense.)

He was absolutely charming. He spoke *with* each person. Took his time with them. He chatted with me. Asked to see my tattoo, said it was one of the best ones he's seen. He pulled me in close for the photo. Jokingly said "I have a boob"

My dumb ass replies, "you can have another one if you'd like." So we switched sides and he got the other boob.

When I was getting ready to move on to let others speak to him. He reached out, and said "give me a hug darling."

He called me darling. He asked ME for a hug. I got a genuine, full body tight hug.

I may never recover. And while I hesitate to show my face on the internet, I have...just...wow. (please keep your opinions about my appearance to yourself. Nothing you can say is worse than what I say to myself daily)

[torchflies]

Okay, so i was thinking about your identical quintuplets idea of 5 Mavs roaming the earth. And my thought is Viper has 5 bottles of whiskey and each one is labeled with each boy's name. He drinks out of each one when that specific son is causing problems...Mav's has had to be replaced 3 times already, 4 by the time Top Gun ends

YES YES YES 😂 Poor Viper knows no peace with his five extra sons.

He can yell at them in his sleep too, and will conk out at his desk mumbling to himself.

Kiff, take a shower!

Lynds, stop thwacking your brothers upside the head when they do dumb shit; you killing whatever brain cells they’ve got left is not helping the situation!

No, Teddy — you cannot skip class to go get high in someone’s Jeep!

Mal and Pete, hands to yourself! I swear to God I will turn this jet around!

Jester just tucks him with a nearby jacket, and wings a prayer for the poor man’s sanity.🫡

[misanderousmisfit]

Jester: Is it true Iceman and Maverick are hooking up or is that just a rumor I started? I forget

Viper: :D

[pollyna]

It's a quiet afternoon in the middle of the summer of 1990 when Ice and Mav get called back at Top Gun for a couple of special lessons for that class. Mav hears Viper and Jester talking about Ice and his doing career and, without much imprompt, puts ten dollars on the table and:"In ten years he's going to be the one who runs this place and in fifteen he's going to end with more starts on his shoulders than any of us." Viper laughs because "ten years is not that much kid, but ten dollars are ten dollars. " The pot ends up being thirty.

Mav gets it wrong of a month exactly, and while he's clapping at Ice's cerminony, someone slips him two bills for seventy dollars in total and a note that says nobody should ever bet against him.

[neverleaveyourwingman]

I did a thing ✌🏻

[chiaraanatra]

You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’ | Part 3

Summary: Goose meets you at the O Bar after a couple of drinks and a conversation he wished would never end he believes that he’ll never see you again. Little did he know while this may have been your first meeting, it would not be your last.

Warnings: swearing, flirting, Goose being an anxious, hopeless romantic, use of Y/N and she/her pronouns, dancing, and a kiss(?)

Word Count: 2.1k

Songs: Mandy by Barry Manilow; Brandy (You're a Fine Girl) by Looking Glass; She's Always a Woman by Billy Joel

A/N: Goose is a leg man and a hopeless romantic, I will not be taking any questions on the matter. We are all imagining that Carol is living her best life somewhere far from San Diego. Sorry not sorry to Bradley for wiping your existence from this fictional plane. Also, I know nothing about planes, aviation, engineering, the Navy, or the Air Force.

《 part 1 || part 2 || part 4 || epilogue 》 《 m.list || ao3 》

4:00 pm

Goose sped home, violating several traffic laws and making it in record time. He walked in the door, kicking off his boots and dropping his bags on the floor. He ran into his bedroom and whipped open his closet, only to be greeted by Hawaiian shirts in every color imaginable.

“Shit…” Goose had no real reason to own any nicer civilian clothes. Why buy a dress shirt when the Navy supplied dress whites and blues for any fancy occasion? “She did just say dinner… how fancy of a place could we be going?” Nick decided to keep it simple choosing the least Hawaiian-looking short sleeve button-up he owned. He threw the shirt on his bed along with a pair of jeans and the other outfit essentials before running into his bathroom. Goose looked at himself in the mirror and thought it best to shave the stubble that had formed on his face before jumping into the shower.

4:30 pm

Only a little ways away you were prepping dinner. You already had a plan for dinner tonight, a relatively simple dish that you could easily throw together before tossing it in the oven for an hour. Luckily, you had no concept of a single-person meal, often making enough for a small army even though it was only ever you sat at your patio table every evening watching the sun as it set over the coastline.

You looked at the radio clock perched on your counter. 4:35 PM. You had just enough time to get out of the stockings that had been constricting your legs since 6:30 am this morning and shower the day off of you.

5:15 pm

Goose was pacing around his living room, “what if she wants to go to a fancy restaurant? Should I get her flowers? Girls like flowers! What kind of flowers would she like…? Where the hell do I get flowers?” Goose grabbed the yellow pages, “Florist… florist…” He ran his fingers through the bright yellow pages of the giant phone book. “Perfect!” He grabbed the phone dialing the number of the newly found florist.

An older woman answered the phone, “Thank you for calling White Fox Florist, how can I help you?”

“Hello yes, what flowers would you recommend for a kinda-sorta first date?”

“Kinda-sorta first date?” The woman on the other line had a confused inflection in her voice.

“I really like this girl, she asked me to dinner, I thought flowers would be a nice touch because I really like this girl-“

“Daisies,” the woman interrupted. “White, a small bouquet of about 6 with green filler. I can have it ready in 15 minutes.”

“Ma’am you are a blessing!”

5:50 pm

It was now just before 6. You had showered and changed, replacing your stockings for a pair of jeans and your blazer for a flowing oversized button-up shirt. You put just a touch of blush on your cheeks and styled your hair the way you usually did. Just as you turned off the oven you heard a knock at the front door.

You opened your door to find a nervous-looking Goose rocking back and forth on his heels. “Hello, Goose. Come on in.” You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your lips.

Goose stepped into your house. He perched his sunglasses on top of his head before pulling a small bouquet of white daisies from behind his back. “For you,” he was hoping you couldn’t hear the nervousness in his voice.

“Nick, they’re beautiful!” You grabbed the bouquet and smelled the delicate blooms. You looked up at his auburn eyes before leaning up on your tip toes to kiss the taller man’s cheek. “I should put these in some water.”

Nick stood in your small foyer, watching you make your way through the open layout towards to what he assumed would be your kitchen. I want her to look at me like that for the rest of my natural life… He untied and removed his New Balances and hung up his jacket before making his way to your kitchen.

“You know I can’t remember the last time someone bought me flowers.” You were standing in front of your cabinets on your tiptoes trying to reach a vase on the top shelf. Your breath caught when you felt Nick’s form behind you, effortlessly reaching above you grabbing the vase.

I will buy you flowers every day. “Allow me.” Nick took the vase and the flowers over to your sink. He grabbed a pair of scissors from your knife block and began to cut the stems to fit the vase. He filled the vase up with water before arranging the flowers to sit nicely.

“And no man has ever done that before…” you said quietly. You could feel your cheeks heating up. You took a deep breath. Get it together, Stinger!

When Goose was finished arranging the flowers he placed the vase in the center of the island. “So what plans did you have for this evening?”

You put on an oven mitt before opening the oven and pulling out a large dish, “well, I hope you’re hungry!”

Goose’s eyes brightened at the sight of a homecooked meal, “starving!”

The two of you sat at the small round table on your enclosed patio. You poured each of you a drink before sitting down for the meal that you had just prepared. You were never really a fan of small talk but you wanted to know more about Nick ‘Goose’ Bradshaw. “So what made you join the Navy?”

Nick couldn’t help but smile at the question. “Well, my dad was an Air Boss on the USS Enterprise for almost 30 years. I remember growing up, he would come home and show me pictures of him, and his buddies lined up in front of the planes. He would take me on base when he was home, and we would watch the planes take off. I was about 10 when I told him and my mom that I wanted to be up there. I swear my mother almost had a heart attack.” He couldn’t help laughing a little remembering the look on his mother’s face the day he told her. “Anyway, after high school, I miraculously got into the Academy. After graduation, I made my way to flight school where I met Mav and became a RIO.”

“What did you study at the academy?”

He looked down at his glass, holding back a smile. “You have to promise not to judge, Ms. Ph.D. in aerospace engineering.”

You held your hands up in defense, “no judgments.”

“History.”

“I never took you for a history buff, Lieutenant.”

God, Nick couldn’t help the thoughts that ran through his mind at the way the word fell from your lips. Nick shook the thought of you saying ‘lieutenant’ wearing nothing but a smile from his mind. “What about you?”

“Well,” you took a drink from your glass. “I was also a military brat. My dad was a pilot in the Airforce. Many of the stories he told me growing up were about how he felt when he was flying. As I got older, I knew I wanted to be involved in that world in some way. As stupid as this is going to sound aerospace engineering just kind of fell into my lap. My engineering professor during my first year in undergrad saw something in me and steered me in that direction.” You looked down at your glass pausing for a moment.

“That doesn’t sound stupid at all.” Nick couldn’t help but place his calloused hand gently on top of yours.

You smiled as your gaze made its way back to him. “I knew I wanted to work within the military in some capacity so after graduating with my bachelor’s I decided to go straight into getting my Ph.D. and that’s a total of 8 years of my life I’ll never get back.” You couldn’t help but chuckle.

Nick was awestruck, “That’s honestly amazing.”

You could tell by the sincerity in his voice that he was honestly impressed with the effort you had put into your career. You looked down at the empty plates in front of you. “Let me put this all in the kitchen and we can continue this conversation.” You stood up from your seat and reached for Nick’s plate.

“Let me help you do the dishes.” He picked up his plate and yours, “That way you won’t have to worry about it later. I’ll wash you dry?”

“That would be great. Thank you.” My God could this man be any more perfect. Flowers? Helping to clean up? If he pulls a ring out of his pocket, I’d say yes without a second thought.

Goose followed you to the kitchen. You set some of the dishes in the sink before turning on the radio. Goose started the hot water as the end of Barry Manilow’s ‘Mandy’ filled the kitchen. The two of you hummed along as you quickly cleaned the few dishes that were left dirty.

You poured each of you another drink leaning against the small kitchen island.

“Thank you once again ladies and gentlemen for tuning into 144.5 the Groove, playing you the easy listening and soft rock hits of the 60s and 70s. This one goes out to you Ron K.”

As the two of you listened to the radio DJ you couldn’t help but look at Nick. “Ron K…? You don’t think…?”

“Ron, I hope you enjoy.”

“Slider! Has to be!” Nick let out a laugh as ‘Brandy’ by Looking Glass played through the radio’s speakers.

“Oh, if it is, Slider’s got good taste, I love this song!” You hummed along to the short introduction. Before you knew it you were brought into the open space between your kitchen and dining room. Nick twirled you towards him before he began singing along to the song.

There's a port on a western bay

And it serves a hundred ships a day

Lonely sailors pass the time away

And talk about their homes

Goose pointed at you as a queue to start singing the next verse.

And there's a girl in this harbor town

And she works layin' whiskey down

They say, Brandy, fetch another round

She serves them whiskey and wine

Goose twirled you close to him and dipped you. As the chorus came Nick continued to sing changing up the lyrics slightly.

The sailors say, "Y/N, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)

Looking at you now, even more so than when he first saw you, Nick thought you were the most beautiful creature to ever walk the earth.

"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)

Nick could see his future in your eyes. Marriage, white picket fence, a kid, the whole nine yards.

"Yeah, your eyes could steal a RIO from the sky"

Nick was being serious in that moment. His first true love was flying but if you asked he would give her up in a heartbeat.

You couldn’t help but burst into laughter. You couldn’t remember the last time you had laughed this hard or had this much fun. The two of you continued to dance around your kitchen. As the music faded, Nick dipped you one last time. His hands held your waist as your arms hung loosely around his neck. The laughter that filled the room subsided and was replaced by the soft, melodic piano of Billy Joel. He raised you back up and the two of you sway back and forth to the beat of the music.

She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes

And she can ruin your faith with her casual lies

And she only reveals what she wants you to see

She hides like a child but she's always a woman to me

You never took your eyes off of each other. At the turn of the second chorus, you could see a small spark in his eyes as he glanced down at your lips.

“Y/N…”This was the second time you heard your name fall from his lips. Your name had never sounded more beautiful than it did at that moment. “I really want to kiss you right now.”

“I wouldn’t stop you…”

And with your consent, he leaned in and placed his lips to yours. They were soft and warm against your own. You couldn’t help but smile against his lips at the feeling of his mustache tickling your face. You couldn’t help but think that this was the perfect first kiss. Goose could die happy with this being his last first kiss.

Part 4

Tags: @luckyladycreator2 @saturnsbabe69 @belleroguewolf @goosegirl98 @desert-fern

As always, feedback, likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑? 𝐿𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 💜

[writernothingness]

I finished my two shot!!!

[gothidecorem]

I wish I got screenshots of the other times I’ve paused on him but Jester is a whole ass mood every time I pause in this scene 😂😂

[chicabae]

Top Gun characters as Theo Von quotes

Maverick: “I’m not incompetent. I’m decently competent. Probably 80% competent.”

Goose: “You know, I’m not gonna judge you, but I’m just saying, everybody else is gonna.”

Iceman: “Makes you want to kick a fat kid at Kmart, you know what I’m saying?”

Slider: “Some people call it a mullet, I call it the Lord’s work.”

Hollywood: “A hat is just a little apartment for your head.”

Wolfman: “We are remarkable creatures. I mean, we’re also straight muppets.” 

Chipper: “You don’t need a bra Ladies, let the lord hold your tits!”

Sundown: “Look, a reindeer is just a gay moose, I dare you to say it’s not.”

Viper: “I’ve never liked the French, I’ll be honest with you.”

Jester: “Bees are Satan’s little German shepherds.”

[blazingstar29]

bad moon rising wip

They stand, watching the ocean. Jester lights a cigarette and others the pack. He takes it wordlessly, tapping the cancer out of it before drawing one out with slender fingers. 

“It’ll be strange without them,” Jester eventually says. “I keep telling myself they survived the Layton. They’ll survive this.”

“You got fond of them,” he points out, sinking into a deck chair. It doesn’t mean to be a criticism, he faults himself for doing the same. It’s been years since he last saw any of them and in a matter of weeks he can’t help but see them as those rambunctious kids (some of them) once were. He huffs a dry laugh. “Guess I did too.” 

“You still a believer?”

“In what?” 

Jester was in one of his moods. Every so often the man bogged down in the details about life he normally let slip by. If Mike was honest with himself, seeing those pilots off was one of the hardest things he’s done in a while. Maybe he’s in the same mood as Jester. 

“Anything.”

[purplearrowzandleather-blog]

Maverick is surprised to learn the “quirks” in his and Goose’s plane aren’t quirks at all, but a passive attempt by the Navy to kill him. Ain’t that a bitch?

[redhead-writes]

Top Gun Class ‘86 Ice Hockey AU headcanons

Thought about joining my love for ice hockey with Top Gun Class ‘86. Let’s see how it goes.

They are new team in California Fightertowns “Tornadoes”  but they already has made some fame around the league in which they are playing. They are playing gritty but mostly clean game. Except when the pressure on ice got raised too high and it needs to be let down by fight.

The team and coaching stuff thought it is the end of theirs when their main star center Bill ‘Cougar’ Cortell left for team that could pay better. It happened just few days before the season had to start. It really came as lightning in clear day. Now when team plays Cougars team, he gets pushed in boards hard.

Metcalf is teams coach and runs them to the ground in each training with help of his assistant coach Jester. They both know this guys are meant for greatness. Maybe they could get picked up by NHL without draft. Only one player is still elligable for the draft. Merlin is the teams physio. He can play left or right back when he has to but injury and betrayal of his partner made him lose love for the game but not enough to leave the sport fully.

Most of the players have day time jobs because playing in this league does not pay well or at all. Mostly money goes into bus and other travel expanses they have.

Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky is goddamn amazing goalie. Sometimes Viper and Jester doesn’t know how he stops those pucks that seem unstoppable. He has his weird quirks. Chewing gum at all the times. Team teases him that it will make his jaw as muscled as rest of him. He likes to be left alone before the game so he can do his flexibility stretches to be warm for the game. Everyone is so used to it that they don’t question it. Tom also always bangs the net bars before each period, saying that we are in this together. Also he has specific meal he will eat after his team wins a game and different one if they lose. Team may tease him for all his quirks, but good God you touch Iceman and whole team will run you to the ground. Also team always gives pass to Tom if there is empty net. They want him to have goalie goal.

Next up we have two defender pairs. Nick ‘Goose’ Bradshaw and Ron ‘Slider’ Kerner who with only their height already looks intimidating. But Ron takes that extra step to be more. He is not afraid to smash opposing players in boards or do some little shitty moves to stop attack. He takes protecting Tom as some kind of oath for life. Yes, he is first one to go after player who tries to hurt Iceman. He got his nickname because for his height and physical look he glides on ice so light and fast. His defense partner Bradshaw is more friendly but he also knows how to do his job well, better than well. He is really protective about his teammates always checking on them. Tom called him Mother Goose and then the rest of team picked it up. He wears that nickname with pride. His wife Carole got him a patch with honking goose that has nickname under it. He sew it to his gear bag. Nick has taken oath to protect their tiniest player in the team. Rick has to help with that a lot because tiny kid seems to have death wish.

The second defender pair is Charles ‘Chipper’ Piper and Marcus ‘Sundown’ Williams. You would think that they would be less violent than first pair because they look somehow calmer and are not towering over you. But there is reason why Marcus nickname is Sundown. You talk bullshit that is over the line to his teammates or him, then hope you will be on ice for next game. Everyone from previous his previous had called Marcus violent and no good for the team, calling him liability for the team with his fighting tendencies. Viper took one look at Marcus and knew this man has nothing but his team above all else. So he paired him with Charles who needed someone to keep up with him and his running mouth. Like nickname Chipper comes from him chirping opponent players each time they come close. Also he always has an answer to even vilest chirps. That keeps Marcus out of the trouble usually. Also since Marcus attention has been taken off fighting and put in right frame, he is one of the best scoring defenders. He can rival some other team forwards.

Next up we have right back Leonard ‘Wolfman’ Wolfe who is real pest on ice but he knows when to let go of pissing opposing player off. He uses it all to distract the opponent team defenders and allow their center to score some goals. He got his nickname because of two things: 1. Leonard sometimes can act as lone wolf when he has a puck and sees opportunity in front of him. He simply skates trough the other team players like knife trough butter, making his own team players try and keep up. 2. Sometimes he will need whole team to join his crazy tactics because he seem to be able to calculate some moves that even Viper and Jester can’t. Usually crazy tactics work out so Viper trusts those.

Left back and tiniest rat of the Tornadoes Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell. If Leonard knows when to stop than Pete does not have any regard for his own safety at all. He sometimes will take on players two even three times his size. Pete sometimes is pain in his own teams arse because they have to take unnecessary penalties just to save him from being trampled over. Still somehow with being rattiest rat to rat, he does what he needs to do. Always open for his teammates pass or ready to pass puck, and his passes always reach who ever they are meant for. He is only one elligable for the NHL draft. Pete doesn’t believe he will be chosen for it but Viper and Jester, to be honest, rest of Tornadoes have other ideas. Maverick may be rough around the edges because of his past but this team gives him what he had missed before in the life.

Now their main center is Rick ‘Hollywood’ Neven. He is annoying in his own way. His annoying way is doing everything flawlessly with Hollywood level smile on his face. Rick wasn’t able to shine because Cougar took whole spotlight. Finally given full chance with two of grittiest team players on his wings, he really can’t stop scoring. Many opposing players have tried to punch Rick in the face to wipe that smile of his face. Mostly everyone failed but one dude succeeded, but all Hollywood said was: “I still look prettier than you even with blood on my face.”

Their team is getting traction so Carole and her friends start making merchandise for the team. It also has cool designs that Tom had drawn while doodling. Carole saw those doodles and pressed him to make full on drawings. It is another thing that calms Iceman down after adrenaline filled game. By selling merch, the teams financial level also had raised up, making it easier for them to travel and buy new equipment when needed.

[thewhiskersonkittens]

Top Gun Master List

Master List for all the Top Gun fanfics I've written so far. List will be updated as necessary. Thank you for all the likes, re-blogs, and comments. Your support is very much appreciated! ❤

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell

Snuggle

After having a bad day at work, Lieutenant Pete “Maverick” Mitchell comes over to make you feel better.

Wild

You have a crush on Maverick that he finds out about. To your surprise, he likes you too! Only he needs to know you have a “wild side” to you otherwise it won’t work.

Caribbean Queen (Mav x Penny)

My take on how Maverick and Penny met back in the day. This was originally intended to be the first chapter of a multi-chapter Mav x Penny story.

Nick "Goose" Bradshaw

You Know Why

You’re a sexy sweetheart with a past and a toxic boyfriend. Goose sees that and wants better for you. Why? You know why.

Call Me

After you both find yourselves suddenly single right around Valentine’s Day, you and Nick “Goose” Bradshaw give the “Single's Connection” dating line a call on impulse. You both are pleasantly surprised with what you find on the other end of the line. 18+. Contains smut.

Rick "Jester" Heatherly

Secret

You have been having a secret love affair with Jester for weeks. You have a tryst in Viper’s office. 18+. Contains smut.

Don’t Tempt Me

It picks up where "Secret" left off. Jester x Reader have been sneaking around with each other and here they are finishing the hookup they started before. 18+. Contains smut.

Headcanons and Drabbles

Bradshaw Family Head Canons

If Charlie Had Been in Top Gun Maverick

[pollyna]

volleyball au.

Jester and Viper know who's dating who by the simple of action of reading the surname on the player's sweater because on ten of them they all really share a single fucking braincell.

They try to say something when Mitchell comes in to the gym, for the first time, with Kazansky's sweater but after the third nobody almost notices anymore. With Hollywood and Wolfman? Jester isn't sure they don't share underwear, so they are a lost case.