#tgm tag

[omegamoo]

cquackity transgender and bisexual

aye aye captain

i had a lot of fun with his wings

[apileofmoss]

shoutout to tgm and his amazing fuckign art reblog if you love tgm and his art .yeah

[almondcroissantsandink]

faux book cover for the fic Mr. Bluesky by omnidirectional because i read it a few weeks ago, it rattled around in my brain for a while, and I realized i had to draw something for it lol

[the-ace-with-spades]

Bradley had gotten taller than Mav when he was fourteen/fifteen but he hadn't overtaken Ice — the last time they've seen him, when he was seventeen and packing up his shit into the Bronco and saying stuff he'd regret any other day, Ice still had a bit over an inch on him.

Fifteen years later, Bradley is about an inch and a half taller than Ice and Ice is a bit mushy and sad about it.

[scottishaccentsareawesome]

Ice told Mav that he'd take this one, after getting the call from Penny.

So, when Ice walks into the Hard Deck, his eyes immediately start searching the room for Bradley, and find him in the back at the pool table.

He heads to the back area of the bar, catching Penny's eye on the way and giving her a wink. When Ice gets to the pool table area he sees that Bradley is not actually alone, he's there with Lieutenant "Bob" Floyd, who looks about as hopeless as Penny sounded on the phone earlier.

Bob suddenly notices Ice's presence, and he stands up a bit straighter as Ice gives him a nod of acknowledgement.

...All the while, Bradley just keeps playing pool and grumbling loudly to himself.

"Sir - " Bob begins.

" - Dismissed."

"Oh, thank you sir..." Bob replies, sounding extremely relieved as he leaves the pool table and heads to the bar.

"Bradley...?" Ice leans over the pool table and tries to get in Bradley's line of sight "...talk to me, please."

"Nothin' to talk about," Bradley replied, as he lined up his shot, then hit the ball over to the middle pocket, and it bounced off the edge of the pocket, missing the target. "You gonna play? Looks like Bob couldn't take the heat."

"I think what Bob couldn't take was the headache you were giving him," said Ice, as he picked up the abandoned pool cue.

"What?"

"Bradley, half the bar can hear you grumbling over here," Ice told him. "You've got black storm clouds floating right over your head for God's sake. What's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Bradley insisted. "Now are you gonna play or not?"

Ice shrugged. "Sure," he said.

Ice lined up his shot, and sunk two balls into the far corner pocket, like it was absolutely nothing.

Bradley rolled his eyes as Ice straightened up and tried not to look smug.

"...But I guarantee, with the way I play and the way you seem to be playing right now, it's gonna be a pretty short game," Ice told him.

Bradley sighed. "I'm just a little off tonight, no big deal," he said.

"Any particular reason why?"

"No."

Ice gave him a pointed look.

Bradley huffed. "Just having...issues with...someone," he grumbled.

"Relationship issues?"

"It's not a relationship," Bradley countered, quickly.

"Then what is it?"

"It's....he....he left for a deployment in Italy today," Bradley grumbled. "And I went over to see him just to say goodbye, y'know, and it turned into 'Oh, Rooster, I didn't know you cared?' and so of course I was like, 'I don't care, just send my apologies to all those poor Italian people who'll have to endure your presence for the next few months.' And then it turned into talking about all the Italian guys he was gonna meet over there, and how they'd probably happily 'endure' his 'presence', and then I got mad, so I just kinda left."

"So, you didn't actually get to say goodbye then?" Ice pointed out.

"No, I guess not," said Bradley. "I just...it's so easy for him to just...annoy me like that, and then...stupid Italian guys - "

"So, your problem is that you don't want Jake Seresin to hang around with hot Italian guys, is that it?" Ice asked.

Bradley froze, and stared at Ice.

"...I never said anything about Jake Seresin," he said.

"Bradley, all you ever do is talk about Jake Seresin," Ice told him. "Did the two of you really think you were being discrete?"

"We were being - !" Bradley started, then clamped his lips together for a moment. "...It's always just been a casual thing. Nothing serious or official."

"...But now he's going to Italy," said Ice "...and he might be hanging around with 'hot Italian guys', and you don't like that."

"It's not like he's never been deployed without me before," said Bradley. "It's not like I haven't had to deal with feeling like this before. And I have! I've dealt with it just fine."

"Well, maybe this time is different because you're hitting a breaking point," said Ice. "Maybe, it's time you two finally had a serious talk about this 'casual thing' of yours."

"Why do you say 'casual thing' like that?" Bradley asked. "Like you're judging?"

"I'm not judging it, Bradley. I've been down that road myself before," Ice told him. "And I'm saying 'casual thing' like that because if you're feeling so troubled at the thought of him with somebody else, then maybe it's not a very 'casual' thing at all."

Bradley blew out a long, tired breath, as he stared at the pool table, supposedly looking for another shot.

"One thing I do know for sure, though..." said ice, as he walked around the table to stand beside Bradley "...is that Jake Seresin will not be 'meeting' any hot Italian guys."

Bradley glanced over at him and smirked. "What, you really gonna try and cockblock him from here?" he asked.

"Don't doubt my powers, Bradley Bradshaw, I'm the Commander of the Pacific Fleet, I can do a lot of things," Ice told him. "...Just ask Maverick."

Bradley snorted back a laugh.

"No, I mean, he may talk a big game about what he's gonna do over there, but I guarantee you, he's not gonna do any of it," Ice told him. "He doesn't want to."

"How do you know?" Bradley asked.

"Because I've been him, Bradley," Ice told him. "First he wanted to beat you and be the best pilot, then he wanted to bed you and prove that you wanted him...and now he's trying not to fall in love with you."

Bradley didn't say anything, he actually looked a little terrified now.

"And Bradley," Ice continued. "I guarantee, he may've won those first two rounds, but that last one?" Ice leaned in now and lowered his voice so that only Bradley could hear him "...I think you'll both find that he lost it a long time ago."

Bradley still didn't say anything, so Ice just smiled and straightened up, then put his pool cue back against the wall.

"Work on your game, kid," said the older man. "I'll see you at dinner on Sunday."

Ice then gave him a wave, and walked away, out of the bar.

Bradley thought for a moment, then pulled out his phone as he sat down on a nearby stool.

Can we talk when you get back? he texted.

He only had to wait about a minute before he got a reply.

Sure. You miss me already? (with a smirking emoji, of course)

Bradley took a deep breath, then sent back his reply.

...Yeah. I do.

[lesbiradshaw]

jake & bradley as assorted shitposts i saw on twitter <3

[holypowell]

does it ever drive you crazy..

[fluffypotatey]

one of the funniest tags to me when reading tgm fics is the fact that some writers feel the need to clarify that Sarah Kazansky is the sister of Iceman instead of his wife because yeah sure the film implied that the woman who opened to door to his house was his wife but never explicitly stated it so….can IceMav fans truly be faulted for saying she’s his sister?????

the world may never know

[alecjbi]

bonus:

[torchflies]

*Little blurb about Jake’s terrible childhood and the five siblings he raised on his own. It might become a series 😉*

“Ness Seresin is born on Caddo Lake, split between Texas and Louisiana.

He comes a month too early.

(Or, a brief look into the childhood of Jake Seresin, who wasn't always Jake, and the five kids he raised).”

[omegamoo]

sorry for tagging every post as you it’s just that i love you endlessly and therefore everything reminds me of you

[apileofmoss]

tgm is vc like "nooo :(((( im hotguy me im hot hottest guy ever MEOW hot guy memeeee"

[yeagrave]

okay I’ve been flirting with the idea of doing a top gun (86 and tgm) dating simulator series. But instead of just me, I think it could be a cool little community thing (if people wanted to do it obviously) I’m not very good at organising things and it probably won’t go anywhere but like a no pressure little event or something idk!! I’ve just really been into dating sims and the art styles and I think it would be cool!

[the-ace-with-spades]

(I like to think of them as their own people but---)

Unpopular opinion: Rooster is Mav-coded but has Ice's vibes and Hangman is Ice-coded but has Mav's vibes

[thebahwrites]

killshot. - that top gun superhero au

"Name a hero who was happy." The year is 2017, and Bradley Bradshaw doesn't know where to go from here.

It's been five years since Top Gun, a failed mission and losing more than he thought he could. Now everywhere he looks, Rooster sees ghosts. He had once dreamed of becoming a super hero as big as Maverick, as big as Goose or Iceman; now, all Bradley dreams about is a dead friend, and all the ways he could have saved him.

The past, however, has a way of reopening old wounds, and Jake Seresin was never known to let others have the last word about anything. Not even about death, it seems.

(also alt Hangman)

NOW HAS ART FOR IT!!!! By @forsty who’s amazing and I’m obsessed with it.

[lesbiradshaw]

austin interlude by lesbiseresin

Long distance is something that isn’t easy to pull off. Some nights, Bradley missed him so much that he could feel his absence aching in his ribs, right behind the place where he’d cracked them during the mission with Maverick. Letters can only do so much. Phone calls make it more bearable, but nothing is better than having each other close.

That’s how Bradley usually feels, anyways. He also usually likes Texas, but right now—

“I wish we’d never come here.”

(alternatively: jake & bradley finally sharing the domesticity they deserve)