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Val Kilmer
unfortunately Val Kilmer is dead at the age of 65 due to pneumonia. Val Kilmer was one of my favorite actors and the reason why I loved Top Gun, can’t believe such an amazing actor has passed. This means that I’m now going to rewatch both Top Guns, Real Genius, and Batman. Rest in peace, you’ll be missed by many
dude sexually inexperienced ice i need more of that
IceMav wedding day with their exchanged feathers in pride of place ♥
A couple of days ago I answered this ask: clickety and added a bit of worldbuilding vvv
Although also consider: voluntarily grounding or at least 'inconveniencing' themselves to show how important the other person is ♡ ('You. Voluntarily flying less. Hm.' Ice didn't have to sound THAT skeptical, geez. 'Counter argument; I finally get to show off your hardware in my wings, I want to do it all the way.' More softly, 'Come on, Ice. You have to know I'd choose you, right?' No answer forthcoming as Iceman sort of melts and just folds Mav up in a borderline clingy hug)
and I am now invested.
Picture Mav, strutting around flashing the physical symbol of his and Ice's bond to anyone who even glances at him. And now picture him relentlessly throwing himself into the sky, taking tumbles and almost breaking his neck multiple times before he figures out how to compensate for the disruption in his flight feathers. Picture him trotting Ice out to watch him. Ice watching the love of his life proudly wearing his feathers, adapting his entire way of flying to be able to carry Ice with him when he takes to the skies (And Ice is so proud, and besotted, and also relieved because he never wants to be responsible for taking the sky from Maverick, even if it's temporarily and voluntarily chosen)
mav kinda slowly guiding ice, letting him suck his dick bcs ice is inexperienced RAHHSHSHSH
GIVING HIM GENTLE PRAISES BCS ICE IS A PRAISE FREAK
"That's it— yeah, baby, there you go.."
"Shit, you're good at this, huh Tom? Pretty little— ah– lips nev'r been used like this b'fore?"
me after reading an icemav seven minutes in heaven fic
carole bradshaw you are so older sister energy i refuse not to write you with your younger gay brothers (icemav) and your baby boys (goose and rooster)
what i would do for a fanfic of iceman and carole having a heart to heart
Becoming a Top Gun fan is going from wondering why people ship IceMav to you randomly started shipping it and you have no idea when it started. It just happens. IceMav chooses you.
Okay Top Gun fandom, I have a serious question…
Can Ice dance? Not ballroom, but like club dancing. Can he serve on the dance floor? Because — I don't think he can.
Now, Mav yes, absolutely.
Ice, no way in Hell.
Opinions?
TOP GUN FANDOM PLS TELL ME WHERE VAL KILMER MENTIONS ICEMANS DAD I NEED TO KNOW PLEASE
guess who wrote again tee hee
In the 1980s, the Naval Investigative Service intensively tried to remove gay men from the military. Once they misinterpreted the queer slang phrase "friend of Dorothy" (a euphemism for gay man used since around WW2) and thought that there was a real woman named Dorothy who knew plenty of gay men in the military.
The NIS decided to find Dorothy and force her to reveal the names of gay service members so that the Navy could throw them out. They wasted a lot of time and taxpayers' money on this and the action, of course, ended in failure.
Just imagine Icemav angst related to the fear of discovering their relationship and simply Mav being chaotic and messing with his superiors.
Ice: I was away from home for a week and a half and you spread rumors and made the entire NIS look for a non-existent woman.
Mav with an innocent look on his face: I literally don't know what you're talking about.
Slider: Yes it was him
I'm begging on my knees for someone to write this
"King and Lionheart" by Of Monsters and Man is IceMav coded.
Did anyone else see the sexual tension between maverick and iceman? 'Cause I did and I wanna see fanfiction written about it
Somebody just suggested grounding Mav…
Warlock's rear admiral duties include preventing his boss from drunkenly confessing his crush on his boss at the navy officers' unofficial 4th of July party
Iceman @ Maverick in og Top Gun: You’re stupid and I know better than you (derogatory and slightly sexual)
Iceman @ Maverick in TGM: You’re stupid and I know better than you (lovingly)
If Iceman was a dog and Mav was a cat, they’d still find some way to be together.
Oh, so it's because Iceman is on his shoulder like an angel? Oh...so it's because Iceman is on his shoulder like an angel. OH--SO IT'S BECAUSE ICEMAN IS ON HIS SHOULDER LIKE AN ANGEL--
Maverick: And what do I get out of this?
Slider: I will give you a dollar.
Maverick: What do you think I am? A chump? I would never do it for a dollar!
Iceman: How bout two dollars?
Maverick: You got yourself a deal.
Top Gun Masterlist (2023)
"AverageWriter-InTheDark’s Top Gun Maverick Masterlist"
@averagewriter-inthedark
Tom "Iceman" Kazansky
Oneshots
"Ice Cold, no Mistakes"
@topguncortez
No summary provided
Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw
Oneshots
"Like Father, Like Son"
@chaostheoryy
Every time you’ve brought up the topic of becoming parents, Bradley has made it a point to change the subject. But there’s a crack in his defenses now and you’re about to find out this isn’t just about not wanting kids.
the og art and patrick
Mav: it's a mental breakdown
Rest of the class: dooo do dooo do
Mav: Come to Top Gun! We have:
Mav: Meltdown monday.
Goose: Too tired tuesday.
Ice: Why am i here wednesday.
Slider: This week needs to end thursday.
Hollywood: Finally freakin friday.
Wolfman: Super lit saturday.
Chipper: Shit i have a lot to do sunday.
Ice: So Goose, how did you know you loved Slider?
Goose: Well, a good romance starts with a good friendship.
Mav: And a bad romance starts with “ra ra ah ah ah ro ma ro ma ma ga ga ooh la la”
maverick x iceman nation rise up
i am VERY obsessed with top gun try and stop me mfs
✨Icemav Supremacy✨
i feel the very feminine urge to reblog this
someone tried to tell me that top gun isn’t gay at all and that it’s rude to assume people are gay
dude… did we watch the same movie??
because like what the fuck is this:
I'M MELTING THIS IS SO CUTE
I have no idea if you're still taking hcs but I have one I wanted to share.
Ice doesn't style his hair one day and Mav is freaking out because its so soft and fluffy while Ice just accepts his fate and lets Mav play with it (I'm ignoring the fact that bleach destroys hair because why not)
Thank you for this ask. It gives me a chance to write some IceMav fluff (no pun intended). Of course this fits into the timeline. This one is a little shorter, but this concept will be back at a different time in the series as well.
I hope you like it. Have a wonderful day/night! 💙
It was their first weekend in their house. The move was efficient but unpacking had been an ordeal. Mostly because they had a three-month deployment in the middle of it. They'd returned last week and worked each night to finish putting things away. There were four boxes left this morning.
Before the sun crawled its way over the horizon, Ice slid out of bed determined to sort those boxes before breakfast. He looked at the brunette sleeping peacefully and reluctantly drug himself toward the extra bedroom and the last boxes. The first box was a landmine, the items belonged to Goose. Tom carefully folded the top of the box back and carefully placed it on the shelf in the closet. He unpacked the spare linens from the second box, tucking them carefully into the dresser. The third box contained a few sentimental items from his childhood. He slid it on the shelf too. He pulled the books out of the last box and placed a few on the shelf in the room and carried the rest of the stack downstairs to the living room.
Tom climbed the stairs and slipped into the bathroom for his shower. He dried his hair with a towel and ran his fingers through it, forgoing styling product. By the time he finished shaving and brushing his teeth, his hair was too dry to style. He shrugged and started down the stairs toward the kitchen. He smiled as he smelled bacon and coffee and heard Mav humming.
Mav heard him coming and turned with a mug of coffee as he approached. "Morning Tom." He sighed contentedly, both glad to be home. Tom leaned in for a kiss, noting the minty taste of Pete's lips. When he pulled back, "You could have used our bathroom Pete, you should've joined me."
Pete shrugged, "You closed the door, I thought you might want a little space. I hear you moving the boxes this morning." Tom pressed his forehead against Pete's, "I had the door closed so you could sleep. I know you stayed up working after I crashed last night."
A light shirt of the shoulders was all Pete offered, instead ready to focus on today. "So, pancakes or french toast?" Tom leaned in for another kiss, caging Pete against the counter.
As Tom tightened his arms around Pete's slim waist, Pete's right slid up Tom's back and into his hair. Pete was used to the mixed feeling of silky soft hair held tightly together by the gel Ice used. He thought it was a perfect reflection of the man himself. On this day, he was met with only silky softness, nothing holding it rigidly in place. Pete smiled into the kiss and pulled his hand higher into the fluffy soft hair. As he lightly scratched his nails against Tom's scalp, he felt him relax a little more. Pete's smile gre wider and prompted Tom to pull away, the question in his eyes, his eyes still on Pete's lips.
Pete grinned and carded his hand through Tom's hair, "I wonder if I can keep you as relaxed as your hair today." Pete mused as he lightly pressed a kiss to Tom's neck, "That would be so nice. Just a relaxed day here, at our home."
Tom's knees threatened to buckle. He was feeling relaxed and also too far away from Pete. But hearing Pete call this house, their house, home? That melted any trace of Iceman for the day. Pete hadn't called anywhere home in so long. "Home?" He was desperate to hear it again.
Mav's green eyes twinkled, his smile crinkling the corners, "Yeah, home. With you. Our home." As they soaked in the moment, the mood was broken by the loud grumble from Tom's stomach. "Right, breakfast. Pancakes or french toast?" Mav asked again.
Tom held Pete against his chest as they made pancakes together. Mav plated them on a single plate, nodding for Ice to get the coffee. In the dining room, Pete waited for Tom to settle before plopping himself in Tom's lap. Instantly his hand returned to the soft, unstyled hair, knocking into a slightly feathered style. Tom fed Pete bites of pancake, taking his own bites between.
After breakfast, and at Tom's suggestion, they left the dishes in the sink and piled on the couch to watch some baseball. Tom was leaned back against Pete. Pete offered his own color commentary on the game, his hand gently playing with Tom's hair until he'd lulled the blonde to sleep. Mav smiled at his sleeping boyfriend, "Home. Home is good."
*slider balancing the bottle of whiskey he dared mav to down in one go*: let him continue goosey
mav, loudly clearing his throat and shaking out a VERY long sheet of paper: my dearest goose
goose, glancing up: yes?
mav, assuming a strong stance like he’s about to serenade him: my dearest nicky, words cannot express my adoration for you, nor my dedication to your side. nay, but I shall attempt anyways. your hair is silky like a really nice pillow, your eyes as deep as a river. your nose was drawn by the gods, and your mouth was painted with a rose.
goose, turning to mav’s literal boyfriend, eyes wide: you aren’t going to stop him???
ice, mav’s aforementioned literal boyfriend, turning the page in his book: if I stop him now, he’ll just start over
mav, getting louder: YOUR HANDS-