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One day.

I. Pretentious

Pairing: Tom "Iceman" Kazansky x OC!Nurse!Fem! (Yup I know some of you may not like it but I'm not comfortable writing with Y/N, sorry.)

Summary: The meeting between a shy, sensitive, introverted young woman and an uncompromising, cold, arrogant pilot. The meeting between the sun and the ice, the light and the darkness, the heat and the cold, two opposite beings that nevertheless everything will attract.

Warning: I plan to take your soul out of your body with so much fluff *evil laugh*. The pure love story as we all love it and melt for it. Also forgive me for the mistakes to come, English isn't my first language and i'm still improving with it.

There probably will be a taglist for those who are interested in, don't hesitate to show up to be added 🛎️.

"Oh Helen I really don't know. I think I'm gonna stay here quietly."

Her friend and colleague poked her head out of her closet and stared at her sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"What for? Is there a party planned here? If not then you have no good reason to stay locked up here alone probably moping around." She inspected the garment she had just taken out of the closet before putting it back in and continued snooping.

"I'm not going to mope about myself, where do you get that from." She giggled.

"You're going to stay here alone, it's so sad, only sad people stay home, to mope." Lisa rolled her eyes at her roommate's words, there was nothing sad about staying home and enjoying an evening alone. What Helen couldn’t understand because she was the opposite of Lisa, while she wanted to enjoy time quietly spent with herself, Helen as for her only thought to go out and persisted in taking Lisa with her. Except that this kind of evening only made her tired, too many people around her and too much noise, too much of everything for a young introvert woman like her. Helen came out of the closet with two clothes on hangers that she put flat on the bed next to Lisa.

"You're not making it easy on me with your wardrobe. We'll say this will do."

Lisa glanced at the flowing white shirt and the black tulle skirt making a doubtful pout.

"I'll get you a pair of heels, no way you're going out in your sneakers." She pretended to be crossed by a shiver of disgust before leaving the room and Lisa let herself fall back on her bed. 

"Get up and get active Liz!" She shouted from the living room on the first floor. The young woman prayed to be struck by a sudden gastro for not being able to accompany her. She then got up painfully and let herself slide out of bed, taking place in front of her dressing table, she removed the hairpins that held her bun which she had to style for work and let her hair fall in cascade on her shoulders. No, she had to, wanted to remain discreet. She grabbed a rubber band that was lying around and put her hair in a high wavy ponytail, perfect for this.

Grabbing her clothes from the bed she quickly changed and had only just finished when Helen entered the room with a wide smile stretching her lips.

"Perfect!" She approached to blouse the shirt she had tucked into the skirt and placed the high heels shoes at her feet that Lisa put on and lost her balance for a split second once perched.

"Starting tomorrow I'm looking for a new roommate."

Helen waved her hand as if to sweep away her words and pulled her by the hand to leave the room, the young woman grabbed her small purse as she passed and descended the stairs carefully so as not to find herself walking down them on her butt.

"You'll see, we'll see so many men in uniform there! It's so exciting, there's no way I'm going home alone."

"Speak for yourself." Lisa muttered to herself, glancing in the hallway mirror and sighed as she unhooked her jacket from the coat rack. "Danielle and Gina will already be here, you'll be well taken care of." She whimpered plaintively and stamped her feet like a child as Helen pushed her out of their home.

The ride to the club was silent, at least for her, silence being something foreign to Helen. Once there, she handed the cab money to pay for the ride, climbed out of the car and felt Helen put her arm around hers.

"Lisa try to smile you'll scare everyone away." She looked at her friend and a falsely cheerful smile appeared on her lips. "We'll settle for that."

When they pushed open the doors she froze for a second at the sight of all those people and her poor ears were assaulted by the music that was too loud for her taste. As the two young women made their way to the bar, they saw their colleagues Danielle and Gina waving at them in the distance, already meeting two men in uniforms. Helen giggled and put her purse on the bar.

"At least we have one advantage tonight, nurses attract men."

Great, all she had to do was invent a new job to be left alone.

"A Dry Martini!" She yelled to the bartender over the bar, loud enough for him to hear her over the music, Lisa arched an eyebrow and gave her an amused look that meant "Really?" which made her friend laugh as she shrugged and started to waddle around looking around.

"Target in sight, look at that tall, muscular man." Helen took her drink in one hand, her bag in the other and prepared to wiggle toward her target. "Be wise." She said to Lisa before frowning "No precisely in your case don’t be too wise." She addressed a wink to her before moving away and Lisa raised the eyes to the sky amused.

"It's not pretty for a young woman to roll her eyes." She heard to her left and turned her head to a blond mustachioed man.

"And what would be pretty in this case for a young woman?" Asked she to the man who began to imitate a very cliché chuckle that had the merit to make her giggle.

"I'm Goose!" He said before nodding his head in greeting and pointing to the free space next to him.

"Goose? I would feel very sorry for you if you told me it wasn't just a nickname." Lisa then stepped forward placing her small purse on the bar.

"That's my callsign." She tilted her head slightly to the side with a sorry look on her face to let him know she didn't know what he meant. "I'm an aeronaval navigator."

An "Oh" formed on her lips, then she nodded and glanced around, pointing to the crowd.

"So all these people in uniform, are they pilots or navigators?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"And do they all have such funny callsigns?" He took on a falsely indignant look.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Oh no I wouldn't dare! You serve your country uh ..." She glanced down at his uniform looking for any indication of his rank. "Lieutenant?" He nodded proudly. "It's to your credit, from now on you can have any ridiculous name you like." She teased him to add a layer and he brought his hand to his chest to simulate a blow to his heart.

"Alright Goose, why are you alone at the bar when this place is filled with young women just waiting to be wooed by a military man?" She took a seat on the leather stool next to him and asked the bartender for a cocktail before turning her attention back to the blond man who held up his ring finger to reveal the wedding ring. She pouted and nodded. "So many hearts have just been broken tonight."

Their laughter mingled together and they toasted then she waddled on her seat to better sit, surprised of so much ease of her part. It is necessary to say that he putted her at ease a lot.

"Okay, I'm curious, what are the callsigns of other of your peers here?"

"Well, for starters you see the little leprechaun running the ladies over there?"

"Wait, there's a lot of leprechauns running around the ladies tonight." She giggled and he almost swallowed his drink wrong.

"Good point! Miss?"

"Lisa."

"Well nice to meet you Lisa, my real name is Nick." He held out his arm to point to a short, pretentious-looking brown hair across the room. "This is Maverick, my pilot who is trying to win a bet."

"What kind of bet?" She turned her head towards him and when he opened his mouth to say something but paused she shook her head. "Nop, never mind I'm not sure I want to know."

He chuckled not without embarrassment and scanned the room with his eyes, pointing to men whose callsigns he would state, "Sundown, Wolfman, Hollywood, Chipper, Slider."

As she looked around the room, her gaze was drawn to a blond man at the other end of the bar, sunglasses on his nose, bringing his glass to his lips.

"Who is it?" She asked Goose without looking away from the stranger.

"Oh, it's Iceman."

She frowned, confused.

"Iceman? Is he that unpleasant?"

"Oh, it's up to you. But it's mostly to do with the way he flies." He was about to add something when the brown hair leprechaun joined them and gave Lisa a seductive smile.

"Hey there."

She looked at Goose amused who shrugged with an apologetic smile for his friend's behavior.

"He probably hasn't filled the bet yet." She said to him and Goose came to toast his glass to hers.

"Mav here is Lisa, young woman abandoned at the bar who understood who were the real men to date tonight." He said to Maverick speaking of himself which had the merit of making her laugh.

"Your approach was worth it." Nick brought his hand to his chest thanking her with a humble nod.

"Liiiiiiz!" Turning her head to her right she saw Helen happily raising her glass in her direction coming up to a tall dark-haired man who had his arm around her neck.

"Liz, you loosened up, I'm proud of you!" She threw out a little too happily, obviously tipsy. "He’s - " She glanced at the name tag of the man she was with to remember his name. "Slider."

"Slider, didn't you want to be a pilot? What happened?" Nick threw mockingly at the man.

"Goose, you such a dickhead, whose butt did you kiss to get in here?"

"Oh the list is long but distinguished."

Charming, she said to herself as her gaze passed from one to the other as they passed the ball back and forth.

"Hey Mother Goose, how’s it going?"

She turned her head as she heard the voice of a newcomer in the small group and her eyes couldn’t take her eyes off the man who had been at the bar a few minutes before, she found his eyes so beautiful that she found it hard to look away before he caught her in an obvious staring. He was even more attractive without his sunglasses, which gave him already a so sexy attitude. She bit the interior of her cheek to her thoughts to return to the present moment.

"Pete Mitchell, Tom Kazansky." Goose was making the introductions between the two pilots and she glanced at her friend who was observing the situation with a blissful look on her face, if she wasn't hammered already there she wasn't far from it.

"And who are these lovely ladies?" Tom asked, looking at Lisa and Helen in turn.

"Helen." Said the denizen pointing her index finger at herself and then pointed at her friend. "Lisa."

It was at that exact moment that Lisa's social skills and extroversion took a backseat, when she found herself surrounded by too many people and their eyes turned to her. To socialize with one person was one thing, two at the most, but this was too much, especially in front of such imposing people. She looked at them in turn like a lamb trapped by wolves and her gaze was caught by Iceman's who gave her a charming smile.

"Iceman."

"What kind of name is that? You belong to the Justice League or what?”

Goose burst out laughing, quickly joined by Maverick, Helen looked at her with her mouth open, never having heard her friend show such confidence, Slider raised an eyebrow and Iceman didn’t lose his smile amused by her reaction.

She bit her tongue, not knowing what had gotten into her. It was too much confidence for one evening, she put it down to the cocktail she had drunk.

"No, I'm just a pilot. But probably the best." He added, raising his gaze to Maverick, who was leaning on his elbows on the counter of the bar, and answered with an arrogant smile.

"What pretension, does it come with every pilot or is it in addition?"

Maverick laughed silently at this remark about his rival and Tom looked at her again with a smirk.

"Helen let's go." She declared as she grabbed her friend by the arm.

"But-”

She didn't give her time to protest. "You've had enough to drink for tonight. And I like you too much to leave you in the middle of these idiots."

Helen then followed her friend, dragging her feet, and Slider patted Ice on the back as he drank his shot in one go.

"You know what Slider, one day I'm going to marry that girl." He said as he put his sunglasses back on and chewed his chewim-gum. She had caught his eye, it hadn't taken more than that for a sudden interest in the young woman to awaken in him, and he didn’t intend to stop there.

Danger Meter [2]

》Crash《

▪︎Pairings: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Reader

▪︎Pronouns: She/Her (Fem! Reader)

▪︎Warnings: Language, also probably some inaccuracies

▪︎Genre: Soulmate Au! Angst and fluff

▪︎Synopsis: Your soulmate rarely seems to be out of the High risk zone according to your mark, which makes you worry. Oh well— you already know that the same goes for him.

Note: Thank you for the likes/reblogs/comment! I couldn't help myself so here is part 2!

》 Masterlist 》 Bradley's Masterlist

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"Crash watch yourself, there's a-"

It was probably your fault, you were to pre-occupied thinking about what happened last night that you processed Hangman's warnings a little too late.

"Shit! Birdstrike! Birdstrike!" You yelled, looking at your controls. "Left engine is on fire! Climbing!" Hangman looks at you, growing worried about you by the second. "Don't tell me she's gonna try to fucking save it." He mumbled, keeping a close eye on you.

You'd try to save the plane even though you're literally about to nosedive into the ground. Hence the callsign 'Crash'.

"Throttling back! Shutting off fuel on left engine, extinguishing fire!" You informed Maverick and Hangman. Maverick can only utter an 'Oh my god' while Hangman could do nothing but watch worriedly.

Bob felt like someone dumped an ice bucket on him as he and his fellow naval aviators listened to the radio to know what's happening on air. His insides were twisting as he wanted to do nothing but to hurl and cry.

Everyone semmed to still as they continued to listen to the radio. "Bird strike..?" Payback mumbled.

"I think I'm going to be sick." Bob uttered, he can feel his head spinning and his hands get sweaty. Pheonix shot a worried glance at him.

Rooster, who was sitting in one of the chairs looked at Bob. "Crash's your girl, Bob?" He tried to read Bob's expression. Coyote intervened, "I think now is not the right time for you to be asking that, man."

Roster nodded as he muttered out an apology to the Weapons System Officer who was intently listening to the radio. As Rooster further observe Bob, he realized two things: Bob deeply cares for you, which makes him think you know each other personally, or you're both romantically involved. And the other one is-

He sure hopes that you and Bob aren't a thing.

Rooster was pulled away from his thoughts, hearing your voice on the radio. He felt a pit forming on his stomach as you yelled, 'Right engine is out! It's still spinning-"

'Crash! You can't save it!' Hangman's voice was heard through the radio. All of them perked up, they never heard Hangman scared before. Not even once, and the fact that he was worried for another person— considering he's Hangman, he'll leave you out to dry.

Rooster's worry grew by the second for his fellow pilot. He ran his hand through his hair, an action Coyote noticed, and without fail he saw something he thinks that's hard to believe.

Rooster's mark was an angry shade of dark red.

Coyote was stunned, his eyes widening as he tried to process his thoughts over yours, hangman's and maverick's shouting over the radio.

"No fucking way.." He breathed out, aviators beside him thought he was talking about what's happening over the radio. Boy were they wrong.

'I can't control it! I'm going down! I'm going down!' Panic and terror laced in your voice, Rooster can feel his chest tightening as he looked down and laced his hands together, finally noticing something wrong with his mark.

The stripe was almost black.

It can't be, what's happening? He looked at it, and looked back to the radio. His head was racing different thoughts per minute. He felt his breathing got labored as he tries to calm himself.

"No.. no.." Bob mumbled, clearly distraught as Pheonix offered a comforting squeeze on his shoulder.

Right, you and Bob are probably soulmates. He needs to put that into consideration, maybe it's just a coincidence? But, having your soulmate's danger meter almost turn black is rare. He read about a study that found out people who's soulmates have a high risk job (i.e being in the military) are reported to be the one experiencing red and black marks.

You— a naval aviator who's about to crash, and him, who's mark is almost black.

'You can't save it! Eject eject!' They heard Maverick yell as Hangman told the same thing. 'Crash! don't you dare join your jet crash!'

'Eject eject eject!'

Taglist [Closed]: @auszimbo

I.R.I.S // Jake Seresin

Summary: When Jake Deadman Seresin spilled some drinks on you at the Hard Deck, the last thing he thought would come of that would be an entanglement that could ruin his entire career.

Warnings: Age Gap. Jake Seresin x Younger!Mitchell Reader. Smut! (18+ Content) Bradley Bradshaw x Platonic!Mitchell reader.

Chapter One: Hangman Head // Jake gets a blowie in the car park after he spills his beer on you, only to find out he’s your TopGun Instructor.

Chapter Two: Locker Room Meltdown // Jake has an existential crisis in the men’s locker room.

Chapter Three: Shower Sex // You and Jake come to an agreement that ends up with you both caving and getting into more trouble in a spare shower stall.

Chapter Four: Backyard Brodown Barbecue // After being lured into your bedroom to receive some of the best head of his life. Jake is subjected to your mischievous ways around your dad and uncles.

Jake Gets Distracted

Chapter Five: Premeditated Murder // You send Jake a risque picture of yourself while he is sitting in the Rec room with your dad.

Chapter Six: hiding In Plain Sight // After a confrontation turned sour which turned into you giving Hangman head under your dads desk, you overhear something you probably shouldn’t.

Pre Flight fight

Chapter Seven: H_ngm_n’s Sleep T // Mav goes to investigate why you haven’t gotten out of bed on a morning you have to be on base at 8am. Only to discover you’re wearing a certain someone’s shirt.

Chapter Eight: Lunchtime Lovers // When Jake finds out you quit the TopGun program, he goes to your house—only then does he realise he forgot his lunch.

Are Iris & Deadman exclusive?

Chapter Nine: The Mitchell Effect // You and Jake make things a little more official and Jake confirms his suspicions. He’s addicted the the thrill of being found out.

guysssss, im reluctantly creating a new masterlist… for a fictional character at that (ew).

ANYWAYS- i kinda fell down a rabbit hole and found a bunch of really excellent bradley bradshaw fics that were too good not to share… so yeah? i apologize and you’re welcome 😉

MITCHELL | Jake Seresin

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭❞

━In which Top Gun best aviators are reunited for a mission, unexpected encounter of the man who always leaves his wingman alone and a dangerous woman aviator who happens to be Pete "Maverick" Mitchell's daughter.

INTRODUCTION

Y/N "Ciel" MITCHELL

JAKE "Hangman" SERESIN

Additionally...

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell

Tom "Iceman" Kazansky

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace

Robert "Bob" Floyd

Rueben "Payback" Fitch

Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

Javy "Coyote" Machado

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╰─➤ DISCLAIMER

I don't own Top Gun and Top Gun Maverick. Credits to the artist, director, etc.

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╰─➤ EPIGRAPH

❝Call sign? Oh you're a pilot❞

❝That's right, a naval aviator.❞

❝I've gotta be at work very early in the morning.❞

❝Then what are you doing here?❞

❝Lieutenant Mitchell you're late.❞

❝Apologies sir.❞

navigation / info

hi! i prefer to go by lena on here. i am: 24 years old, bi, white, demigirl, enfj, leo, & living in the usa.

i casually write as my schedule and mind permits, but i am open to “_ x reader” requests for:

top gun (bradley “rooster” bradshaw, robert "bob" floyd)

outer banks (all pogues & sarah)

all members of seventeen

i reserve the right to deny any requests i do not feel inspiration for or i deem inappropriate. minors are NOT allowed on my page, THIS IS AN 18+ SPACE ONLY!

18+ requests are welcome, but only off of anon so i can verify it is not being requested by a minor.

please do not copy, repost, or translate my works.

current library

jj maybank (outer banks)

sweet nothing (mild hurt/comfort)

studying with jj (mild hurt/comfort)

early mornings with jj (fluff)

kim mingyu (seventeen)

bringing your daughter to a music show filming (fluff)

helping you eat (comfort/fluff)

bradley "rooster" bradshaw (top gun: maverick)

life for two (angst/comfort)

open arms (slight angst/comfort)

as usual (fluff, slight angst/comfort)

in a world of boys (angst/comfort)

i’ll look after you (slight angst/comfort)

robert "bob" floyd (top gun: maverick)

tee shirt (comfort/fluff)

jake "hangman" seresin (top gun: maverick)

*NEWEST* through the storm (hurt/comfort)

life for two

pairings: platonic pete "maverick" mitchell x kazansky!reader, bradley "rooster" bradshaw x kazansky!reader

word count: ~0.6k

warnings: pregnancy, allusions to grief, top gun: maverick spoilers, allusions to anxiety and ptsd

a/n: there is an incredibly detailed collection by @ofstoriesandstardust revolving around a mitchell!reader x rooster where her godfather is iceman, but i have been pondering the idea of if the roles were reversed for a hot minute. i VERY highly recommend reading through the same mistakes-verse if you are a tg:m fan as this collection does an incredible job of expanding upon the characters we love so much from a different perspective. but this is my little self-indulgent spin on things.

song inspo: life for two by brandon jenner

A light knock broke Maverick’s focus on the reports scattered across his desk. The captain peered up to spot his intruder, eyes softening at the figure standing timidly in the doorway.

“Frost,” Maverick chimed. Her presence was always a welcome one, to be sure, but her demeanor was worrying to him. Ice’s daughter had always stood with as much pride as her father did in his earliest days at Top Gun. There was something off about her now, with her shoulders slumped and her fingers fiddling at her sides. Rather than a grown woman, Maverick thought he was looking at a frightened child.

“Uncle Mav,” she tried, voice already shaking. What had happened? How had his goddaughter been reduced to such an open state of fragility? Not even on her father’s funeral day did she let her resilience go. Maverick crossed the room in quick strides before tugging her inside and shutting the door behind them both.

He let her get settled on the small couch before sitting beside her. Maverick’s eyes didn’t budge from their fixation on her worrying expression. Frostbite couldn’t quite meet his gaze. Her hands continued to fidget frantically, wringing back and forth in an attempt to steady herself. Still, not a drop of her nerves relented.

Maverick tried calling out her name. He was now getting scared. Ice reacted similarly when telling him his cancer had come back. Was similar glum news awaiting him at the end of this conversation? “What’s going on, kid? Talk to me.”

At last, Frostbite looked up at her godfather. Tears were beginning to break along her lashline. It sent a cold shock through Maverick. But before he could press further, she spoke. “I’m pregnant.”

Oh. Oh. The news itself wasn’t entirely jarring. His goddaughter and godson had been together for quite some time, happy as can be. What was jarring was the fear that seemed to freeze one of the most fearless people he’d ever seen.

Maverick offered a soft smile in response. “Frost, that’s great. You’ve wanted kiddos for you and Bradley since you were kiddos.” He gently clapped a hand on her shoulder, feeling the muscle tense beneath his touch almost instantly. 

“What if he doesn’t want it?” Every word came out shaking. “What if he does, but another deployment comes up? What if he never makes it home?” Some of the tears Frost had been holding back slipped down her paling cheeks. Doubts and worst-case scenarios had been running marathons in her mind ever since that little plastic stick showed two dark lines. Giving voice to these ideas was only making them seem that much more plausible.

Frostbite did not give Pete the time to counter before she went on, her next words chilling him to the bone. “He should be here.”

Maverick knew she did not mean Bradley. Sure, Sarah was still ever-present and well in their lives even in the face of ultimate grief. But what little girl imagined going through a pregnancy without her father there? Walking down the aisle at her wedding without his arm linked through hers? Raising his grandchild who would never know his warm embrace?

A sob brought him back to the moment. Frostbite was bent forward, hands pressed against her head as her body shook with every cry struggling to surface. It broke his heart to see her, even now, trying to hold some composure.

“Come here,” he beckoned. Maverick softly tugged her to lean against his side, arms wrapping around her trembling form. Frost tucked her face against his jacket as she finally let go of all she had been holding back: all of the sadness, anger, denial, and resentment that came with grief.

Pete held her close, letting some tears of his own fall as the pair grieved for the man who tied them together.

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i might write a part 2 where frostbite actually tells bradley that she is pregnant but this is all my mind will let me get away with for now. i hope someone enjoys >.<

Goose didn't die

Characters Bradley( Rooster), Y/n and Nick ( Goose)

Y/n : DAD BRADLEY IS BEING MEAN TO ME AGAIN!

Bradley: I AM NOT

Poor Goose who doesn't want to pick a side

Nick : Go tell your mother

Y/n : I did and she said to tell you

Nick: CAROLE OUR KIDS ARE FIGHTING AGAIN!

Characters Nick Goose Bradshaw, Bradley rooster Bradshaw, Y/n Bradshaw and Carole Bradshaw

Y/n is 4 and Bradley is 6

Y/n up past her bed time

Y/n : dad I had a bad dream can you read to me?

Nick: of course my little princess

An hour after Nick got Y/n back to sleep

Bradley: daddy

Nick : what is it buddy?

Bradley: I thought I heard a sound under my bed will you come see?

Nick : of course buddy.

3 hours later

Y/n & Bradley: daddddddd.

Carole: kids let your poor father sleep

Idk what haters think I think Carole is hot

I mean look at her she beautiful

A mother's dying wish.

Pairing Nick Goose Bradshaw x wife reader. Bradley bradshaw x mother ( Bradley's mother) reader

Summary Y/n has throat cancer like her brother Iceman only problem is she doesn't make it as long as he does and she has one last request for Maverick and Ice.

Warnings death, throat cancer, shit writing because it's almost 2 am and I could sleep oh and mentions of being in the hospital

none of the gifs belong to me.

" Hey Y/n how are you?" Maverick a good friend of mine. " I'm as good as I can be right now. " I replied holding Bradley in one arm and trying not to fall apart in front of him. I had just lost my husband and Bradley had lost his father but he was to young to understand that.

"Here I'll take Bradley and you can have some alone time with Goose." Maverick said and I agreed. I fell infront of Nick's grave. " Hi my *cough cough* love I *cough cough cough * miss you. " I said my throat hurting. " Y/n?" A voice asked from behind me. " Hi Icebro. " I replied. " You’re not ok are you?" Iceman asked. " Not even a little." I replied. " I'm trying to stay strong for Bradley but between the heartbreak of losing Nick and my throat cancer I don't know how much longer I'll last. " I said breaking down in Tom's arms. Tom just held me. It reminded of when we were younger he'd always hold me when I was upset.

6 years later so Bradley is now 10

Y/n in the hospital. " You'll be ok right mommy?" Bradley asked. " Of course I will my little crazy Rooster. " I said. " Thank you for bringing him to see me Icebro. " I said and gave him a sign to leave because I wanted to talk to Mav alone. " Of course sis. Come on Roo let's go get ice cream. " Iceman said. " But I want to stay here with mom!" Bradley replied. " We can come back after we get ice cream. " Iceman said and Bradley agreed. Neither of them knowing that would be the last time they both saw her alive.

" Mav I need you to promise me something. " I said in what was barely a whisper. " Anything. " Maverick replied. " Promise me that you won't let Bradley become a pilot. I don't want him to die like his father. Tell my son and brother I love and I'm sorry. Mav this is for you Thank you for always being there when I needed you the most. " I said.

And with that I took my final breath finally joining my Goose after 6 painful years without him I would finally get to see him again.

Muse Food

Pretty sure I may have found Jake "Hangman" Seresin’s long lost brother/twin 😂 Hopefully folks find their muses well fed 😁

Meet actor Tom Hopper!

Muse Food - Fic Idea

Not sure if this will speak to anyone, but if it does please take the idea and run with it!

Inspired by the song: “If You Love Her” Forest Blakk

This can work with a number of contexts/pairings - to me it seems perfect for the Top Gun fandom, essentially Character A (Rooster for example) writes Character B (Hangman for example) a letter to be read if anything should happen to them (the lyrics to the song). Maybe it’s about their sister or their girl, whomever they’ve asked Character B to take care of if something happens.

Lyrics:

Take it If she gives you her heart Don't you break it Let your arms be a place She feels safe in She's the best thing that you'll ever have

She always has trouble Falling asleep And she likes to cuddle While under the sheets She loves Pop songs And dancing, and bad trash TV There's still a few other things

She loves love notes and babies And likes giving gifts Has a hard time accepting A good compliment She loves her whole family And all of her friends So if you're the one she lets in

Take it If she gives you her heart Don't you break it Let your arms be a place She feels safe in She's the best thing that you'll ever have She'll love you If you love her

On days when It feels like the whole World might cave in Stand side by side And you'll make it She's the best thing that you'll ever have She'll love you If you love her like that

Kiss her with passion As much as you can Run your hands through her hair Whenever she's sad And when she doesn't notice How pretty she is Tell her over and over So she never forgets

Take it If she gives you her heart Don't you break it Let your arms be a place She feels safe in She's the best thing that you'll ever have She'll love you If you love her

On days when It feels like the whole World might cave in Stand side by side And you'll make it She's the best thing that you'll ever have She'll love you If you love her like that

She'll love you If you love her like that She'll love you If you love her She'll love you If you love her like that

She'll love you She'll love you She'll love you She'll love you If you love her

On days when It feels like the whole World might cave in Stand side by side And you'll make it She's the best thing that you'll ever have She'll love you If you love her like that

I am rewatching the sound of music and maria and the captain just got married right. There is this Icemav fic I love and they say the lines "Who should I ask for permission to marry you" "well the children" The children" and that's a line from the movie and I love it so much!!! 🥲❤️❤️❤️

Edit: So I am trying to find the post right, but between the tags I can remember and the insanity that is my ao3 history I am having a hard time. But the crazy thing is, I find a totally different not related top gun sound of music crossover.

Please somebody write it, I need it. PLEASE!!!

Can you imagine the daggers somehow getting ahold of Mavs service record or file or smth?? They would be either extremely impressed, or devastated at al their dagger dad has gone through and achieved. Maybe both.

I have a soundtrack on Spotify of songs with planes or songs I heard in a top gun edit its my pride and joy

A song: *has even the smallest mention of planes/flying*

Me:

This scene is not nearly talked about enough. You CANNOT tell me they made this bet before and Mav flirted with a guy before, I mean look at that smirk he gives when goose specifies. I need someone to write that for me, I can write fanfic for shit but I want this.

So the phrase "are you a friend of Dorothy?" (You know the Wizard of Oz, Dorothy Gay Icon), is a phase used in the 80's as a question you ask someone to see if they are lgbtq. Think of it as a simpler handkerchief code. Essentially a bunch of Navy men used it right, I totally need to see this in a top gun fic, if it's between two main characters or side characters or in the background i need to see this. And you know if the daggers hear this, and they are so confused cause you know gay 80's Bradley was probably one of the only one alive, and you know he's got uncles and parents who were 80's gay.

I'll leave it at Iceman

Im begging of you please don't take my man

Iceman: *Wearing dark sunglasses in the bar, staring intensely at Mav and Charley on a date*

Maverick: Jesus Christ, he can't let up even when we're off duty, probably gonna lecture me tomorrow about how I'm not following the approved beer drinking regulations, or some bullshit.

Iceman, internally: Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Joooleeeeeeene...