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More stuff about Top Gun! Steve Randel
So I know in the movie Tom Curise’s character’s call sign is Maverick and his real name is Pete, but Maverick in my opinion doesn’t fit Steve so I made it his middle name instead because I can. Call signs in the Navy and other branches come from inside jokes or characteristics of someone that the whole team agrees on. So, I’m making his call sign Wildcard mostly because all the ones I could think of didn’t sound good the more I said them out loud, plus I feel like it fits both Steve and Mav’s characters.
Doing more research while also rewatching Top Gun, the youngest you can be to start flight school to be a Navy pilot is 19 and you go through flight school for a minimum of 6 years. Now in Top Gun, Mav is 24 meaning he would have only gone for around four years unless he started flight school at a younger age. We also can assume he got into school because of his dad, so for the AU I’m making both Steve’s dad and uncle Navy pilots, his father MIA like in the movie and his uncle retired. He started flying at a young age going through flight school while also being a greaser. He never really felt a connection to flying until around the events of the rumble. He mostly worked on cars because it took his mind off of what happened to his dad until on day at the ripe age of 17 in a half, he decided to actually go to boot camp and become and actual Navy pilot in honor of his dad. Then the AU continues like the movie except for the whole him and Charlie thing, and instead him play flirting with her because he can.
I’m also scraping the idea of him leaving due to diabetes and instead making the reason he left being Goose’s death because he couldn’t stand the idea of another close friend of his dying. Then we go into him living a normal life back with the Curtis’s and Two-bit, then to the events of Top Gun Maverick.
Top Gun/Modern au! The Outsiders
Steve’s middle name is Maverick making his full name Steve Maverick Randle
What I’m thinking is he probably got bored one day and joined the Navy, went through basic Navy boot camp at 17, and served for a year but had to stop for a medical reason like diabetes or something. So he just has dog tags at 18 and depending if people pay close attention or not they’ll just ask about them. The boys definitely mess with him in the morning or any time he’s sleeping and will just yell and bang on stuff like a commander would.
Like I kid you not he just got up one day, bored out of his mind, and was just like, “Imma join the Navy” and left.
It’s like 12 AM and I keep trying to go to bed then waking up and searching things up about the Navy just to write this
just got out of exams so im treating myself
this is going to ruin me isnt it
dude sexually inexperienced ice i need more of that
No, I’m not done with the sad pictures 🥲
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?"
saw somewhere that shorter fighter pilots take the g-force better because the heart takes less effort to pump blood into the brain and im like no fucking wonder
would it be... funny... if... carole's bday... was on ... july 28th
me after reading an icemav seven minutes in heaven fic
OKAY I NEED SUGGESTIONS FOR A FIC
The fic is gonna be 5 + 1 featuring Pete & Carole siblings hc!!! It's gonna be around birthdays so its bout to be angsty but i have two ideas:
1. mav and carole having the same birthday, the five times they celebrated seperated it apart and the one time mav celebrated it truly alone.
(they dont necessarily have to be twins— could just be a coincidence that caroles baby bro was born on her birthday!)
2. 5 times mav surprised carole on her birthday and the 1 time she managed to surprised him.
(they have seperate bdays in this one)
3. kind of a take from option 1: five letters from Mav and Carole of when they couldnt attend eachothers birthdays but still wished them a happy birthday and the time after caroles death where he writes her a final letter.
tbh if u ship bradley/maverick wtf is wrong with you
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
AN EDIT OF MAVERICK TO
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?
1968
i miss my dad. i know hes out saving the country and all but i miss him. petes always crawling under my covers every other day, cant seem to get this bed bug out of my bed. i know he doesnt hear it but i can hear the things he mumbles. he mumbles for you dad.
are you there? are you still fighting? i hope you are. mama and pete and me are counting on you.
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you liar. you stupid lIAR——
(the rest is scratched out, Mav realizes. The entire page is a bunch of seemingly random scribbles, but behind it are words. Lots of words.)
top gun : maverick but edited to
TOP GUN FANDOM PLS TELL ME WHERE VAL KILMER MENTIONS ICEMANS DAD I NEED TO KNOW PLEASE
OH MY GOD???? NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW COOL THIS FUCKING IS LIKE WHAT
“we are top gun” ahh edit (i miss top gun)
guess who wrote again tee hee
Special shoutout to Cards Against Humanity
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
I love that top gun was so gay that they had to change top gun:maverick to be straight as fuck.
Did anyone else see the sexual tension between maverick and iceman? 'Cause I did and I wanna see fanfiction written about it
when you’re rewatching your comfort movie but your favourite character dies so now you realize you’re gonna have to watch them die again
This man was in his hot boy summer era.
📍 Myko yes! via joansmalls, shafferdc, chordoverstreet, candiceswanepoel
Nighttime Comfort
Summary: Bradley wakes up in a sweat after a nightmare about Mav getting shot down and you comfort him
Warnings: nightmares/flashbacks, crying, angst(?), fluff, use of Y/N
Words: 1460
❗️I wrote this all myself please don’t repost❗️
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The dagger squad got back from the uranium enrichment mission just over a month ago. Bradley was back at work only a week after he got back home. During these 4 weeks, Bradley has been having dreadful nightmares and flashbacks about the mission. You’ve only woken up to one of them, and he told you everything was okay and it was just a weird dream. You believed him and haven’t noticed anything weird since. Not until the other morning, when you came upstairs with his cup of coffee.
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Every Saturday morning since Bradley got back from his mission, you have made breakfast in bed for the two of you. This morning was no different. When you went downstairs to get the mugs of coffee, Bradley was slowly waking up but wasn’t fully awake. You had given him a kiss on the head before heading down. But when you came back up, you found him curled up on his side, wide awake but looking terrified as ever. You quickly put the mugs down on his side table and knelt down on the floor by his side of the bed. His fist was tightly gripping the duvet, and he was very tense.
"Bradley?!" Bradley, are you okay? What's wrong, baby? Talk to me, please." You frantically ask him.
He blinks a few times before loosening his grip on the duvet. You can see his muscles relax as he takes a few deep breaths to calm his nerves. You sat in silence for a minute. During that time, you reached your hand over to hold his, intertwining your fingers.
"I, uh.." he began, clearing his throat. "I didn’t want to scare you or make you worry. I’m sorry, Y/N." Bradley continued.
He sounded so sad and guilty. You weren’t sure why, though.
“Baby, what do you mean?" You asked.
"Ever since the mission.. I, I’ve been having some, uh, nightmares and flashbacks."
He paused.
"Specifically when Mav got shot down." Looking down at where your hands meet, not wanting to meet your sorrowful eyes.
"So.. when I woke up the other night and you said it was a weird dream.. it was a nightmare?"
You felt a little hurt that he hadn’t told you, but you also fully understood why he wouldn’t want you to know. When you said that, Bradley looked into your eyes, giving you a slight nod.
"Oh Bradley.. baby.. I love you so much. I need to know these things so I can help you. It makes me feel sick that you’ve been trying to deal with this alone.. I.. I want to help Bradley."
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Ever since that morning, you’ve been more attentive during the night. Bradley has had nightmares just about every night since, and you’ve woken up to help him every time. You can tell they’re starting to get less intense as well, which is a positive sign that he’s getting better. Bradley has been more open with you, which you really appreciated.
Everything seemed to be getting better until last night. Last night was Bradley’s worst nightmare.
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Time, 11:42 PM. Bradley was having trouble falling asleep, and even though you were asleep, you knew he wasn’t. You were trying to be more aware of things like this at night ever since Bradley told you about his nightmares.
Time, 12:31 AM. Bradley had finally fallen asleep.
Time: 2:28 AM. You woke up after hearing some whimpering. As you open your eyes and look around, you see Bradley slightly shaking, his face all scrunched up like he’s stressed out about something. He whimpered more; you were able to make out some words, like "no" and "Mav", You even thought you heard a "help" mumbled in there. You didn’t know what to do or how to help him yet, so you decided to gently place your hand on his. At first he jerked his hand away, but about 30 seconds later he woke up and sat up straight so fast that you thought it would give him whiplash. He starts looking around the room, breathing heavily and eyebrows furrowed. When his eyes finally catch sight of you, he locks eyes with you, and his eyes start to water.
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ROOSTERS DREAM
There’s a missile coming right for me. I released my flares to stop it. Success. But there’s another one coming for me. I try my flares, but they’re all out. Shit. I’m going to die. What is he doing? Mav was now flying over me and releasing his flares to stop the missile. Holy shit! He did it! He sav- Mav got shot down.
"MAV!" I screamed. “Mav, do you copy?!" I tried over the radio. No response. "We have to help him! Please!"
"Rooster. He’s gone." I heard Bob say to me.
"No.." I mumble to myself.
Then I felt something on my hand.. and I’m awake, back in my bed, in my room, in my house. I look around, and my eyes land on you.
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"Bradley? Bradley, look at me. Are you okay, baby?" You ask him as calmly as you could.
Next thing you know, Bradley breaks out into a sob. You felt so sorry for him, immediately wrapping your arms around him and hugging him close to you.
"Oh baby.. shh, it’s okay, you’re okay, I’m here, I’ve got you." You whisper to him as his sobs continue.
Bradley’s arms are curled up in between the two of you, holding onto the collar of the shirt you’re wearing. You rest your cheek on his head, taking one of your hands and slowly rubbing his back.
"I-I’m so sorry." Bradley chokes out in between sobs.
“Baby, it’s not your fault.. it’s okay." You calmly replied.
After a few minutes, Bradley manages to calm down enough that he can now breathe normally. You were still rubbing his back when he spoke up.
"That was the worst one yet." He said softly as another tear rolled down his cheek.
Bradley pulled back to sit and pulled his knees into his arms, dropping his head a little.
"If you think you can.. do you wanna talk about it?" You ask carefully, not wanting to scare him.
"It was just so realistic. It was exactly what happened that day.. I-.." emphasizing the ‘exactly’. He released a big sigh before continuing, "Y/N, he almost died. I almost lost Maverick. I’ve already lost my father and my mother, I don’t know what I would do if I lost Mav too. I mean, I pushed him out of my life for years, and I really regret it. But if I lost him right after we made up.. I don’t think I would ever be able to forgive myself."
At this point, you had a tear rolling down your cheek. When Bradley noticed this, he immediately started apologizing for making you cry, putting his hand on your cheek and wiping your tear away. You couldn’t help but lean into his touch and let out a breathy laugh.
You honestly didn’t know how to reply to such a sad and truthful confession from Bradley. You leaned in closer to rest your head on his shoulder and give him a big hug. Bradley loosely wrapped his arms around your waist, dropping his head onto your shoulder. You could feel the shoulder of your shirt becoming wet from his still-falling tears.
"Bradley I love you so much, I don’t think you even know. I am so grateful that both you and Maverick are back and safe.” Because if you died, I would kill you." You say the last part with a teasing tone.
You feel Bradley’s body shake in your arms as he laughs at your joke. You release Bradley from your hug and give him a sweet kiss on the lips. Your hand softly holds the back of his head as his hands rest gently on the small of your back. You pull back and rest your forehead against his, looking into his eyes.
"So.. you better now, baby?" You ask Bradley.
"Almost.. I think I’ll feel even better if you kiss me again." Bradley says while looking at your lips and back up to your eyes, pouting his lip a little and giving you puppy dog eyes. You lean your head back and laugh at his expression, but ultimately end up giving him another kiss to the lips.
When you both lay down again to go to sleep, Bradley wraps his arms around your waist and nestles his head into your shoulder.
"I love you, Bradley." You say barley above a whisper, not sure if he even heard it.
"I love you too, Y/N, thank you, my love." He replied.
Needless to say, you both ended up falling asleep with a smile on your faces.
-my child is completely normal-
no your child is absolutely obsessed with fictional pilots and is married to them in their head
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”