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A sharp gasp of breath.

Green eyes flashing open. Shock and confusion clouding them immediately.

The man sat up slowly, still holding onto his chest. He was in awe at what he saw. Tall, golden grass stretched as far as the eye could see. The sky a brilliant blue with fluffy, blue clouds overhead.

He rose to his feet and took in a deep breath. The air smelled clean, yet sweet. The faintest aroma of honey drifted along the breeze that rustled the grass. Was he alone? Meant to endlessly walk this space forever? Where were his friends, and family? His husband?

One. Two. Three steps forward. That’s when he heard it.

A muffled call.

Another voice.

Pete Kazansky-Mitchell whirled around and came face to face with Tom Kazansky.

His breath caught in his chest. Was this real, or an illusion of the afterlife? A trick his own mind was trying to play on him. Pete hesitated as he looked Tom up and down. All the age had worn away. His gray hair was blonde again with those frosted tips Ice always loved. Tom wore the most casual and lightest clothes that had the signature Admiral look.

And feathered wings. Massive and white, folded behind his back without adding any extra weight.

“Pete.”

He heard Tom’s voice. It was closer now. Pete looked down. What if this wasn’t real? What if it was just some horrible, beautiful trick?

“Pete.”

A hand gently slides under his chin and lifts it slowly. Pete stilled. His wide eyes met Tom’s warm ones. Real. He was real.

“Tom,” He choked out, “It’s really you!”

“You followed me too quickly, Mav.” Tom whispered softly.

Pete shook his head. He followed at the right time for himself. Tears spill down his cheeks as he fell into his husband’s arms. They held each other for the longest time, just existing together in this space.

“Your wings are beautiful.” Pete murmured against Tom’s chest. “Like a dove, or an angel.”

“So are yours, except more like a Sparrow.” Tom chuckled, his fingers moving in between the feathers that Pete didn’t even know he had.

He whirled around trying to get a glance at these wings. The constant spinning in circles had Ice snickering with amusement until he finally stepped forward to help. Maverick gasped as he saw his wings. A rich brown that they were almost black, with lighter hues on the feathered tips. His wings flared out. Pete couldn’t help but smile.

“This is fitting for us… being Pilots once, and all that.”

“And all that.” Tom nodded with an amused snort. A sound that earned him the most playful and soft nudges. “Want to go for a fly, Maverick?”

Boy, did he ever! Wings of his own. No one could ground him here. No one could take them away and ever make him feel inferior. This place was lighter. Happier. “Absolutely, let’s go.”

Tom pressed a soft kiss to Pete’s lips, before gliding up into the sky and motioning for him to follow. Although his takeoff was a bit rocky, Mav was a natural. Just like flying a jet in some odd ways. His wings beat with power that carries him up into the clouds.

He swoops, glides, and hollers with a joy he’d rarely been able to feel. Nothing held him back. As he caught up to Tom, the latter swooped back down. Pete grinned and mimicked the action. The two men swirl around each other in a downwards spiral until flipping upright and into each other’s arms.

“I love you, Tom.” Pete whispered to his husband.

“I love you, Pete. Forever and always.” Tom murmured back.

They kiss again. Slow. Gentle. Reverent.

There is no pain here. No strife. No judgement. Just two Pilots who love each other. Two men whose souls are forever intertwined.

Author Note:

Sorry this one is poorly written. I do better with sad things than happy, but I wanted to give this a shot… 😅

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Two figures laid on a bed together. The elder wrapped in the younger’s arms.

Pete watched as his husband had started to fade. Slowed breaths, subtle movements. He held Tom tightly as the sun began to set on the horizon.

“Are you scared?” He whispered softly. Tom shook his head slowly.

“I am at peace in your arms, Pete.”

Pete felt his throat tighten. He continued to hold on as if clinging to Ice would keep his soul tethered to his body. By the early morning hours, Tom’s chest had stopped rising and falling. He was gone.

Wet trails stained Pete’s face for hours after his husband’s last breath. He cried in pain, in loss, in grief. How was he supposed to do this without his wingman? The love of his life? The one who grounded him and made him feel safe, and whole.

Morning came quickly. The sun rising over the horizon just as it fell hours ago. Pete looked down at Tom. His body still warm from being clung to all night long. “Take me with you,” Pete whispered, brokenly.

He knew that Ice would want him to live on. To be there for everyone, especially Baby Goose. But… Pete just couldn’t. He stared at his husband with a type of brokenness that couldn’t be fixed. The pain started slow but gradually increased.

He grasped at his chest.

Too tight.

Too painful.

His heart snapped. Pete didn’t fight it. He was at peace.

Later that morning, paramedics found the two men snuggled together. They knew Tom passed away from his sickness, but Pete? His death was caused by Takotsubo Cardiomyopathy. Broken Heart Syndrome. A mirror to a heart attack.

His heart couldn’t take the pain and stress of losing Tom. So, it chose an act of agonizing grace.

[maellekazanskymitchell]

Just started playing Mecha BREAK and there is a Striker called Skyraider that can transform into a fighter jet.

Y’all don’t understand how hard I’m trying to not write a fanfic about Ice and Mav being futuristic mecha pilots and they both have this Striker frame.

And after each mission they go rest together in their private room with the nice steamy shower. Oml. 😭

I designed my own character after how I believe their daughter would look like. Don’t hurt me.

I wish I could draw so I could DRAW THIS but I lack that ability. 😭

[maellekazanskymitchell]

Hey so

What if Ice is actually good at dancing so while at the clubs or bars he’s just grooving to the music and then in comes Pete Mitchell just dancing like a mad man and having the time of his life. Over the course of Top Gun as Tom and Pete are falling deeper in love, Tom starts joining him on the dance floor. He matches his “perfect” dancing to Pete’s “erratic” dancing so it all flows smoothly and he gets to dance with his secret boyfriend

But then LATER AS THEY’RE TOGETHER for a long time, Pete finally learns to slow down because he can do that with Tom

And so at their wedding, their song together is a slow dance

And then later it becomes fun songs for dancing because Pete still wants to boogie and Tom is right there with him

Ok byeee

[maellekazanskymitchell]

This is literally such gorgeous IceMav art. I love how wholesome they are and how gentle they are with each other.

What do we want?! Old married Icemav growing even older together!! When do we want it?! A L W A Y S!!

Funny anecdote: I only realised the way Mav was leaning on Ice's right leg (closest to the camera) in the sketch made it look like he was very brazenly getting a... good handful of his husband, so to speak. Alas, that was not the vibe I was going for so now it's wholesome again uwu

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"Uncle MAV, it's unFAIR! I want to fly with you :<"

"Don't worry, baby Goose, you will ☆ Make sure those wings grow big and strong and you'll outfly me in no time!"

In a roundabout way, this is @torchflies ' fault 😌 if you've been keeping up with their stellar wingfic you'll know why I wanted some fluffy pics of The Gang involving wings ♡

[maellekazanskymitchell]

Wait so has anyone made a fanfic or fanart or au or even discussed:

Merman Tom “Iceman” Kazansky and Merman Pete “Maverick” Mitchell??

I know they’re Pilots but they’re in the NAVY and they’re around water. What if one day, Pete sees Ice swimming around and he just sees this brilliant, white tail. So he joins and much to Tom’s surprise, Pete has a smoky black tail and then they just start swimming together

Like there are probably so many plots that could come out of Mer!Iceman & Mer!Maverick

Or like what if Mav is a Mer and he’s kept it a secret until one day, he’s pushed into the water and transforms. Ice sees this and moves to protect Mav rather than hurt or capture him.

Or Mer Mav washes up on the beach one night and Human Ice takes him in to help him and then maybe Ice falls in love and he doesn’t want to be without Pete so he sacrifices his human body to become a Mer as well. OR VIS VERSA WHERE MAV GIVES UP HIS TAIL TO BE WITH TOM FOREVER idk

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Could anyone imagine Mav and Goose taking a vacation to Hawaii one year and they learn how to do Hula dances (which are gorgeous btw). Mav is actually really good at it but he doesn’t show off this skill to anyone after the vacation.

Fast forward to when Mav and Ice are dating. One night at the bar, the theme is Hawaii and a Hula song starts playing. Mav, drunk as fudge, starts to Hula dance.

Ice is just staring with a beer in hand, eyes wide behind his aviators. He’s captivated by how smooth and perfect Mav is moving with the music. Everyone else is just having a BLAST and laughing and trying to copy Mav.

The next morning, Mav wakes up with a massive hangover and asks Ice what happened. And all Ice can manage to say is that he fell in love further with Mav.

Mav is so confused but he doesn’t find out what he did until Slider tells him that afternoon. He was morbidly embarrassed but Ice tells him not to be and that it was gorgeous and sexy.

So now on rare occasions, Mav will Hula dance for Ice in their little home because he can be is fullest truest self with his boyfriend.

…

Anyone…?

Just me…?

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When Ice and Mav get married, imagine they do the first look for each other but when it’s Ice’s turn to see Mav, he turns around and its Slider in a wedding dress. And it only becomes funnier because Ice planned the same thing so when Mav turns around, it’s Bradley in a wedding dress as well. The whole wedding party is just cackling.

But then, Slider and Rooster step aside…

Tom and Pete see each other all dressed up, matching colors, heavy love in each other’s eyes.

Pete can’t help but tear up, and he can see Tom’s emotion being held back just barely.

They then rush to each other, and hug tightly.

“Enough delaying this,” Ice murmurs

The admiral has spoken, and the wedding will immediately commence.

[maellekazanskymitchell]

Broken Heart Syndrome is when a person’s heart can’t handle the pain and sorrow of losing their loved one. Mostly, an older spouse who loses their other half. This mimics a heart attack in ways.

In another universe, Mav and Ice are married. Ice still gets sick and he passes away. Mav can’t handle this. He lost Goose, he lost other friends he served with… but Ice? He couldn’t handle losing his husband, and his best friend. So, Pete suffered from broken heart syndrome and passed not even a day after Tom.

People mourned him, of course.

They bury Mav in the plot next to Iceman. The pin of golden wings embedded in both caskets.

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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something