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Rooster (Ring)

Just learnt that another name for a cock ring is rooster ring and the PLACES my mind has taken me in the last five minutes.

Like - that is the kind of humiliating callsign story I could get behind. One of his bunkmates finding a cock ring and even if it ISN'T Bradley's, he gets so flustered, because it's not his but for just a moment he worried that it was. But no, it's definitely not. However everyone believes it is because Bradley is simply SO flustered and embarrassed.

So they call him Rooster, because their CO is never going to signoff the callsign 'cockring', but Rooster? Yeah. That'll pass. The CO is suspicious, but he lets it slide.

HOWEVER, it is Jake's cockring, and Bradshaw's fluster has him curious. So he does a little pushing only to discover that Bradshaw is definitely interested in pushing back just right.

And of course they fall into this frenemies-with-benefits thing and then just let it go when they're deployed apart from one another... However, it brings a WHOLE NEW MEANING TO THIS EXCHANGE:

"Well, anyone who follows you is just gonna run out of fuel. But that’s just you, ain’t it, Rooster? You’re snug on that perch, waiting for just the right moment… That never comes."

Then the whole sexually charged Slow ride and Jake's "I love this song!" and well I guess I have a new head canon... 🤷‍♀️

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jake is all corded muscles, body as sharp as his tongue. he takes going to the gym seriously. he drinks protein shakes and eats dry chicken breast because his body has to be in tip top shape to be the best, so it is.

bradley still has muscles and he has to maintain his fitness for the navy, but his body always has some stubborn softness clinging to it. when he's upset, he pulls out his great grandma's old recipe book, handed down to carole then himself, and makes something indulgent and delicious. and honestly? the only shakes he drinks are milkshakes so thick it struggles up the straw.

ANYWAY, this post was about how their bodies are kind of like who they are as people, because bradley is always a soft touch, big brown eyes looking at the whole world like its something good, helping strangers because it doesn't occur to him that people might not deserve help—

but it's also about jake going feral for the way bradley's body is always a little soft. the way he can bite at his hips and it gives under his teeth. the way bradley's body is proof of strength and softness co-existing fucking beautifully. (bradley doesn't exist without at least several bites taken out of him after they get together).

in conclusion: i watched bradley do his little beach shimmy a lot.

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Jake and Nat are very good friends and they decide to get married for benefits over a burger and beer at some dingy bar because 'it just makes sense, Trace. You don’t want to be slowed down by a guy. And I… nevermind about me. We can both save up and divorce when we both get out.'

Nat agrees but only because she always wanted to see what she looked like in a wedding dress without having to deal with a man afterwards.

Bradley is a big dumb dumb who thinks he missed a whole Jake/Nat romance and his heart breaks once he gets the wedding invitation because he is an idiot who is glued to his perch and now it‘s too late and he missed his chance.

He RSVPs no and has Nat standing on his porch the next morning like 'what do you mean, no. Idiot. You‘re gonna miss out on the Dagger reunion? For what?'

Bradley is still hungover because he threw a pity party for himself once he sent off the decline of the invitation and he looks properly beaten down. Nat takes a real look at him and is like 'oh my god. You finally realized you‘re in love with Bagman, didn’t you.'

Bradley feels so bad because that‘s his best friend and he‘s in love with her fiancé and it‘s all bad.

Nat rolls her eyes and shoves him inside the door, telling him to go get a shower because he fucking stinks. Bradley goes to the bathroom to do just that (and to cry a little where no one can see him being a pathetic idiot).

Nat plops down on his couch and pulls out her phone to facetime Hangman. He picks up, bedhead, sleep lines and all, glaring at the screen.

'This better be important, Trace.'

'Wedding‘s off, pretty boy.'

'Huh?' Jake sits up. The bed covers slide off and Nat‘s only human. She‘s only ogling him a little bit. Sue her. He‘s got a nice chest, is all. 'What? Why?' he asks.

'You‘ll see. Get dressed and meet me at Bradshaw‘s place.'

Jake stops in his tracks before his face goes white.

He clears his throat.

'Please don‘t tell me you guys hooked up,' he jokes, forcing a grin onto his face that‘s so far from casual and Hangman-cocky that Nat actually pities him for a moment.

She groans.

'Oh my god. You‘re just as stupid. Do what your not future wife told you and get your ass in gear!'

She hangs up and heads to Bradley‘s kitchen. If she‘s going to play cupid for these two idiots she needs another coffee to deal.

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This reminds me of a fic I read ages ago

Ice and Mav were married and it was during Ice's cancer treatments and it was all very domestic. It was about how they usually go to El Centro for the Blue Angels show but Ice was too sick but Mav of course made him feel better (not like that you ferals).

For anyone wondering the fic is I Love You Will Still Sound the Same by flyingfightingfishy ok Ao3.

This is all over Facebook so I didn’t blur his face- Officer in Pensacola Beach on the pier.

Anyway, if Mav did get a chance to fly with the Blue Angels this would be him. Or Hangman maybe.

“You weren’t supposed to go THAT close.”

“We had a bet. I won. Pay up.”

Edited to add the video. This pass is at the very end- 4:55 or so

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Okay but hear me out. Goosemavcaroleslice.

It started off as GooseMavCarole and then Mav fell head over heels for Ice, who brought along his queerplatonic partner aroace Slider. He's not interested in doing much but he's a fantastic cuddler and a great kisser when he's in the mood.

The only people not involved with each other at all are Ice and Carole, because Ice is very, very homosexual. But the two of them still hang out alone over tea or coffee or drinks or dinner to swap gossip and commiserate about being the two with the most brain cells in this polycule.

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Top Gun - Incorrect Quote 358

Maverick: Hey love, made anyone cry today?

Iceman: Sadly, no. But it’s only 13:30.

Maverick: You're off your game. I expect at least one junior officer trembling by now

Iceman: I gave a look to someone and he dropped his clipboard. Does that count?

Maverick: Barely. I’ve seen you make admirals question their entire careers with one eyebrow raise

Iceman: I’m saving my strength for the 15:00 meeting. Admiral Cain keeps calling me “Sir” like he’s not terrified

Slider: *From across the room* He’s definitely terrified, I saw him rehearse his briefing in the mirror. Twice.

Maverick: My heart swells with pride

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That was uncalled for.

i have no defense for this one, pure angst.

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I see your Brooster and raise you Radley. He realises a half second too late that he's meant to be calling him Bradley and already skipped the 'R'.

How many times do we think Jake calls Bradley 'Brooster' while he changes from calling him Bradshaw/Rooster to Bradley...?

Bradley Brooster Bradshaw...

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been feeling a lot of cuteness aggression towards pete mitchell. might have to take it out on him . crush.

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quiet.

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The funniest thing about Icemav is that they are the fidgetiest boys. You expect it from Mav, but it's less expected from Ice, even though arguably Ice might be worse than Mav -- he certainly steals more stuff to fidget with than Maverick does.

Mav is always moving. Always darting around. He talks with his whole body. Shuffling his feet. Bobbing his knees. Openly assessing every room he's in (and he tends to do this when he's in a situation he wants out of -- such as at the very beginning when they're yelling at him about taking Penny up in a jet -- because it means avoiding eye contact).

Ice is a primetime fidgeter. He's looping pens around his fingers, flipping quarters up and down his knuckles, swirling his iced vodka, screwing around with his watch. He may not be jumpy like Mav is, but he sure as hell isn't still.

Worse is that the more time they spend with each other the more they start to pick up where the other left off. Mav starts making origami out of Ice’s gum wrappers, and Ice now has a tendency to “walk-and-talk” when before he didn’t have the urge to do that — he’s just gotten used to doing it with Mav.

Seeing them sit together at a booth? The two of them can't stop. Think Goose and Slider would accuse them of being human oscillators. Goose would probably nudge Mav in the shin to get him to stop bobbing his leg, and Ron would grab Ice by the shoulders and shake him.

When they finally get together? Well. They match each other's energy and then compete over it. Ice touching one place, Mav grabbing another, just constant. At the same time, though, they also would try to settle the other. They know what's just fidgeting and what's a stress tell, even though they wouldn't have the words for that yet. Mav's hand coming up over Ice's if he's whipping a pen around his hand real fast, stilling him, maybe even replacing the pen with his hand if they're in a safe place to do so. During an argument when Mav starts trying to check out because he doesn't want to get yelled at and looking anywhere but at Ice, Ice can say, "Mitchell. Look at me," because he wants to make clear he's not about to start screaming but they do need to get through this.

Carole’s the only one who thinks to ask them directly about it when they all — Slider, Goose, Little Goose, Ice, Mav, and Carole — are all out to brunch together on one of their few mornings free.

“Are all pilots this twitchy?” Carole teases them. “Is it a requirement?”

Both Ice and Mav say at the exact same time, in damn near perfect sync: “The best ones are.” Carole and Goose burst out laughing. Slider points at them. “You two. Have been spending WAY too much time together.”

They both just shrug. Truth is, they don’t even know the half of it (though Ice imagines they’re figuring it out). As it stands, Ice hands Mav another gum wrapper, and Mav takes the pen for the check and gives it to Ice to twirl, and they remain content to fidget until they get the receipt back and can all head home.

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a silly icemav headcanon (tiny ficlet at this point since jeepers I couldn't help myself) because I have an angsty headcanon in the drafts and this is just funsies

I am a firm believer that while Ice can cook, he does not enjoy cooking.

yes, he can follow a recipe. he knows how to feed himself. he understands how it works, and by all accounts isn't even a bad cook. but to him it is absolutely a chore. he does not find any art in it, he does not find any fun in "planning a meal." if he does not have something that a recipe asks for, or if he screws something up, he is not fond of improvising and not particularly good at it -- it just pisses him off. I actually even think he'd prefer baking (at least simple items) because there's something a little more structured about that -- it's more precision and chemistry, and it all becomes the "pastry" or "cookie" or whatever and it's done. cooking you can have eight different pots and pans and the textures have to marry well together but it can't all be the same texture or else it's just not right, and it's planning at least two separate elements to make a single good meal and it's annoying. the last thing he wants to eat is the taste of his own cooking. if he could hire someone to do a single daily job for him, it would be cooking. the most attractive thing a partner can surprise him with is that they like to cook so he rarely has to (rarely because he's not an asshole -- he will cook for them for special occasions or if their day is rough, but if they enjoy cooking they are absolutely welcome to take that job off his hands). He's even more happy to assist someone in cooking, he can play sous chef, he can chop onions and stir pots and help clean up after, that's all fine. it's the process of "meal making" that drives him insane and he hates, so please, someone else do it.

enter Mav!

Mav, who does enjoy cooking. Mav who can throw together decent-tasting meals together out of a pantry that looks like it's full of dust. Mav who didn't really get the opportunity to play around with recipes when he was younger so as he gets older he just tries stuff. Yes, this sometimes leads to things that he never wants to eat again (that protein-shake-oatmeal concoction he made when he didn't have enough milk for both was like eating glue), but sometimes he comes up with real winners! (hey, turns out that you really can't go wrong with leftover chicken, frozen broccoli, and plenty of cheese). he likes that in cooking he can do a bunch of things at once and can have a bunch of things going. he even doesn't mind going to the store and planning meals, he even likes making meals for other people. when Carole and Goose were stressed out of their minds with Bradley and he happened to have the extra time, he made meals for the week for them. When he visits Carole after Goose's death, he always makes sure to have a bunch of meals prepped and frozen for her and Bradley to have after he's gone so that she can have something quick and easy when she can't do it herself (because Carole, too, likes cooking, but single mom with a kid sometimes it's just too fucking much in a day). Mav likes learning about old recipes, and also just likes playing around with stuff. He also tends to like his food spicy as all get-out, so when he eats something really fucking spicy, he asks what's in it so he can try to make the recipe himself.

I think Ice doesn't find out how much Mav likes cooking until Ice gets injured and put on leave, and Mav shows up. Mav shows up, and without permission or preamble, just starts raiding Ice's pantry so that he can cook a meal. When Ice starts scrambling, stating how Mav doesn't need to do that, and he knows how much of a chore it is, and that he fucking hates cooking and he gets if Mav does too so he doesn't need to do this -- Mav only laughs.

"Got it. You hate cooking. I don't, so how about you sit down before you end up back in the infirmary?"

And Ice does sit, and watches Maverick with kind of a clinical fascination. Mav figures out where he keeps his utensils, pots, pans, spices fine. Whistles a tune (out of tune, whether Mav has no musical talent or enjoys being obnoxious Ice isn't sure) as he does so, and seems overall not bothered by the process. Honestly, Ice is surprised that Mav has the patience to cook, but then again, it's not like he isn't constantly moving.

"Do you start every day with burnt toast or something?" Maverick asks over his shoulder.

"What?"

"I've never heard you complain about something like this before," Mav clarifies. "Are you crap at it, or what?"

Ice shakes his head. "No. I can cook. Would even cook you a meal, Mitchell, if you wanted me to." Before Ice lets Maverick tease him about that, his face going a little red, because that is far more suggestive than he meant to state -- nothing else, he'll blame it on the damn painkillers -- Ice continues, "I just would rather do almost anything else."

All Maverick says is, "Good to know," and then he continues with his process.

When he finishes up his meal, he plates it for Ice and slides it across the counter. "Eat up."

It's chicken, beans, brown rice, a bunch of sauteed vegetables in some sort of sauce. Smells good. Ice takes a bite, and confirms, "tastes good. Thanks. I owe you one."

"Nah," he brushes off Ice's last remark. Then Mav grins, impish. "Though how would you survive without me?"

Some other time Ice might make some sarcastic little comment, but he doesn't now. Lets Maverick enjoy his little victory. "You're welcome to come by and cook anytime you want."

"Maybe I'll take you up on that." Mav's eyebrow twitches up. "Though then you'd really owe me."

"Eh. I'm sure I could think of some way to repay you."

Maverick laughs. "Yeah, Kazansky. I'm sure you could."

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The first time Mav gets deployed after Top Gun, Goose is still stuck home on recovery and can't be with him. But who is there, is Ice.

They don't get a chance to say goodbye but Goose calls him at the first chance he gets and asks him, makes him promise, to look after Mav.

Ice figures that "looking after Mav" means making sure the guilt doesn't eat him alive, making sure he's good to fly, and making sure he doesn't get in trouble with a superior.

He doesn't realize his new duties go far beyond that until Mav shows up with a bruised arm and refuses to tell him the truth of how he got it. "Hit myself on the door," sure, that's why it looks like a handprint.

He resolves to do better. He fucked up once but he won't let Goose down again. He keeps an eye out, really does, watches the guys around Mav more than him, and finally notices all the looks they throw at him.

The next time someone tries to hurt Mav, he doesn't see the start of it and he doesn't get there fast enough, but he gets there. He throws a punch, scares them off and picks Mav off the ground.

Mav tries to push him away and tells him to leave him alone, but Ice pulls his arm over his shoulder and shakes his head. "No way. I've got your back, Maverick."

And this time, he knows what it means.

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oNlY 2k MoRe WoRdS

I'm a lying liar who lies

Anyway here's another snippet of the fic. I swear it's almost done. Just finishing this one scene then I write the wedding, boom. (I assume another 3k words?) Let's prey i don't crash and burn lmao

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I usually see two Hangman family headcanons—the one where he has abusive parents, and one where he has a big, loving family.

I tend to go for the latter for a few reasons:

First and foremost, I love the contrast between Jake and Bradley's families in this scenario. Bradley is an orphaned only child who spent a lot of his adult life estranged from his only family, vs. a Jake with multiple siblings and a close extended family.

The second reason is to do with Jake's character arc. I like Jake to come from a big, loving family because I find him personally more compelling when his behaviour isn't the result of trauma. He's this hot, All-American Texan who is everything society wants him to be... except that he's just as likely to fall in love with a man than a woman, and even then he's lucky enough to be surrounded by people who love him anyway. He's always been the best at everything he puts his mind to, and he's just one of those people that leads a charmed life.

And yet despite all that, when it comes down to it, Jake will do the right thing, even when it's hard, and it threatens said charmed life. He'll disobey orders to make sure Rooster and Mav make it back safely.

It's another way that Jake and Bradley are different. Bradley is an amazing person because of his tragedies. There's a voice in his head that always says, "I don't want anyone to experience what I've been through."

Jake's goodness comes from a different place. He knows what the ideal situation is and is sure of his ability to achieve that ideal situation. He's good enough to bring Rooster and Maverick home, so he's doing it.

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We all know Mav was there to support Carole until she died.

What we don't know is that Mav held her until she drew her last breath, softly singing "great balls of fire" as he wiped the tears of pain and sadness off her face.

What we also don't know is that Mav does almost the same for Ice when he's weak from chemo. They've been watching disney movies for fun because Mav likes to look at the art and Ice likes the songs. So Mav sings the pretty songs and the slow songs as lullabies, holding Ice every second and running his hands through his hair until he falls asleep in pain and exhaustion.

What we don't see is Mav leaving small kisses on Ice's forehead and cheeks and lips as he softly and brokenly sings disney songs in an endless loop with his hands in grey hair, cradling his head.

What we don't see is that Mav holds someone as they die once again, hospital machines beeping around them as he approaches still rattled from the bird strike and already shaking from his husband being in the hospital and Bradley's words because they're so close to being true.

What we don't see is Ice reaching for Mav weakly and barely being able to lift his hand as tears start to trickle down Mav's face as Mav reaches the bed and grabs Ice's hand, leaning forward to brush his lips against Ice's forehead.

We don't see as Mav leans closer, practically laying on top of his husband as he brings Ice's hand around to stay on his waist, the taller man's breathing getting softer as Mav starts singing "Beauty and the Beast"

We don't see as Ice finally fades, breathing stopping completely as singing turns to sobs, a small smile gracing the face of the now still Admiral as his husband breaks apart above him

We don't see as Mav never sings again until Bradley goes down in a plane and gets put in a medically induced coma. Mav leaning against his bed, feeling himself break completely as he holds the rest of his shattered world in his hands.

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