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Hey everyone!

I’ve got this fun little project in mind—a collection of Polaroid snapshots capturing the daily lives of our two favorite Top Gun idiots, Ice and Mav. I’m pairing each shot with a random song title or lyric that popped into my head, eventhough the photo itself has nothing to do with the actual lyrics. Think of it as a chaotic love letter to 80s/90s music and their dumb shenanigans.

Here are some of the ideas I’ve sketched out so far:

1.Cigarettes & Alcohol (Oasis)[completed]

2.There is a little black spot on the Sun (everyday) (The Police) – A close-up of Ice’s cheek mole. The most photogenic black spot ever.

3.American Idiot (Green Day) – Goose snapped a Polaroid of Mav doodling some rather inappropriate things on Ice’s face while he was asleep.

4.Rock 'n' Roll Suicide (David Bowie) – Ice riding on the back of Mav’s speeding motorcycle, clinging to him for dear life. One hand on Mav, the other holding his helmet in place.

5.Give ’em Hell, Kid (My Chemical Romance) – A wobbly Bradshaw clutching a bowling ball while Mav and Carol cheer him on.

Due to my lack of patience and the demands of university life, I might not be able to fully complete this Polaroid album idea. However, I still want to put this concept out there for now—maybe someday I’ll make it happen，hope you enjoy it and have fun with it!

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So the Icemav Soulmate fic got slightly out of my hands and now it has four chapters instead of three...

Here is a snippet from the third chapter featuring little Bradley, which I find kind of cute?

The third chapter will be posted soon 😉

“Uncle Mav, how come Uncle Iceman is not here yet?” His godson was standing on his tiptoes and eagerly peering out of the window, face pressed impossibly close to the glass. The kid was so excited that he was bouncing on the balls of his feet. Mav couldn't help but smile a little. He picked Bradley up and ruffled his curly brown hair.

“He will be here soon. How about you finish your lunch and take a nap? I assure you that when you open your eyes again you will see Uncle Iceman.”

Bradley nodded and let Maverick carry him to his small table set in the east wing of Goose's ward, where the broccoli lay in the bottom of his bowl.

The kid eyed those green things, his face gloomy.

“If I finished all of these…” He pointed at the bowl with his fork and wrinkled his nose. “Can you ask Uncle Iceman to hurry up?”

Mav huffed, shaking his head slightly.

Unbelievable. The guy had been around for merely two weeks, but now apparently he had become another broccoli-worthy figure in Bradley's life. (It took three years and countless games of hide-and-seek for Maverick to barely get there, mind you.)

It's unlikely Bradley had fallen for Iceman's charisma. No, scratch that. Iceman had no charisma at all. It was probably because Ice always brought a chocolate bar or a bag of M&M's every time he visited.

Sugar-coated bribery. How sly.

“Gonna be totally honest with you, kiddo. I have no idea how to reach him now. But you really should finish all of those.”Bradley threw him an unimpressed look and sighed like an eighty-year-old sage. “I can't believe that. I thought there was something that you could carry around and call each other.” He stabbed at a piece of broccoli. “Adults are useless.”

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Last song: Like Real People Do by Hozier

Favourite colour: dark teal

Last book: A biography of a great Chinese scholar called Hu Shih.

Last movie: In the movie theatre, Look Back (It's a very touching Japanese animated movie). Streaming, Hamilton (I think it's the ten-ish time I've watched the show)

Last tv show: All Creatures Great and Small (It's such an adorable show!!!)

Sweet/Spicy/Savoury: Sweet!!!

Relationship status: Single. It seems that I have lost the ability of being attracted to someone in real life...

Last thing I looked up: How to spell "Rapunzel" 🤣 She is one of my favourite Disney characters but I keep spelling her name wrong 😶

Current obsession: Top Gun, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, All Creatures Great and Small, LOTR, Zootopia, Dream of the Red Chamber, and rewatching all Pixar movies again and again

Looking forward to: I will go to Osaka soon and I just can't wait!! 🥰

No pressure tag:

@friend-lover-traitor-narrator @impasta-wall @snonkerdoodlefizzy221b @stellarskyes @needforspeed161 @took-my-breath-away @redfurrycat @pollyna

And anyone who feels like doing this!!

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Chapter: 2/3

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Category: M/M

Fandom: Top Gun (Movies)

Relationships: Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Carole Bradshaw/Nick "Goose" Bradshaw, Nick "Goose" Bradshaw & Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Tom "Iceman" Kazansky

Character: Charlotte "Charlie" Blackwood

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Dreams, Mutual Pining, Denial of Feelings, Idiots in Love, Fluff, Angst, Happy Ending, Eventual Romance, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, YES BETA!!!, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Hurt/Comfort, Falling In Love, Getting Together, Feelings Realization, POV Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Survivor Guilt, Nick "Goose" Bradshaw Lives, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Misunderstandings, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Drinking, Protective Tom "Iceman" Kazansky, Developing Relationship

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Again, I would like to say "Thank you" for a million times to my amazing beta readers, Bio @impasta-wall and Fizzy @snonkerdoodlefizzy221b. Thank you for your help, support, and all the efforts to make this so much better. This story won't be here without you and I simply can't thank you enough 💙💙

Please mind the trigger warnings for this chapter in the note of this chapter on AO3.

He was looking into a pair of pale eyes. Were they blue? Green? Brown? Or grey? He couldn't tell for sure. All he knew was that he could gaze at them for an eternity.

The eyes were bright and intelligent, exuding a cool intensity. They could see right through him, leaving his soul naked, but he felt safe and loved, like he was wrapped in a blanket on a winter day.

There were small wrinkles in the corner of those eyes - the person must've been smiling broadly. 

Were they smiling because they saw him?

They must've been, because the eyes were full of fondness, and he had never been looked at like this before–Like he was the most precious treasure in the universe.

Soft light poured down on them and a silver mist enveloped everything. They were standing very close to each other, with noses almost touching (and wasn't that a gorgeous nose), but the small distance still seemed unbearable.

Obviously the other one was thinking of the same thing, because large hands came up to cradle his face. Long and delicate fingers caressed his cheeks with such tenderness that he wanted to cry.

“So beautiful,” the person said. Their voice was muffled, but still rich and deep. “You are so beautiful, babe.”

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Also tagging (I know you didn't make the request to be tagged, but I noticed that you have expressed some interest in this story before. If you don't want to be tagged for upcoming chapters, I apologize and please do let me know!!!): @friend-lover-traitor-narrator @frozen-seagrass @mystys-spam @nyree2712 @kcsplace @randomtacoscry

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It's such an amazing feeling when someone picks up on something in your writing that you 100% intended but didn't think people would notice. Like, YES!! My writing properly conveyed the thing it was supposed to!!! You are so awesome for noticing that!!! I am so awesome for writing that!!! I feel so good about my story now!!!!

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Top Gun Fake Google Search History

Maverick's:

Who is the best pilot in this country How to change the search result of "Who is the best pilot in the country" How to grow taller at 25 Where to buy milk in California Why can't people grow taller at 25 What does snapping jaw mean in body language Does "wingman" have other meanings What does it mean when a smoking hot guy call you his wingman How can I fxxk my wingman (Safe Search off)

Ice's:

Who is the best pilot in this country Is it normal to want to kiss and kill someone at the same time Do shades really hide your line of vision Can a guy see that I want to fxxk him when I snap my jaw at him What does a gorgeous guy mean when he say you are his How can I fxxk my wingman (Safe Search off)

Goose's:

How to take care of your moustache Best anniversary gifts to your wife Best anniversary ideas Language of flowers Will a godfather's musical ability affect his godson How to deal with it when your best friend is flirting with his enemy Best "best man" speech

Slider's:

How to improve your friend's taste Is it illegal to kill your best friend's wingman Is it illegal to kill your best friend's boyfriend Is it illegal to kill your best friend's husband How to change the law to make it legal to kill your best friend's husband How to run for US president

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So, it's finally here!!! I posted the first chapter of my Icemav Soulmate AU 😉😉 There will be two more chapters to come.

First of all I want to give a huge shoutout and extend my heartfelt thanks to my amazing beta readers, Fizzy @snonkerdoodlefizzy221b, who has saved my life with the formatting, grammar, and so many other things, and Bio @impasta-wall, who has gave me so many insightful suggestions for word choices and invaluable help with the plot pacing. I simply couldn't do this without both of you, and all the remaining mistakes are mine.

I hope you enjoy this! 💙 Please do let me know if you like it or not 💙

Chapter 1

He was flying.

Hot air flew through him and melted all his senses like a hot spring melting a glacier, letting lukewarm water submerge everything in a fuzzy world. At the same time, he was falling.

He blinked slowly and found himself standing on a vast grassland, swaying lazily. He had absolutely no idea where he was, but he wasn't worried about it at all. He felt calm and peaceful with a content heart.  

He was alone until he wasn't. 

There was someone else standing on the same grassland with him–a tall, well-proportioned, and beautiful figure, but he couldn’t see them clearly. The distance felt as if it could be as close as one touch or farther than a thousand years. 

He tried his best to rub at and narrow his eyes in a vain attempt to identify the person. 

Who were they? Why did he feel like his entire being was doing some kind of tap dance with just one blurry glance at them?

The person started to walk away and his soul was suddenly torn into millions of fragments.

No! 

He followed immediately, trying to catch up. Desperately, he ran through the grass and towards the other person.

Don’t leave me. Please don’t leave me. 

Almost. He was almost there. Good, great, finally.

As he inched closer, he noticed the blonde hair, glowing elegantly under the moonlight, so he reached out spontaneously to touch it.

It was…soft. Like a piece of a cloud.

Huh. 

That was unexpected, given that it looked quite rough and hard. 

The mysterious figure turned its head. He held his breath and waited, and it was the exact moment when everything began to fade away. The grasslands cracked and the night sky collapsed.

No! Damn it. Damn it! Don't leave me! Don't leave–

Pete Maverick Mitchell awoke with a start. 

Darkness delicately hovered above him, caressing his soaking-wet hair. Maverick realized that his right arm was still held straight up in the air like he was trying to grab something. Slowly, he put the arm down and exhaled heavily.

His eyes gradually got accustomed to the blackness and the plain wall stared back at him indifferently.

Maverick always thought it was a shame that Navy carriers didn’t have portholes. Yeah, yeah. Glass couldn’t withstand the cruelty of a potential war, and some shit about structural integrity, blah, blah blah. He knew about all of that, OK?

It's just that if there was one, he would have been able to watch the peaceful ocean under a starlit sky in a moment like this – the moment when the sensation lingered on his skin even if the memory of that dream sank in the quicksand of regained consciousness.

Mav turned around to lie on his stomach and rested his chin on his crossed arms. 

So. 

That was interesting.

It seemed that the odds that he would meet his soulmate at Top Gun were quite high. He ran his hand through his raven hair.

Would it be a pretty girl who came to the O Club to hunt for sailors and pilots? Or some Navy technicians, those hot nerds? Would there be lingering glances, stolen kisses, shared breaths, and passionate touches?

A pleased smirk lightened his face–he'd always had a thing for blondes.

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The number one fact about soulmate dreams was that they were very vague at first: a foggy glance, some broken memory, some minor features at best. They usually happened before you met your soulmate, but there was no defined timeline. 

His mom had had dreams about a pair of green eyes three days before she bumped into a handsome Navy pilot and looked up into the same eyes in a grocery store. Goose – according to his own love-struck claim – had dreamt about Carole's “sapphire eyes and gorgeous hair” ever since he was twelve. It was almost hilarious to watch Goose rendered speechless when Carole glided gracefully into the dancing pool in that downtown bar five years later.

The number one fact about Pete Mitchell when it came to soulmates was…

Well.

Carole had once chirped while snuggling comfortably against her man. “I wonder who will get our Pete in the end.”

He just grinned and raised his glass from where he perched on the table. “Unlike your domestic goose here, I am an untameable soul, Carole. No one will ever dare to do that.”

Goose chortled. Carole chuckled. Little Bradley babbled and giggled although he had no idea what was going on. Mav laughed with them and continued to flirt with the one-hundredth sexy girl he had just met.

But in the endless nights, when the hustle and bustle dulled, he would toss and turn in an empty bed, starting to imagine a tender kiss blessed by the entire universe.

See, he wasn't a romantic, not at all. He was just curious about what the universe saw in him and who it thought would suit him perfectly.

Who must be so good to be deemed worthy for him and so bad that they had no choice but to end up with him? 

He was just curious, that’s all.

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tagging: @archhis

Also tagging (I know you didn't make the request to be tagged, but I noticed that you have expressed some interest in this story before. If you don't want to be tagged for upcoming chapters, I apologize and please do let me know!!!): @friend-lover-traitor-narrator @frozen-seagrass @mystys-spam @nyree2712 @kcsplace @randomtacoscry.

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(Pre-relationship) Mav: Iceman, you are so horrible that I want to curse you!! The person who you love the most will get hurt!!! (A week later) Mav (on a hospital bed, staring at Ice): Oh. Mav (tearing up): You love me. Ice: Please wear a helmet next time when you ride the Kawasaki. Mav: You didn't deny it. Ice: ...I didn't.

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Ice: Is something burning? Mav (seductively winks): Only my burning love for you, babe! Ice: Mav: Mav: The kitchen. Ice (somewhat relieved): Oh, good. As long as it wasn't the Dark... Mav: And the Darkstar.

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[Mav walks into the room, eyes ringed with fatigue] Slider: Mav, man, what happened to your eyes? Mav, suddenly shy: Oh, he is perfectly fine, though I think it is a little bit too early to call him my Ic-- Mav: OH Mav: You mean my EYES Slider: Slider: YES???

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Mav: What about the rule? Ice: You've already broke it. Mav: We have broken the first rule, yeah. Mav: But what about the second rule? Goose: I don't think he knows about breaking the second rule, Mav... Mav: What about breaking the hard deck? Buzzing the tower? Stealing a jet? Stealing another jet? He knows about them, doesn't he???

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I've been reading a lot of AMAZING fics where Ice had lived and monitored the whole uranium mission. They are so heart-breaking in the best way that Ice had to endure astronomical hardships of sending his husband and his adopted son to a suicide mission and listening to their mutual saving. It must have been so devastating for him.

I LOVE how those authors managed to depict such deep feelings. It only made the happy ending more touching.

Then I can't help but think of the fourth person in this event–Hangman. His reaction would definitely be very interesting given his complicated personality and even more complicated relationship with Bradley.

So here is my headcanon:

After debriefing, Admiral Kazansky wanted to have a private talk with Hangman.

The young pilot stood in the Admiral's office in an obviously defiant manner and didn't salute.

"You saved the day. But I hope you learnt something from the mission. I hope you learnt that you should never leave your wingman."

Hangman just sneered angrily.

"The pot calling the kettle black, sir. Remember how you refused to let me save them?"

To save Mav and Bradley. If he was late for even one second... No. He would not think about that.

"You just let them be. Heard that Mav was your wingman for a while? That's really some cold-hearted shit, sir. And now you are telling me not to leave my wingman?"

He would probably be court-martialled by saying to a four-star admiral like that, but he didn't care.

The Admiral just stared at him deeply.

Several minutes later, he began to talk.

He talked about two pilots–best of the best–started as rival and became wingmen, best friends, then life-long lovers.

He talked about pulling papers of one particular brown-eyed young man begged by a dying mother, and how painful it was for his dads.

He talked about long-drawn-out estrangement within a family and the bitter reunion.

He talked about guilt, debt, tears, responsibility, sacrifice, and love.

Hangman just listened, totally at a loss for words.

Oh my goodness. That's his husband and his son. He could only think about this over and over.

He walked out of the Admiral's office that day like he had been born again.

He surely learnt so many things.

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Ice: I love you. Mav: I love you more. Ice, angrily: No, I love you more. Mav, shouting: NO! I LOVE YOU MORE! [ten minutes later]

Ice, grabbing Mav's hair: YOU TAKE THAT BACK! I definitely love you more!

Mav, seizing Ice by the throat: In your fucking dreams Kazansky! I LOVE YOU MORE!

Slider: What the heck are they doing? Goose, holding a bucket of popcorn: Doesn't matter any more.

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Goose: Oh no, Prince Mitchell is enchanted and won't wake up!

Goose: Prince Kazansky, he needs the true love kiss!

Ice: Nah

Ice: Watch me

Ice (whisper in Mav's ear): I am the better prince

Mav (immediately sit up): Kazansky you take that sh*t back

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Maverick never makes plans. He bases his judgement entirely on intuition and just goes with his gut feeling. He didn't plan his career and life, excited at the randomness and freedom. He is flying both at the sky and on the ground.

Ice always makes plans. He is good at playing chess and thus thinks five steps ahead every time. He makes and follows the time schedule every day, arranging each meal beforehand, and never uses shuffle play in Spofity.

When DADT is repealed, they look at each other.

Mav thinks that he is gonna plan for two months for a perfect proposal and a perfect wedding.

Ice says, "Let's get married right here right now."