Eilien

She/her | 18+ | Eilien on AO3

[icemavman]

what i love about the top gun movies is that the plot is very much Contained. you have all these characters and you only know a few key facts about them (at best) and then Nothing Else.

you can make shit up. who says they don't have kids? spouses? where the hell are they from? you don't know

[themissingmango]

🛫❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🛬

[periodicallypurple]

Thought this might help others who struggle when writing. I know I get in my head too much.

[astagsart]

they must be touch starved bc how can you be cuddling up on men when ur always in that damn jet???

[themissingmango]

[fellshish]

i feel bad for people who don’t read fan fiction. imagine only having canon

[themissingmango]

[tgmsunmontue]

When my blog becomes too text heavy and I go looking for gifs to insert to look at. I am adding enrichment to my enclosure.

[tockthewatchdog-deactivated2020]

top gun is great because tony scott was like “i want to make a movie about sunsets” and the us navy was like “No you’re gonna make recruitment propanganda for the navy” and val kilmer was like “the studio has tricked me, juilliard trained val kilmer, into being here, so i’m going to portray a closeted homosexual” and tom cruise was like “i’m in a ray bans commercial!”

[topgunidiot]

@topgun40fest Day 4: Aviation

What can I say. I got into top gun because I love planes and flying so much... today's theme feels tailored for me.

Can you tell I drew this while watching Interstellar? Can you tell "No time for caution" was playing in the background when started going wild on this ??? Hopefully yes.

ALSO. OMG GOING TO SEE TOP GUN 1986 IN THE CINEMA TONIGHT. ILL SEE YOU AT THE MOVIES :D

[death2toby]

@topgun40fest Day 1: Colors

what if they got a secret house off base and could choose paint colors :)

(don’t @ me abt their color choices ok my pencil selection is limited lol)

[topgunidiot]

@topgun40fest Day 1: Colors <3

Forever and ever associating Mav to the color blue... Maybe not my most creative take, but it's just how it is in my brain. I hope you guys will like that little piece, it's not much but it's honest work :)

[bradshawsbaby]

Bradley and Maverick: Then and Now

[the-music-maniac]

The two most common fanfic backstory explanations for Jake Seresin as a character cracks me up.

1. He has an awful, potentially homophobic family that treated him like shit, and that's why he is Like That™

2. His family are literal angels on Earth. He is simply just Like That™

[those2fireboys]

i fear im still in the restaurant

[caystar13star]

One of the 86 flyboys is definitely a congressman 😂

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[ladyeilien]

Ooooh ‘Part Fae!Mav’ 💡🫖 do tell

This answer is also for @death2toby who also asked about Part Fae!Mav.

For 💡: I first thought about this idea while trying to come up with good reasons for Mav to pull Bradley's papers. Because, yes, we all know he promised Carole, but it was a pretty shitty thing to do and well... promises can (and sometimes should) be broken, especially if there are good reasons to do so. And then I thought... well... what if he can't? What if no matter if he wants to do it or not, ha has to go ahead and fulfill the promise? And well, if you say you're gonna do something and then you don't, that's kind of lying; so maybe what happens is that Mav cannot physically lie. And maybe he cannot lie because he has some fae blood, and that's how the idea of a part-fae Mav who cannot physically lie and no matter what has to fulfill all his promises came to life.

🫖 now for the snippets. I'll give two since both of you asked for one:

“Mav!” Goose shouted from the opposite side of the bar, waving at him to come closer.

There was a blonde woman hanging on Goose’s arm and looking at Goose like he could do no wrong. Mav could hear her laugh – loud and happy – from where he was.

“So you’re the famous Maverick,” she exclaimed once he came closer.

“And you must be the famous Carole. Goose has not shut up about for a second you since I met him, and I must say pictures do not make you justice.”

She laughed and balanced on her tiptoes to leave a kiss on Goose’s cheek. “I like him! Go get us a drink.”

“Your desires are orders, Honey,” Goose said, giving her a quick kiss and disappearing towards the bar.

Carole stepped closer to him and threaded their arms together and murmured, “He loves flying with you, you know? He will never admit it, but he was kind of nervous about getting paired up with a pilot until he met you. That night, after your first flight he call me and told me you were the best and craziest pilot out there, and that he didn’t want to go up with anyone else ever again.”

Mav smiled – he was going to give Goose so much shit about this later on. “Well, it’s settled then; from now on, I’ll be the only pilot he’ll fly with, and he’ll be the only RIO I’ll ever f—” His voice failed him mid-word, and he closed his eyes to steal himself.

Someone started playing the piano somewhere on his right; Goose, he realized as the first notes of Great balls of fire reached his ears.

“Oh, no,” Carole sighed, slightly squeezing his arm and walking away.

He stayed rooted in place. He’ll be the only RIO I’ll ever fly with. That was what he meant to say… and couldn’t. It was a stupid thing to try to say – he knew that – there was no way they could spend their whole career only flying with each other. But… but Mav was going to be the only pilot Goose ever flew with; he had said that. Retirement, he decided – Goose and Carole wanted children and it was difficult to raised a family in the Navy; Goose would surely retire before him. He could prod; he could try to say it aloud and see… Prodding was never a good idea, though; that was a lesson he had learned a long time ago. At the piano, Goose scooped Carole into his lap, and continued singing. Please, God, Mav thought, let it be retirement.

And a second, happier one:

“So, what did they said?” Mav asked, sitting next to Ice and grabbing his hand.

“That they’ll know more after surgery,” Ice told him, his voice was shaky and small and Mav hated it. “They’ll remove as much as they can and take out one of the lymph nodes on my neck to check… to check if it has spread.”

“Hey, look at me,” Mav said, cupping Ice’s cheek with on hand and bringing their foreheads together. He didn’t mean to say it; he knew better than that by now. The words scaped his mouth before he could stop them anyway, “It’s gonna be okay.”

Mav’s eyes widened in shock. “It’s gonna be okay,” he repeated. “It’s gonna be okay, it’s gonna be okay, it’s gonna be okay.” Laugh erupted from his lips, unstoppable and euphoric, and so so happy. Ice looked at him like he was crazy; he didn’t understand, but that was okay, because Ice was gonna be just fine. Mav grabbed Ice’s face with both hands and kissed him. “You’re gonna be okay,” he told him, before kissing him once again.