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Masterlist
as lions - [icemav, T, 57k words, complete] The time-travel fix-it in which TG:M Maverick wakes up at the start of TG (1986).
paved in gold - [icemav, E, ~30k words, wip] Sequel to as lions.
Life is an uphill climb, but Maverick is no longer alone. From here, he can forge a new path; a kinder path, stones worn smooth by old mistakes. The past is past.
But even at the greatest of heights, ghosts have a way of finding you.
Iceman is no longer here to protect you. TOP GUN: MAVERICK (2022) dir. Joseph Kosinski
when i die i will be converted into a beautiful pdf
Definitely a contender for funniest peanuts strip
This is a scenario I can't stop thinking about- what would Maverick have done if Ice didn't overhear that conversation with Goose? How/ would they get together?
who knows! mav never intended to tell him, and after mav rejected him ice wouldn’t have tried again. but they would’ve eventually had that talk they agreed to, and maybe while trying to clear the air between them the conversation would derail. i’m of the mind ice suspected mav wasn’t being honest in the car—mav’s been pretty obvious throughout, and i don’t consider ice to be a dense person. but i can’t say for sure how that conversation would go unless i sit down and write it! i’m an outliner of plot beats but a total pantser when it comes to scenes.
ultimately i think there’d still be a chance they’d get together. but even if they didn’t, the chances would remain as time passes. they’d remain friends at the very least, and one day it might come up again and maybe by that point they’d finally be able to speak plainly. or maybe not, just like before. so—who knows!
PLATONIC INTERPRETATIONS OF CHARACTER DYNAMICS ARENT ANY LESS VALID THAN ROMANTIC ONES PELASEE
THANK YOU FOR YOUR CONTRIBUTIONS TO THE ICEMAV COMMUNITY!!!!!!!! I salute you soldier! Everything you have done for this fandom is so completely wonderful
AWW thank you so much!! happy to share, and happy to know i’m not alone!
paved in gold - excerpt
sequel to as lions. as lions tldr: time-travel fix-it in which TGM mav wakes up in 1986, relives TOPGUN, and makes some distinct changes to certain fates. paved in gold is set approximately a year later.
i’ll preface this to say aug/sep has been hellishly busy for me and i’ve been having enormous difficulty finding free time to work on this—but i’m too excited by the premise not to share a little of what i have. 😔
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It’s too warm.
Maverick wakes in darkness. For a second, he’s groggy, slow, lost, surrounded in unfamiliar shadows, unfamiliar shapes, dimly lit in the amber bars of the streetlight beyond the blinds. The nightstand is strangely bare. No phone, no tangle of cables. Just a watch and a pair of dog-tags, glinting.
Then he remembers, and—oh. Notices the weight of the arm around him. There’s the culprit.
The arm loosens as he shifts, as he settles down again, before drawing him into a firm chest and the cradle of another body atop the sheets. Maverick grumbles, but soon sighs, mollified, when a large hand charts a lazy path beneath Maverick’s cotton tee.
Blearily, he asks, “Time?”
“Five,” says Ice, sounding far too lucid for what just came out of his mouth. Maverick feels the gentle drag of his nose against his ear; despite Ice being a veritable hot water bottle, the tip of it is slightly cold.
He smells like mint and Maverick’s shampoo. Already up and about, then. Nothing new. Their circadian rhythms are so rigid that Maverick only checks the alarm clock before bed out of sheer habit.
He closes his eyes again to the gentle press of lips against his nape. His heart thumps against Ice’s palm; something Ice clearly catches, because his mouth curls against Maverick’s skin.
A year now, and Maverick’s still not entirely used to the affection. A year, and Maverick still starts, sometimes, when Ice leans in.
“Rise and shine,” says Ice, a soft gust of breath against Maverick’s ear, raising gooseflesh up and down Maverick’s arms.
“You were the one who climbed back in.”
“Couldn’t resist.”
“Little old me?” says Maverick playfully. He rolls backward just as Ice sits up—carefully. In the muzzy darkness, Maverick can just barely make out the shape of him: already dressed, his khakis perfectly ironed and creased in all the right places.
“Calling yourself little, are you?” And old, Ice doesn’t say, but Maverick hears it anyway.
He stretches out into the warm spot Ice left behind. “Nothing wrong with it. Works in my favor.”
“Only in the cockpit.”
“Only place that matters,” says Maverick, with a breezy smile.
Ice returns it. He gets to his feet. “1100 hours,” he says. “Don’t forget.”
Maverick slaps a hand over his heart. “I’ll always be where the captain wants me to be.”
“Is that so?” says Ice, who was present when the base commander visited the TOPGUN complex that spring and Maverick was nowhere to be found. In Maverick’s defense, he’d been helping Stomper with a family emergency. Easier to ask for forgiveness than for permission, all that. Viper had nearly popped a blood vessel.
“You know it,” he says.
Ice only shakes his head. He reaches over to pat the hand still on Maverick’s chest, and Maverick grabs it, hangs on. Ice smiles. “See you in a few.”
“See you,” says Maverick. Reluctantly lets go.
He watches until Ice disappears from sight. A moment later, the front door opens and closes with a quiet click.
It’s still dark outside. The days are getting shorter and shorter, and in a sense that’s a blessing. Ice doesn’t like to linger—especially in the summer, when daylight stretches long and neverending.
He loiters a few minutes longer in bed, seeking the elusive peace of earlier. The duvet is still warm, the pillow next to him sweet with the familiar scent of Ice’s cologne. It melts something in him, even after all this time. Reminds him of a tidy home office, well-lit and welcoming; of an arm around him on the flight deck, steering him through the crowd; of a glaringly bright ready room twenty-odd years ago, Ice asleep against Maverick’s shoulder.
The ceiling fan whirs over his head. It’s the only sound in the silence of the early morning. It clicks with every rotation, lists slightly to one side.
Maverick gives himself one more moment. Then he gets up.
btw I know ppl on this site go on abt mutuals but if you are someone that shows up in my notes regularly who I don't follow, I do notice and I am fond of you and if you reblog something from me I do think "YES I have pleased the follower with good taste"
Hey y'all why are writers always cold?
...why?
They're always surrounded by drafts!
How many mystery writers does it take to change a lightbulb?
Oh god.
How many?
Two! One to change the bulb, and the other to give it an unexpected twist at the end!
What do writers have for breakfast?
Coffee?
Synonym buns!
Where do all the struggling writers live?
How are you coming up with all these?
Where?
Writer's Block!
What do writers suffer from each spring?
(I've heard a lot of them over the years.)
Allergies. Next question.
you were close; A case of allegories
Why are writers always in great shape?
Circular prose
Nope! It's because we're always running out of ideas!
Did you hear about the famous writer who turned out to be a fraud?
I did not
His life had it's prose and cons...
Why is editing a better job than writing?
It's more rewording?
Correct! I am out of jokes. :(
who wants to see the worst thing ive seen this week
too bad, im showing you anyway
a non-photoshopped picture of someone actually wearing them, for your viewing pleasure
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omg you updated the masterlist! Sequel coming soon? 👀
haha, you got me. admittedly i’ve been very busy lately so progress has been a bit slow… but yes, relatively soon!
The faces on Mav Approves & Ice Disapproves art are the same as your cursed Cheeseburger Mav & Banana Smoothie Ice art and I find that hilarious. 😂
OH NOOOO YOU’RE RIGHT OMFG
that godforsaken doodle will haunt me forever
hi, qin! i'm a fan of as lions (and your other stories, of course) and i've read it idk 5 or 6 times, maybe more. i'm here patiently waiting for the sequel. tmi i'm now being hospitalized and i couldn't sleep so i'm just gonna ask you some things that plague my mind. are we gonna get some iceman pov in the sequel? reading as lions, i'm actually really curious about how ice fell in love with mav? because i assume in the original timeline, ice was always somewhat attracted to his dangerousness lol. but time travelling mav was actually very quiet, careful, and maybe quiet by-the-book just as ice were. so what was it? was it the Longing Looks™? i really want to know how this alternate timeline ice views mav. oh, and also! gosh, i really hoped ice gets to know (maybe someday) how long mav had carried thr torch for him. in the last chapter mav said it doesn't matter, but boy, if only ice knew he'd never be loved like this ever again. anyway, thanks for writing such a wonderful story! and making such beautiful arts! you're blessed with so many talents and thank you for sharing them with us.
hi anon! i hope you’re out of the hospital or doing well otherwise 😭 i’m so glad you’ve enjoyed my fics and continue to reread as lions!
yes, i can confirm there will be ice pov in the sequel, though it will still be told primarily through mav’s pov. as for what ice thinks of mav, i’d rather try to show it through the fic! i think there were multiple instances that would have made ice do a double-take and hopefully i can portray his thoughts well enough. (you’re not far off about the Longing Looks™ though 😂) and don’t worry, the matter of the depth of mav’s devotion will surely be brought up again. :’)
i’m happy to share what i can. i can’t believe i’m still so mired in icemav hell… thank you so much, anon. take care and take it easy!
