Oct 25, 2025
Ice: Wow, they really hate us. Mav: Yes, perhaps they’re homophobic. Ice: But we’re not gay, Mav. Mav: Ice: Mav: We’re not?
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Ice: Wow, they really hate us. Mav: Yes, perhaps they’re homophobic. Ice: But we’re not gay, Mav. Mav: Ice: Mav: We’re not?
So I was watching the original Top Gun movie and noticed something. Yes, Charlie comes back and she and Maverick stand there and awkwardly stare at each other, but the very last scene in the movie is of two jets flying off into the sunset together.
Charlie doesn’t fly jets. Ice does…
Odd Man In (part 2)
Maverick x Iceman x Reader
Part 3:
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A whole month passed by, and you couldn't really tell if Ice had said anything to Maverick yet. You thought maybe if you helped grease the wheels a little, it would at least give Ice some much needed answers, so you took it upon yourself to invite Pete over for dinner.
"Like I said before, I was inverted," Mav reiterated. Ice leaned back in his chair with a scoff.
"Yeah, and like I said. That's bullshit," Ice stated firmly, standing his ground.
"Again. I have the picture to prove it," Maverick snapped.
"Oh, yeah? The picture that's always conveniently never with you whenever this comes up?"
"Oh, whatever. You're just angry because Mr. Perfect doesn't know how to go from right side up to upside down without so much as batting an eyelash."
"Of course I could. I chose not to. It's called being smart, Maverick. Being safe and not being foolish."
"Yeah? Well, being safe isn't all that grand, Ice. And I'd like to see you try to invert a tomcat."
"Not gonna happen. Unlike you, I care about my life," Ice spat before taking a drink from his glass.
They continued arguing as you grabbed both of their plates, taking them to the kitchen.
"Need some help?" Maverick offered, getting up from his chair and quickly following you to the sink. "Here, let me get those." He grabbed the plates from you and placed them in the sink, beginning to wash them.
"Oh, thanks. That's very sweet of you," you responded, flashing him a sweet smile.
"Not a problem. Besides, that chicken was amazing." You heard Tom's footsteps as he joined the two of you, bringing the glasses and your leftover plate.
"Moving in on my girl there, Maverick?" He accused, with slight hostility. You both looked at him in surprise. Mav dropped the plate into the sink as he turned to face Tom.
"Seriously? Why the hell would you even say that?" Mav questioned, taking a step towards Tom.
"You're acting pretty chummy with her, is all I'm saying," he responded curtly, slamming the glasses down on the counter right beside Pete.
"Man, you've been acting really weird ever since that night you both rushed out of the bar. What the hell is your deal?!" Mav yelled.
"I told you. It's YOU. YOU are my problem, man. You're arrogant..." he took a solid step towards Maverick. "Dangerous..." His voice dropped an octive as he continued. "Smooth..." You watched the scene fold out before you with baited breath as Pete's expression went from shock to confusion. "Smart mouthed..." Ice took another step. "And it's driving me absolutely insane," he practically whispered. Maverick was frozen, where he stood. You could hear his breath hitched in his throat as Ice got even closer. "You look at me with those wild eyes of yours, and I can't stand it." Ice slowly wrapped an arm around Pete's waist, testing to see if he was okay with the contact. "And now you wanna move in on my girl when I want you to be moving in on me." Maverick allowed Tom to pull him closer, seemingly enjoying the contact as he looked up at him. Your heart was beating wildly in your chest for them. You hoped with all your heart that this was it. You wanted it for Tom so badly. He deserved this. Ice leaned close to Maverick's lips, earning a smirk from the shorter pilot.
"So this is happening, is it?" Maverick mumbled softly right before Ice captured his lips in a breathtaking kiss. It took everything in you not to squeal or jump up and down with how much excitement was bursting through your body. And you had to admit. Seeing Ice's tall frame envelope Maverick awakened a desire deep within you and brought it to the surface. You had first-hand experience with Tom's manhandling, and now Maverick would be in for it.
A few seconds had passed before Ice pulled away, looking down at Mav, now a bit nervously. "W-Was that okay?" He asked quietly. Maverick smiled wide at him.
"More than okay," he replied with a small chuckle. You took a step backward, planning on leaving the kitchen to give them both some much needed space when your foot knocked over the broom. They both jumped at the sudden crash before turning to look at you. "Oh... I almost forgot you were here," Pete admitted sheepishly, making you giggle. Ice released his waist and walked over to you, wrapping his arms securely around your middle and hugging you close.
"Thank you so much, baby," he spoke into your hair, inhaling your sweet scent. Maverick looked completely lost as he eyed the two of you.
"Y... You're okay with this?" He inquired towards you. You gave him a goofy grin.
"Well... I kinda set it up," you confessed, looking down at your feet. Maverick laughed, making his way over to you both.
"What a little minx you got there, Ice," he joked, ruffling your hair.
"She is pretty great, huh?" Tom replied, pecking your lips gently. You rested your head on his chest, letting a contented sigh escape your lips.
"So... what does this mean... I mean for us?" Pete questioned. Ice thought about it for a second.
"Well, I obviously have some pretty strong feelings for you... and this is all pretty new to me. But I'm not leaving Y/N... so if you want me, you'll have to accept her. She's everything to me. Please understand. I mean, she stuck with me even through this. She even helped me," Ice explained, giving you a loving glance which you returned. "I love her," Ice explained. Maverick took a moment to process Tom's response before giving one of his own.
"Fine by me," he stated said with a big smirk plastered on his face. "Besides, I like Y/N. And I'd like to get to know her better... if that's alright with the two of you." You stiffened up a bit in Ice's arms, timidness begining to overtake you. He held you tighter, rubbing your back.
"It's okay with me... but you've gotta be careful with her. She can be really shy about stuff like this, so don't push, okay?" Maverick nodded, moving closer to you slowly.
"Hey... don't worry. I won't do anything you're uncomfortable with, alright?" Mav reassured you. You looked at him and nodded softly. "May I?" He asked, opening his arms for you. You looked up at Tom, gauging his reaction. He smiled down at you.
"It's alright, sweetheart, but only if you want to," he said softly. You cautiously made your way into Maverick's arms, and he hugged you snuggly against his chest. It felt warm and nice, and your heart quickened slightly as his scent danced around you. It was comfortable. Tom joined you both, wrapping his arms around you and Maverick, kissing your head softly. "I think this could work."
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*The squad is playing a team sport* Slider: Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Mav? Ice: Have you ever played a game with Mav? Slider: No… Ice: Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine? *Meanwhile, on the other side of the field* Mav, chasing Goose: I SAID FASTER! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE WORD “FASTER” MEANS? IT MEANS MORE FAST!!!!
*Casually in the Dogfight* Goose, over the comms: How do you eat pickles? Mav: What do you mean? Goose: I mean, there's a whole process. It's not like you can grab them from the jar with your hand, because it's cold and the juice burns if you have a cut, plus, it's pretty unsanitary. And you can't use a spoon because you'll have to scoop it out, and it'll be way too difficult to grab more than three or four without taking 10 minutes along with half the brine in the jar, even if it's one with holes. Mav: Yeah, that's why you use a fork. Goose: Okay, sure, but what if you don't have one of the big ones clean? It's weird to use a small one. But there is always one of those smaller sharp knives clean. Mav: But the straight edge doesn't really fit the cylindrical shape, and you have to make sure you don' t break it, it's too much work. Goose: It makes me feel like I deserve the pickles though. Like, "Yeah, I did it. That's right. Good job me." It's empowering. But even after that, it's not like you can use a bowl. Mav: I get that, it's not ascetically pleasing. Goose: Exactly! And it looks weird if you don't entirely fill the bowl, but you also can't eat that many. My solution: Use a mug. Mav: *Nods in agreement* Ice: That is all very interesting, BUT WE'RE TRYING NOT TO DIE RIGHT NOW! USE YOUR LIMITED ATTENTION SPANS AND FOCUS! Goose: Jeez, okay. Mav: Quit yelling at us already.
Goose: There are three ways to handle a difficult situation. The right way, the wrong way, and the Mav way. Ice: Isn't that the wrong way? Goose: Yes, but it's faster.
Mav: Last night I found out Ice is a sleep talker. Goose: Oh, really? Mav: "The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell." Right. In. My. Ear. At 3am.
Merlin: Slider, keep an eye on Mav today. They're going to say something to the wrong person and get punched. Slider: Sure, I'd love to see Mav getting punched. Ice: Try again. Slider, sighing: I will try to stop Mav from getting punched.