watching tgm again enjoy my notes . I love this movie
skipping the first 15 minutes bc I only care ab the daggers /silly
mav please PLEASE get a profile picture for your husband thats not just “ice”
rooster I see you looking at hangman’s lips. I see you.
GRR THE WAY HANGMAN CLOSES THE BAR DOORS I LOVE MEN!!!
”damn straight!” hangman just so we’re clear *you* are not straight
“let’s try not to get fired on the first day” sorry I CRINGE SO HARD every time that line is said WHY DOES HE SAY IT LIKE THAT.
I NEED BRADLEY BRADSHAW CARNALLY
AND JAKE SERSIN GOD THE PUSH-UPS THEIR SO HOT.
hangman watches his boyfriend and this random old man he dosent know beef out in a nose dive and goes whattt the fuckkkkk
”he pulled my papers” bradly rooster bradshaw you said that in the most sad wet pathetic cat voice ever
chilling about and then the flyboys picture come on screen and I get HIT with twink mav. I love him
thinking about how amelia is the only gen z so she could clock all their tea with saying the silliest things and none of them would know what she means
MAVERICK PLEASE FOLLOW THE ROAD LAWS YOU JUSY BLEW COMPLETELY PAST A STOP SIGN. PLEASE. GOD I KNOW YOUR STUPID BUT AT LEAST FOLLOW THE ROAD LAWS !!!!!!!
wait so who exactly is the enemy here. in tg its the soviets bc that’s what the whole movie was made for, get people in the navy to fight in the cold war. WHO DID WE HAVE BEEF WITH IN 2022
rooster I see your gay ass looks at hangman. I know what you are.
hangster is icemav but hangman is mav and rooster is ice im not elaborating that is correct
hangman’s so gay it loops back to misogyny
gay ass push of your boyfriend rooster I see you going for the tit
already crying over my old man icemav and all ice did was text mav
ice has a “wife” (we all know he’s married to mav) but still has a picture of him and his boyfriend framed
mav just wants to talk to his husband bc that’s his husband but his husband said no we have to talk about our job rn I know your struggling you don’t get to bottle it up
”it’s time to let go” so hey, im sobbing. “I don’t know how” I WILL SOB HARDER.
“the only reason im here is you” men will say anything but I love you
MY BABIES (old men) I LOVE THEM SO MUCH WAHHHFHEJWHW WHH I love old men yaoi
OH ID KNOW THAT WISTLE ANYWHERE !!! “football scene came on the screen” I DID TOO
bradley helping his uncle up is actually so sweet like they hate eachother but he’ll help his uncle out :(
BOB MY BELOVED!! I LOVE YOU BOB!!!!
AGAIN MAV. THERE IS A STOP SIGN THERE THAT SOMEONE (YOU) KEEP BLOWING OFF.
skipping another 5 min bc I do not care for mav being in love with a woman in my heart he only has eyes for ice
I ALWAYS CACKLE AT MAV AND AMEILA JUST STARING AT EACHOTHER
I ALWAYS FORGET BOB AND PHEIONIX GO DOWN I KNOW THEIR OKAY BUT MY BABIES
oh shit it’s the pulled my papers scene time to start sobbing BRADLEY MY BABY WAHHHH
”no kids. nobody to mourn you when you burn in.” so hear me out. I jump. MAVERICK IS NOT RECOVERING FROM THAT EVER AURGERRRR BRADLEY YOU BASICALLY ARE HIS KID !!! YOUR HIS GODSON!! HIS NEWPHEW!!! YOU CANT BE SAYING THIS!!!!! (actually he can his hate is justified)
“my dad believed in you. im not gonna make the same mistake.” STOP STIP STOP STIP STIP STOP STIP SOTP
ices funeral :( im gonna stand and salute the whole time idc how cringe I am it makes me so sad. especially now after val passed.
the. the way mav pushes his wings into ices coffin. im. sobbing. curled up in a corner sobbing and holding my knees. crying sobbing pissing shitting
”mav u are grounded >:((“ “nuh uh…”
my cat is watching as eagerly as I am w mav completing this mission to prove it can be done
I like how the screen gets bigger during the more intense scenes . idk random but !! I love film
mav I see you with wings didnt you push those into ices coffin? yeah that’s what I thought you stole ices wings. you gay ass.
boat
“talk to me goose” I shouted so loud my cat looked at me with concern .
bradley you are sooo pretty
“give em hell.” again, men will say anything but I love you.
PLANE!!!!
my mama just called me. she asked what I was doing and when I said watching top gun maverick she let out the loudest sigh and just went “oh jeez…” SORRY MOM I LOVE THIS MOVIE!!!
”talk to me dad” so. you just stabbed me. deep. in the heart. my baby.
I like the little fun fact that rooster hitting his head in the pop up wasn’t planned at all it just happened and the directors thought it worked well and left it in
boom explosion explosion
“rooster status!” “HUGB” giggling I know he’s at like 9-10 Gs rn but it’s so funny
“we have to circle back!” THATS HIS UNCLE IM SOBBING.
”do not engage!” you think he’s gonna listen he learned shit from his uncle hes not going to listen
i know mav is getting shot at but he’s gotta be freezing cold with the snow covering him
THE ABSOLUTE LOOK OF DEVASTATION FROM HANGMAN WHEN ROOSTER DOSENT RESPOND THATS HIS BOYFRIEND.
mav pushing rooster to the ground will forever be my favorite thing
“you told me not to think!” “oh fuck I guess I did say that” “yeah. you did.”
“your not serious” bradley be so fr thats your uncle mav he’s ALWAYS serious ab stupid shit
“let’s start running.” “yeah run- run!” MY SHAYLAS!!!! guys I love uncle mav so much it’s my favorite thing besides goose
“why are the wings coming out mav.” my stupid baby I love him so much
“you’d go after them if I wasn’t here.” “but you are here.” MY SHAYLAS
“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!” me when math class showed up with letters and numbers below zero
“cmon mav do some of that pilot shit!” I will never get over the parallels of goose and rooster they are my shaylas I love them both so much im gonna explode them
”im sorry goose” JUMPING!
“hey hangman you look good.” “I am good rooster, im very good” MEN WILL SAY ANYTHING. BUT I LOVE YOU.
“please don’t tell me we lost an engine..” “alright! I won’t tell you that”
“captain michell!” “sir!” just call him uncle mav we know you wanna
“thank you for saving my life.” “it’s what my dad would’ve done” IM GOING TO EXPLODE ON THE SPOT
ROOSTER AND MAV WORKING ON THE PLANE TOGETHER MY SHAYLAS MY FAVORITE UNCLE / NEPHEW DUO BUDGEHWHWHAGHRGRRRRJWWAHHHH
roo going to see mav’s little collection of photos and knocking next to his dad i’ll cry
okay banger movie. my sibling came out of their room at the very end and went “didnt you JUST watch that movie” and I did. I did less then a week ago
Summary: after months of trying for a baby, you and your husband finally get the chance.
Word count: 2.8k
Warnings: Trouble conceiving, mentions of vomiting.
Pairings: Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky x fem!reader
“Ice, I just don’t get it,” You sighed close to tears. You and your husband had been trying to have a child for months. And now you were in Miramar with him while he attended Top Gun. Of course, you were happy that he had been chosen, and, for that matter, that he was currently in the lead. But both you and Ice had more pressing concerns. Ice was just naturally good at being a pilot. The pair of having children, however, was a different story.
You had both been told by many different doctors that you were fine, that you should have no problems conceiving. With what felt like the millionth negative pregnancy test, you were starting to think that there was something that the doctors just couldn’t see. There had to be. You knew that sometimes it just took time, but come on. With all the attempts that you had, not that you were complaining about those, there should be results at this point.
He sighed and wrapped you in his arms, pressing his cheek to your hair. “I know baby. It’s okay,” He brushed your hair back before gently grabbing your chin and tipping it so he could look you in the eyes. “Hey,” He whispered. A soft smile came across his face and you could see the look in his eyes that he always got when thinking about having a baby with you. “Maybe next time.” That sparked a humorless laugh from you. Those were words that you both had heard many times, from the closest people in your life to just about every doctor that you had ever seen.
Ice gave you a sad smile as he picked you up. He wanted this baby as much, if not more than you and although he was becoming extremely successful in his career, his life with you came first. The two of you spent the rest of the night curled up on his couch, watching cheesy stand-up comedy to make both of you feel better. As usual, it worked perfectly. Part way through the night, Ice’s hand unconsciously slipped under your T-shirt to rest on your stomach. That night, you and your husband fell asleep on his couch with your hands intertwined on your stomach, both hoping that someday, it would hold your baby.
When you woke up in the morning, it was to the sound of your husband moving around in the kitchen. With a fond roll of your eyes, you threw off the small throw blanket that was definitely draped over you by Ice before heading to his kitchen. You leaned against the door frame, watching him crack eggs against the edge of the pan before tossing away the shell. Walking up behind him, you felt him jump slightly and his muscles tense under your cold hands as you wrapped them around his shirtless frame. “Morning, Mr. Kazansky.” It was a soft purr as you spoke into his shoulder blade.
He grinned, squeezing your hand before spinning around to wrap his arms around you. “Morning, Mrs. Kazansky,” Chuckling quietly when he saw the Navy sweatshirt hanging off your frame, he rose an eyebrow with a smirk. “Stealing now huh?” He teased you.
With another roll of your eyes, you shrugged casually. “Not like you were wearing it.” You pressed a kiss to his warm chest, loving the sound of his soft laugh that followed. He tickled your sides causing you to squeal.
“Touché,” He spoke against your lips when he dipped his head and pressed a loving kiss to them. You smiled into the kiss as your fingers danced gently along his forearms. “Eggs, M’lady?”
You giggled at the strong accent that he put on and nodded. “Scrambled please,” your husband mock saluted you before ushering you over to the kitchen table, causing another fit of giggles to overtake you. Moments like this were your favourite. When you and your husband could share a domestic life without even thinking about the outside world. That’s not to say that you didn’t love your friends, but you revelled in these quiet moments with Tom. “So, any plans for today, sailor?”
Even though you couldn’t see his face, you knew that he was rolling his eyes. Ever since the first time you met him you had been relentlessly teasing him with the nickname. He would say that he hated it but you knew he didn’t. Ice secretly loved hearing you tease him for his job in the Navy, constantly reminding you that ‘I don’t sail ships, darling. I land on them.’
Today was one of the rare days that he had off during his time in Miramar, but unfortunately, his friends were ever so annoying that they pestered him into some volleyball competition down at the beach. He explained this to you, watching your face fall slightly when learning that you wouldn’t be able to spend the day in this domestic haven that you two had created.
When a small smirk tugged at the corner of your lips, Tom didn’t know whether to be relieved or concerned. You grinned at him mischievously as you walked toward him, slipping your thumbs in the band of his black sweat pants and tugging him towards you. “Could I come watch?” It was a soft whisper as you pressed kisses against the column of his throat, causing Ice to groan and tip his head back as he set his hands on your hips. He nodded breathlessly as you pulled back to grin at him. Laughing slightly as he gaped at you, you retreated back to the table. “You might wanna pay attention to your stove, sailor.” Tom grumbled some colorful words under his breath as he turned back to tend to the eggs.
A few hours later your fingers were laced with your husbands as you walked down to the beach. To say that you were ready to watch your man run around while covered in baby oil was an understatement. You sat down on the bleachers, Ice setting his water bottle beside you. He pressed a kiss to your head before heading onto the court.
Maverick and Goose grinned at the two of you, Mav waiting barely a second before teasing you. Rolling his eyes at his friend's shenanigans, Ice moved to Slider, picking up the ball before tossing it to Goose who was wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. Although Iceman and Maverick were rivals in the sky, their friendship had certainly progressed on the ground, creating a large friend group between the rest of the pilots and their RIOs.
The volleyball game continued for a few more hours, finally coming to an end when Maverick took off for some date that he was late too. You heard the sound of a laughing, squealing child, automatically turning to look and grinning when you saw Bradley running towards his father. Carole was laughing along with him before she took a seat beside you.
“So,” She started. A smile crept up on your face. Anything that came out of this woman's mouth could make you smile. “We got a babysitter for Bradley tonight and Nick was planning on heading to the bar with the boys. Do you wanna come over and have a girl's night?” Carole smiled at you widely making you do the same. You nodded, glancing at Ice to see that he was tossing the ball to Slider. Goose walked up to the pair with Bradley on his hip and you could tell that he was asking about the bar because Ice looked at you. When you made eye contact with your husband you grinned softly, both Carole and Goose watching the interaction with smiles of their own on their faces. He walked over to you, smiling shyly at Carole before pulling you up and dragging you away.
He rubbed your knuckles gently. Tom knew that you were probably planning on staying home with him tonight but given Nick’s proposal that was unlikely now. “Goose has invited us all to the bar tonight,” He started softly and hesitantly, gauging your reaction. You grinned up at your husband, which confused him a bit. “I know you probably wanted to stay home tonight but-”
You cut him off by pressing a kiss to his cheek, giggling quietly. Ice furrowed his eyebrows. “I know, silly,” Your easy grin caused him to relax and a warm look to settle in his eyes. “Carole told me. And they got a babysitter for Bradley so we're gonna have a girl's night while you’re at the bar.” He smiled, knowing that you would have a great time with Carole, now feeling significantly better about spending the night with his friends.
The pair of you told the Bradshaw's that you would be coming before making your way back to Ice’s house. Once there you packed an overnight bag filled with various activities for you and Carole while Tom changed into his summer whites. You both headed outside, fingers lacing together as you made the short walk to the house that had been given to Nick.
“Have a good night, baby.” Ice gave you a quick, soft kiss when you got to their front door, Carole opening it moments later. Nick grinned at his wife and slipped past her, Maverick in tow. The three made their way toward Goose’s car and piled in, your husband slipping into the back seat.
Carole lead you inside, immediately heading towards the living room where she pulled a selection of movies out of a box. “Pick one,” Was all she said before heading off into the kitchen. When she returned she was carrying a tray with glasses of wine and various crackers, cheeses, and fruit. “Here we go.” Carole murmured, handing you a glass of red. You thanked her with a grin, passing her the random chick flick that you picked.
The pair of you spent the night in her living room. You changed the movie a few more times and eventually ended up painting your nails. The night was spent by the pair of you chatting about your husbands, Carole even offering you advice on why you may be having issues with getting pregnant. That resulted in a few shed tears from you, which was odd. You didn’t usually cry that easily.
The wife and mother smiled at you sadly when you revealed the trouble that you and Tom were having. She comforted you, trying to reassure you that sometimes, these things just take time. You knew that; it was something that you had heard multiple times from almost everyone. After your emotions had died down slightly, Carole lead you to the guest bedroom. You had decided to call it a night a bit earlier than anticipated.
You quickly rinsed off your face before climbing under the sheets and trying to sleep. It didn’t come as easy as you thought it might. With how tired you had been lately, you figured that you would be asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow. That was the complete opposite of what happened. You lay awake for a few more hours, sleep evading you as you tossed and turned. Maybe it was because you had become used to sleeping with Tom again. Yea, that must have been it. With that thought in mind, you tried to settle enough to fall asleep. A few minutes later and you were out cold.
When you woke up in the morning you were barely awake for a few seconds before an overwhelming nauseating feeling overcame you. Tossing back the covers you ran into the guest bathroom and slammed the door open, no doubt waking Carole if she already wasn’t. Your knees hit the ground harshly as you collapsed on the floor in front of the toilet.
Carole rushed into the room and found you hurling into the toilet. She immediately held your hair and began rubbing your back. A few minutes later and you had finished emptying the contents of your stomach, which wasn’t much. “Are you okay, hun?” The mother continued to rub your back as you wiped your mouth on the back of your hand.
“Yea,” You murmured quietly, standing to grab a glass of water. “It’s probably just a stomach bug. Maybe the flu. I had some trouble sleeping last night,” Shrugging offhandedly you quickly drank your water before refilling the glass. Behind you, Carole’s eyes widened as she put the pieces together.
Letting out a choked hum, you furrowed your eyebrows and stepped aside as Carole bent down and began rummaging in the cabinet. “Take this.” Was all she said before she left you alone. You were lucky that you had a chance to swallow your water before you saw what she pressed into your hand. A pregnancy test, in all it’s glory, sat delicately in your hand. There was no way you were pregnant. It was just the flu. Right?
With a sigh, you took it anyways. Quickly finishing your business, you set the stick face down on the counter and washed your hands. While you were standing there you began to zone out. Possibilities flitted through your head. What if you were pregnant? That’s all you and Tom had been dreaming of since your honeymoon. Maybe you would finally be able to give him a baby.
Once the three minutes had passed you let out a large breath before flipping it over. Every thought you had left your mind as you stared down at the two blue lines. Tears immediately welled in your eyes, a choked sob escaping you. Needless to say, you were over the moon.
Carole, who had been anxiously pacing outside of the door, wanting to give you the privacy you deserved rushed in the second she heard you crying. With a smile you handed her the test, watching a large smile break out on her face. She gave you a tight hug, slightly startled when you pulled back and gasped. “I need to tell Tom.” Carole nodded wordlessly, leading you out of the house as the pair of you rushed back to your place. Nick had taken the Bradshaw’s car last night but you knew that yours would still be parked in front of Ice’s house.
The pair of you hopped in the car, Carole refusing to let you drive as she rushed you towards the base. Both of you knew that your husbands would be on base but it was likely that they were on their lunch break, today being one of the few days when they didn’t have a hop. When you arrived, you jumped out of the car, barely waiting for Carole to stop it before you were rushing inside to where you knew your husband would be. You ignored the lecture from Carole as you ran through the halls.
You pushed open the doors to the cafeteria, silencing almost everyone in the room. At a table close to the middle, Ice was seated with Slider, Goose, Maverick and a few of the other aviators. When the door slammed against the wall, your husband turned to see what the commotion was about with an unimpressed expression on his face, dark aviators covering his eyes. His eyes locked on you, the tears gathering in your eyes again, and he was out of his seat before anyone could question it. “What’s wrong, baby?” He whispered quietly, searching your eyes for a clue as to what was happening.
“We’re pregnant,” You had never seen someone’s expression change so fast. One minute he was extremely concerned for you and the next he looked horrified. Ice wanted a child with you so so badly. He was only terrified because he thought you were joking. “We’re gonna have a baby Ice.” A large smile overtook your husband’s face. You giggled loudly as he picked you up and spun you around, setting you back on the ground before kneeling in front of you and pressing numerous kisses to your stomach. Your fingers threaded through his perfectly styled hair as he did.
Moments later you were back in his arms, the rest of the aviators, especially Goose and Slider, congratulating you loudly, happy that you were finally able to have a baby. All of your and Ice’s close friends knew how hard you had been trying and were glad that you finally had the chance.
From the corner of your eye, you could see a slight grimace come onto Maverick’s face. The pilot had just realized exactly what had happened for you to be pregnant. You giggled quietly, making a mental note to tease him about his reaction for years to come.
Hc that Maverick can sing, like properly sing. His voice is a little raspy but its a low smooth baritone that makes every song just a little bit deeper and draws attention even in a crowd.
(Mav and goose used to busk around on their shore leave, and ended up making alot of money at it. They're slightly famous in their squadron for it but the navy at large doesn't know.)
Now of course he can pull out all the stops and bang away on the piano with goose in the most off putting out-of-key out-of-tone voice ever heard but thats just for fun with the Bradshaw clan.
Mav prefers when its just them in the house singing with each other. Carole and Maverick always make dinner together and dance around the kitchen singing to ABBA songs. Goose joins in on the piano cause he can't sing to save his life.
(Mav can also play a few song on the piano but after loosing goose he can't play Great Balls of Fire or any happy songs that goose liked, just slow and sad ones. He had to get iceman to teach Bradley how to play gooses songs. He did teach him how to sing though)
your honor this is my family . I probably should’ve shaded in mavs jacket BUT WHO CARES !!!
bonus under the cut me just yapping
imagine the stories behind these photos,,,,
the one with mav the daggers find one day tucked in roosters wallet and when they ask he quickly snatched it away bc he’s embarrassed by baby him /silly
but yeah no he was just happy to see his uncle again and after giving goose his hug runs right over to mav and goose snaps a pic of them ,,, my shayla’s
the one with carole, probably another goose trying to capture memories. goose takes a lot of pics of his family he loves them a lot :3 also carole probably stole his sunglasses and he thought it was adorable
the one with goose mav probably got ,, bradley asked about what his dad does or whatever something about a plane and goose is explaining when he hears a click and looks up to see mav with a camera ,,, agrrh my shaylas
I imagine mav has the photo of him and bradley, but roo has the one of him w his mom and the one of him w his dad . after they make up n stuff mav shows him the one of him w bradley and rooster just takes it and claims it as his own to keep in his wallet (don’t worry, he traded mav the ones with his parents so he could hang them up :))
You know when kids wear adult's clothes, way too big, sleeves much too long, but looking all cute?
That's Bradley, 5 years old, unruly golden curls, little ball of untamable energy, wearing his dad's (Yes, his dad’s! How cool is that?) old sweater. There are letters in front - USNA. He has no idea what they stand for. Navy something, because apparently almost everything is Navy something. At least when he's with Uncle Mav - or motorcycles. Everything is about planes or motorcyles when he's with his super cool Uncle Mav. Bradley doesn't get what planes and motorcyles have to do with the Navy because Navy is ships, so much he knows. There must be some kind of connection though. He just hasn't found out what it is yet.
What he'd found though is the sweater, in Uncle Mav's closet, in a box at the bottom, a box with a sticker of a goose on it. Uncle Mav sometimes calls him ‘Baby Goose’. So he'd opened the box - and had found a lot of things in there. Mostly photos of Uncle Mav and his dad. He can't remember him but he knows what he looked like and this guy in the pictures is most definitely his dad. There’d been a picture in there too of his dad doing something that Bradley isn't allowed to do. It's called something with a bird, he doesn't know exactly, but it's something his mom says is rude. But his dad does it. And that's immensely cool, his dad doing something that is forbidden. And because his dad is so cool, he'd pulled the sweater out of the box and over his head. Because he wants to be as cool as his dad even if he isn't allowed to do the bird thing.
And now Bradley is running around in his dad's way too big sweater and Mav just looks at him, smiling and hopes that the little boy doesn't notice the tears in his eyes.
