HUH

this caught me so off guard, i started laughing in a full-to-the-brim classroom😂

(Maverick's in bed, Ice is in the shower, and Ice's phone is in his pants pocket, while his clothes are on the floor)

Maverick(answering Iceman's phone):...Admiral Kazansky's pants - he's not in them right now.

father🛐🖤

07.07.2023 | Groningen | Source, lifad_switzerland

black friday by tom odell is such a lokius song

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Pure Curiosity

Wings

creds to @epiimetheux !!!

i kept coming back to this beautiful artwork and i got inspired by it so here you go...

(disclaimer: i haven't completed a fic in forever, let alone published one, so i'm very anxious about this, i apologise if it's a mess •~•♡ love you guys)

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tom watches from the side as his husband steps forward to his coffin. pete's head is bowed, but he can see the trembling of his lips and the coiled muscles in his jaw.

oh my love.

what i'd give to embrace you one more time.

he knew he couldn't reach his husband anymore. his time had passed.

that didn't keep tom from standing next to pete's side. keeping watch. protecting his wingman, as they'd promised to each other years ago on that fateful day.

when repressed feelings and pretentious rivalry finally made way for the unconditional love thay had never wavered once.

partnership that had lasted 33 years.

tom watched as pete took the wings off his uniform, laying them onto the smooth oak.

the gun salutes were no more than background noise, tom's sole focus lying on the man in front of him.

the moment he saw pete punching the wings into the coffin he felt an incredible warmth spread through his chest.

such a feeling had been limited to very few moments in his life.

in the cockpit of his plane, soaring above the clouds with ron at his back and pete right by his side.

the return from the layton mission.

aching and sweaty and all kinds of shaken up but alive, thriving on adrenaline and pent up energy.

they had only seen each other then.

not iceman and maverick, but tom and pete, right there on the deck, what ron had later jokingly called their "confession".

their wedding. finally being allowed to slip a ring onto pete's finger while surrounded by all their loved ones. to call him his husband for everyone to see and hear without having to fear anymore. forever and always - the ending of both of their vows.

when their son had come back to them.

pete, bradley and himself crying with relief in their kitchen as they embraced for the first time in years. pete almost losing it as bradley started called him 'dad' again, and tom almost following suit when 'pops' returned back to daily use.

in that hospital bed, when he'd kissed his husband for the last time. he had wiped the tears on pete's cheeks with trembling hands, mapping that gorgeous face he knew better than the back of his own hand.

hushed i love you's in the quiet of the room, both signed and said out loud as they held each other.

the last words he felt pressed against his forehead being 'forever and always', before he slipped away into neverland.

tom looked over his shoulder just as pete stepped back from the coffin.

the wings on his back were strikingly white. glossy and strong feathers fluttered softly in the wind, and tom couldn't help the smile that spread on his face.

i will protect you, my heart.

my wingman.

my everything.

carefully he guided his wings around pete's sides. shielding him for just a moment. providing the endless support he couldn't give in person anymore.

pete looked up towards the sky, just like the rest of the crowd, watching as the missing man formation flew by.

everyone watched the sky, but tom couldn't tear his eyes away from his husband. how the dusking sun reflected in those tender green eyes. the curve of his nose, and the sweet lips he'd kissed so very often, now being worried at between pearly teeth.

i love you, forever and always.

as if he heard him, pete echoed his words.

"forever and always, sweetheart."

* deep into a pitch black night at the mitchell-kazansky household *

pete: tom?

tom, half asleep: hm? what

pete: would you still love me if i was a-

tom: pete. maverick. darling, love of my life, my dear husband, it is 3 am. YOU FINISH THAT GODDAMN SENTENCE AND YOU'RE SLEEPING OUTSIDE-

just rewatched the night at the museum trilogy & wow owen wilson really is part of every queer ship ever

shiiit another band i'm becoming obsessed with... *slowly glancing over to the foo fighters*

soooo is anyone gonna do something with the fact that logan has flight anxiety & very nearly hurled on the plane in xmen: origins or do i have to do it myself👀 cause i've only seen ONE fanart on it ( @acdtaaz go check their work on it out it's absolutely gorgeous♡)

noooo don't think about poolverine flying together and wade finally realizing that logan REALLY doesn't do well on flights cause damn his kitty cat is green with nausea and crushing his hand in his grip oh no-

might i add:

✨icemav but with slider✨

Iceman: Sli, I've lost him again.

Slider: One moment. Ahem. WOOOW, ICE, WHERE DID YOUR SHIRT GO?

Iceman: Wha-...

Maverick: -speedwalking into the room- Huh?

Slider: There we are.

Hangman: Shit. I lost him. Again. Can you help me find him?

Phoenix: Give me a second. MUSTACHES LOOK STUPID!

Rooster: What did you say?!

Hangman: There he is

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Bonus: IceMav Version

Iceman: Shit, I lost Maverick again.

Goose: Give me a second.PETE MITCHELL IS SHORT!

Maverick: I'm not!

Iceman: there he is and you are

SOBBING SCREAMING CRYING I LOVE THEMMMM

Then | Now