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jack abbot, cynical, suicidal, war veteran who listens to police scanners and barely cracks a smile. whose name is spelt with one ‘t’ not two. who writes letters for family members of deceased veterans. who will low ball a teenagers measurements so, she can have the abortion. who does his job while donating blood with the bag strapped to his leg. who’s a great doctor and equally great teacher that will absolutely go to bat for his team but, quietly scold you if you did something you shouldn’t have but, praise you because you did it right. who is kind, compassionate and caring. who has seen the worst but still chooses to believe in the best. who’s the type of friend to say ‘you’re in my spot’ when you’re standing at the edge of a roof. who makes food delivery jokes and bug analogies and says ‘so what?’ because everyone hesitates sometimes. who’s a certified yapper and hype-girl and wants you to know that you’re doing an amazing job and you’re appreciated when you’re going through a particularly tough time. who speaks openly about being in therapy and recommends said therapist if you need someone to talk to because ‘i haven’t jumped off the roof, have i?’. jack abbot who was perceived as one way at the beginning of the season and turned out to be entirely different at the end.

#pascals

A few weeks ago I caved and bought Minecraft for my switch, and it has been the best decision I've made all year. Now I present to you, my collection of 16 cats, all named after Top Gun characters, because that is how bad my Top Gun brain rot is.

First up we have Iceman, he was the first cat I tamed after spawning outside a village and kicking out the local librarian for his house. It took me ages to get a name tag for him but he has always been iceman in spirit.

Maverick of course is next, this isn't the original Maverick, the original has since been renamed Merlin for reasons I will explain if and when I ever get to the end of this shitpost. I'm not sorry. Nevertheless, this Maverick looks much more like him than my original Maverick.

Goose was the second cat I tamed, also from the same village as Iceman. There was no reasoning behind naming this one Goose beyond needing a Goose and having a specific cat in mind to name Maverick.

This is Carole, Goose's beloved wife. She's named Carole because I had a need to reunite her with Goose, and because she's a Calico cat, so it would be very unlikely that it would have been a male cat. Carole now fills my token female cat spot until I take another and call her Phoenix.

This is Rooster, the spitting image of Iceman due to a breeding mishap (I forgot that fish make them breed so I was running around feeding them all like a doting top gun cat mum and iceman and maverick were just a bit too close) however Rooster is every bit Maverick and Iceman's son as he is Goose and Carole's.

Hangman was also the result of an accidental breeding with Maverick and Iceman once again. I stopped feeding them at the same time after that. However, Hangman does have the personality similar to that of Maverick's so I think he makes a fine addition to my weird accidentally bred family.

This is Slider, again I needed a cat to fill his role and this is a cat that I tamed very early on after killing a witch. However, when I was running back the 1000s of blocks to my home I lost him somewhere along the way and could not find him. I gave up and stumbled across him last week while transporting four dogs that I had tamed in the forest.

Viper and Jester are my two most recent additions, I was running out of names to call my cats and remembered these two after reading an icemav fanfic this morning.

Merlin was the original Maverick, however I renamed him Merlin for two reasons; one being that the cat that is now named Maverick looks a lot more like Maverick than this one, and secondly because this is another cat that I stole off a witch and Merlin seems a very fitting name for a magic cat.

I have 6 more cats to introduce in another post because curse Tumblr and it's 10 picture limit

That Lovin’ Feelin’

PAIRING: Nick “Goose” Bradshaw x Pilot!Reader

REQUESTED: Yes!

SUMMARY: When a bet leads Goose to hit on a pretty little thing at the bar, he couldn’t have imagined that she would be Bellatrix — the infamous ace with a master’s in astrophysics, and his instructor at Top Gun.

CHARACTERS: Nick “Goose” Bradshaw, Pete “Maverick” Mitchell, Tom “Iceman” Kazansky, Ron “Slider” Kerner, Rick “Jester” Heatherly.

WORD COUNT: 6.2k

WARNINGS: Some suggestiveness, but nothing beyond normal Top Gun behavior. Inappropriate language. Goose just wants a girl who talks dirty. Me using every opportunity to call Maverick small. A mention of fraternization.

A/N: To the one who requested this, thank you so much, I must admit I was giggling and kicking my feet writing this, this is my level of love for this man. The callsign “Bellatrix” is because of the star since she is an astrophysicist, and the name means warrior.

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Real Men Wear Tiaras || Iceman

summary: Olivia desires to hold a tea party with Iceman turning into the Ice Queen. It's fingernail painting, pink fluffy boas, and glittery tiaras for this fighter pilot. Tom will do anything to make sure his baby girl is happy.

pairing: Tom "Iceman" Kazansky x Wife!Reader

✧ Iceman masterlist || My Library

Olivia, the bright and bubbly little girl who had pretty blonde hair and crystal blue orbs, peered up at her daddy who was seated behind his desk, looking over a last-minute report an admiral sent over to him. With a doll in one hand, and a hot pink boa in the other, the four-year-old waited patiently. 

Through his reading glasses, Ice could feel the stare of his baby. You and Iceman’s son, Riley, were out with a couple of your friends for a playdate with the boys, leaving Olivia at home with her father. 

“Yes, Angel?” Ice finally peels his eyes off the screen of his computer.

Olivia giggles to herself. Holding her boa and doll, she blinks. Long eyelashes fan along her sweet little cheeks, a light dusty shade of pink covering her skin from how hard she was running earlier. 

“Can we have a tea party?” She asks him in the cutest voice. Ice feels his heart tighten, knowing that voice and those big blue eyes would do him in. Peeling his glasses off his eyes, he contemplates his daughter. Picking her up, he plucks at the pink boa. 

“Just us? Or is Rosie, Snow White, and Maggie joining us?” He questions, referencing her three favorite dolls, one of which was Rosie, a blonde Barbie who was in her hands currently. 

“All of us!” Olivia proclaims. “This is for you, daddy,” She puts the boa around his neck. Ice folds his neck at the light tickling, shaking his head. 

“Alright, then. Let’s go have a tea party.” Ice declares, turning his computer off. Olivia shrieks with excitement, scrambling to get out of Ice’s lap. 

“I have to go find your tiara!” She squeals.

“My what?” Tom jerks his head up, but it was too late. Olivia was much faster, her legs pushing her toward her bedroom. She had a tea set that Tom’s mother gifted her for Christmas, and it was one that she swore by. Every tea party whether it was with you, Ice, or both of you, included this tea set. 

Ice sighs to himself, moving into the kitchen to make actual tea. Olivia preferred the real thing. It was easy when she was two to make her believe that water served as tea, but now that she was four, somehow she grew much wiser. After Ice fixes it and lets it cool, he looks to see Olivia rushing forward with the teapot.

“Here, daddy!” She says, handing it to him.

“Thank you, baby,” Ice responds, taking the teapot from her. He fills it up and soon, he’s being whisked to her bedroom where her table was. She decorated it with some toys and set her dolls Snow White, Rosie, and Maggie in their chairs, leaving two spots open.

“Maggie, Rosie, and Snow White – The Ice Queen is here!” Olivia announces, holding her sparkly tiara. Tom’s eyes double in size. She was seriously going to make him wear it. She marches over, humming loudly as she sets the tiara atop her father’s head. 

“I dub thee Ice Queen Ka… Ka… Katanzsy!” She implodes. She still had a hard time pronouncing her last name. 

Ice smiles. “Repeat after me, baby… Ka,”

“Ka,” 

“Zan,” 

“Zan!” 

“Sky,” 

“SKY!” 

Ice grins. 

“That’s it, Angel! Kazansky.” 

Olivia grins. “KATANZSY!” 

Ice exhales with a laugh. “You’ll get it,” He kisses her head. 

As he pours the tea into the tiny cups, Olivia giggles. “Pinkies out, daddy!” She reminds him. Tom smirks, sticking his pinky out as they share some tea. Olivia is babbling onto her dolls, telling them that they must respect Iceman because he was their Ice Queen. 

Iceman couldn’t help but wonder. If his little girl became a naval aviator like him, would she dub the nickname Ice? Would he lead a legacy that she could carry on? 

It makes a lump form in his throat at the mention. As the tea party comes to an end, Olivia smiles. “Daddy, will you paint my nails, please?” She asks him.

How could he say no? He’d give this baby girl anything she wanted. He’d hand the world to her on a silver platter if it meant he would see that darling smile. Soon the father-daughter duo is on the floor with paper towels spread around. Iceman is holding a deep concentration on the tiny nails of Olivia, coloring them a hot pink. She loved anything hot pink.

And he did so while still wearing the glittery tiara and pink boa. After he successfully painted Olivia’s fingernails, she erupted with giggles.

“Your turn!” She exclaims, taking the cap to the nail polish. Iceman rolls his eyes with a laugh, knowing he should’ve seen this coming. So, without giving her any lip, he puts his fingers in front of her. One by one with a deep concentration that matched his face earlier, Olivia did a rather good job of painting his nails. 

Iceman holds them up for his daughter to examine. “Well? Are these nails fit for the Ice Queen?” he questions with a smile. 

Olivia nods her head. She puts her fingertips on his.

“We match!” She squeals, throwing her arms around his neck. Tom feels himself begin to melt. He loved this baby so much. 

When you arrived with a sleeping Riley on your shoulder, you were greeted by the sight of Ice donning his tiara, pink boa, and bright nails. 

“Well, it seems you two had fun,” You say, putting your keys in the bowl. Ice grins, nodding his head.

“We did.” 

The very next day, Ice went to work as usual. And when he walked in, Slider and Hollywood were the first to notice the pilot’s rather blinding choice of nail color.

“Whoa, Iceman. You got somethin’ to tell us?” Slider laughs.

Maverick walks around the corner to see the commotion. 

“Olivia got you, too?” He asks with a slight gulp. 

Ice’s eyebrows knit together. “What happened?” 

Slowly, Maverick holds up his own hands, but his fingernails were blue and pink.

“Maddie Mitchell,” He announces.

The two pilots smiled widely, Hollywood and Slider glancing between them.

“So, that’s what it’s like to have daughters?” Slider asks.

Iceman chuckles.

“We do anything to make those girls happy. Right, Maverick?” 

Maverick nods.

“Anything,” He agrees. 

Iceman and Maverick would wear their nail polish with pride.

Continuing on with the remaining 6 cats I have subjected to my Top Gun brain rot

Starting off with Bob, I named this one Bob because he's a Persian cat and his little face just reminds me of Bob's face, but in a good way. He's very sweet and deserves the world.

Hondo is next because I have a massive soft spot for Hondo and his friendship with Mav.

Wolfman was named wolfman because of his coat colour, it reminds me very much of wolves and I was also thinking about Remus Lupin at the time of naming him, a very odd connection but it makes sense in my broken brain. Hollywood was named that because I was running out of cat breeds and couldn't leave wolfman without Hollywood.

Finally we have Cougar and Sundown. Sundown was named because his coat colour is very bright and reminded me of sunsets. Cougar was the last one I named because I was desperately racking my brain for another name and I remembered his first.

That concludes this shitpost about my Minecraft top gun cats, I built a massive mansion just so I could house them all adequately.

Hi all! I worked on my Bingo card right before the show started! Im attaching a blank version if y’all want to make your own :) *please tag me if you do so I can see your predictions!*

“Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, from “The Brothers Karamazov”, originally published c. 1879–1880.