Wearing jeans to volleyball? Illegal.

Wearing sweats to volleyball? Diabolical

What is wrong with these men. At least Goose has sense

Wa-fucking-hoo for the OFMD fandom! :) <3

(guy who forgot the cold war was a thing) but why did they use F-5s and make up the MiG-28s why couldn't they have just borrowed a real MiG?

Somebody needs to put Mav in booty shorts

One look at Val Kilmer in Tombstone and I'm overtaken by thoughts of a TOPGUN outlaw western AU

Watching him in tombstone is literally what got me into top gun 🙏🙏 this is not a want it’s a need

the rumor come out: does top gun is gay?

One issue I have with autism being called a superpower is that people will take that and use it as a reason to not accommodate us.

If you see your autism as a superpower that's awesome! I don't want you to change just because other people misuse your views.

slider with a curly mullet

How I imagine him when writing my academy era fic

Sorry for infodumping about my special interest out of nowhere, you said a keyword and it activated my unskippable dialogue

Me to my irls after they accidentally mention Top Gun and i just. Have. To talk about my favorite gays and my thirty-thousand headcanons for them

flyboys sexuality headcanons

maverick: bisexual

goose: biromantic/heterosexual

iceman: homosexual

slider: asexual

merlin: heterosexual

wolfman: hollywoodsexual

hollywood: wolfmansexual

chipper: demisexual/heteroromantic

sundown: heterosexual

@neothegayturtle you want hollywolf? I'll give you hollywolf!!! :D (I love them sm. I just rewatched top gun and giggled every time they were in screen)

Slider <3

sometimes i remember that fake sequel to top gun where ice dies and i laugh abt it

We never see him actually die so he’s actually alive and well and married to Mav and living his best life send tweet

Dates & Nerves

part two of Turbulence & Temptation

Ever since that night at The Hard Deck—the night that ended with your back pressed against the bar, your hands tangled in his shirt, and his lips leaving you breathless—he’d made it his personal mission to get you to go on a date with him.

And every single time, you shot him down.

The first time:

“You, me, dinner this Friday,” Jake said confidently, leaning against the bar beside you, beer in hand.

You didn’t even look up from your drink. “No, thanks.”

Jake blinked. “That’s it? Just ‘no, thanks’?”

“Would you rather I say ‘hell no’?” you teased, smirking as you took a sip.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Alright, challenge accepted.”

Happy pride month to HIM