Ice: I’m In Love With You. Mav: We Called Off The Prank War Last Night At Midnight, Dork. Ice: I

Mav: *watching their house burn down* Mav: Mav: *starts filming* Waddup, guys, welcome to my vlog, today's topic: how to get away with accidentally committing arson because you forgot Spaghetti O's cans are metal and thus non-microwavable! Step one: deny everything.

Ice: Facepalming in the backround.

ALSO THIS IS NOT THE FANDOM I USUALLY POST FOR BUT HEARTSTOPPER SEASON 3 IS RELEASED TODAY. WHO ELSE IS BINGING THIS SHIT???

Mav: God won't let me die. Or get fired. Ice: I'm God.

it’s my birthdayyy here’s old man icemav to celebrate🤍

i am in awe at the talent needed to make this

Top Gun sketches! ✈️

such a tiny guy

i love themmmmmm

The first time Ice's realise they are in love is during their deployment in Italy. It's only for three months, but after a week, Mav discovers a little bakery not far from the base and he gets there when he can to buy a loaf or two.

The realisations come because, on Sunday morning, they are making lunch, and Mav scraps away the excessive flour from the top of bread like it's a normal thing to, something he's doing for years even if it's the first time Ice's noticed.

(Tom said something about too much flour on bread once, seven years ago. He doesn't remember what was the occasion.)

After that, he can't stop noticing all the little things Mav does for him, even if Ice barely mentioned something.

So, while Mav is getting ready for the day, weeks after, Ice can't help but say it.

"Hey, Mav?" He asks, putting down his cup of coffee "I'm in love with you."

Mav smiles. Ice can't say he's ever seen something, or someone, as beautiful as his boyfriend in that moment.

"I love you too."

There was only one bed.

There used to be two people who shared it. The bed saw laughter and love, times of joy and happiness. But then A got sick. The bed became their safe place, as their joins ached and their skin burned. B did everything they could to help, but it wasn't enough. The bed only holds one now.

Hurt/no comfort fans:

Writer: There Was Only One Bed…

Smut fans: *gasp!!!!!*

Writer: So They Spooned All Night And The Brooding One Allowed Themselves To Feel Vulnerable For The First Time In Years And The Chirpy One Got Some Quality Snuggles

Fluff fans: *GASP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

Maverick: how the hell you spell ‘showfer’

Iceman: c-h-a-u-f-f-e-u-r

Maverick: oooo fAnCy PaNts rIcH mCgEE over here, fuck you

Iceman:

Maverick: spelling bee ass