#( a snapshot in time. )

[risingsunresistance]

you guys can see this too bc even tho i was wrong i think it's funny

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Idk how to label this. Wifehunter John?

The idea of possessive/obsessive John manipulating a situation and stealing a wife for himself struck me, so just coughing the idea up while I sneak away for a coffee before I actually have to start work in 20 mins 💖 entirely unedited, abrupt ending

Masterlist l Part Two

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For someone married to his job, he has put quite a bit of thought into what he is looking for in a wife. Namely, that she's already married.

His reasoning is threefold. He can admit to himself, firstly, that it satisfies his need for control. Competency. He's a busy man with a demanding job. Not quite retired yet, no time to build his own from scratch. With this, he gets a wife boxed up and ready-trained. Broken in.

Secondly, the need for control bleeds into his saviour complex. She'll need a shoulder to cry on, someone strong and capable to get her back on her feet. She'll be feeling a little fragile. Needy. Perfect.

And thirdly, it does something wild to his jealous, possessive streak. The idea of taking something precious, of breaking her bond to another man and tying it to him? Delicious. The idea that she used to be someone else's, that he has to imprint himself onto her knowing that in doing so he is erasing the imprint of another man? It has his teeth aching, grinding even as heat rises in his belly. Stirs at him.

The idea swirls lazily in the back of his mind, never quite finding the right time or right partner. He bats at it a few times, lazy cat playing with the notion, seeing how far it can stretch before it snaps. Eyes up pretty things everywhere he goes, glancing down at their left hands just to check, but nothing quite tugs on that string. Until one day it does when he's outfitting the security system at your house.

It's side work. Cash in hand, word of mouth. Something to keep him busy when on mandated leave. Something to keep in mind as his retirement from active duty creeps closer. And your husband is a real piece of work, all blustering braggadocio energy. Young buck, not knowing his place in the herd. Not knowing that he'd be better scratching his antlers off on a tree than going head-to-head with a gristled thing like John.

It's like John's energy, his presence in the house, sends alarm bells ringing in your husband's mind (Be the man. Don't back down. Puff up your chest and strut). And it plays so perfectly into John's hands because your young buck doesn't realise that what he's really doing is fawning. To John. (Look at me, be impressed by me!) He makes his biggest mistake in putting you down in front of him, trying to sidle up to John and create some kind of desperate camaraderie. Ordering you to bring tea to the men at work. Rolling his eyes at your attempts to talk, to ask questions about the work being done. Waving you off so he can stand and watch the proceedings. Like he could supervise. Like he has any clue what he's doing.

Only the promise of the long game keeps John from levelling him with a hard look, from calling him outblike he'd love to.

He hears you both in the in the other room, having swatted the young buck off like a particularly virulent pest. Noisy and bothersome. Not needed - or wanted- in this home. And entirely too stupid to realise that John wasn't being jocular in his dismissal.

You've been scribbling away for the past few days, something occupying your time, keeping you happy and hidden away in the kitchen.

"You're not serious, are you?"

"Well, yes," he hears the slight quaver in your voice before you find your footing. You've got at least a bit of spine. Good. "You said that I should find an occupation. Not just 'laze around the house playing housewife'. This is what I-"

"Oh come on, I didn't mean- You don't think that this is viable, do you?"

"Well... I love gardening. And I'm good at it. And there's no reason that it can't be more accessible for people, especially with the current economic-"

He cuts you off with a scoff. "Dear, just- I don't want you to be disappointed. I think you don't quite understand the time and effort this will take. And you know nothing of marketing, publishing. Why don't you put that away and start on dinner?"

And oh, isn't that delicious. He can taste it now, that idea that has been swirling. It's thick, almost tangible on his tongue. The tension in the house, the bitter lacryma of stifled tears. The slight acidity of words you left unsaid. It has his mouth watering, pupils dilating.

And when he's packing up that evening, tools and materials tucked in to the heavy workman's case, he swings by the kitchen on his way out. Catches the way something is jutting out slightly from the bin, lid slightly askew. When he pulls it out he realises it's some kind of notebook, carefully (lovingly) bound. Pictures pasted, mindmaps and notes and plans scribbled in the margins. Your gardening tips. Kitchen scraps, window boxes, rooftop plots. Urban gardening. It's deeply thoughtful, well researched.

A labour of love, lying in the rubbish.

Sweet, clever little thing. That just won't do.

He leaves your house with a little piece of you tucked away in his toolkit and a nice plan forming. He'll be back, of course, not quite finished with his work. He'd planted a few little links into the system he'd almost installed, projecting not just to the monitor in your home but also in his. Got to keep his eyes on you, keep you safe and cared for in ways that your useless husband can't.

Finding that book was a boon. He'd say it was divinely ordained if he believed in all that. It weighs heavy in his toolbox as he whistles out the door.

Now, how to get you alone and return it to you..

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This idea may have been done before? I'm not sure, sorry! I've seen a lot of possessive John floating around. Tagging @stellewriites because I said I would last time, and you've been so encouraging of my nonsense.

Anyway I've got like 4 long-form WIPs that I'm working on, so I may never actually write this one but thought I'd share since that image set I just reblogged made me feral 💖

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 4.5: Morning Period.

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5)

[kbsd]

WINNIX: in real life, on-screen, and in fandom

"Dad has this record of "People Will Say We're in Love." Reminds me of a couple I once knew, so there's that tricky smile on my lips and a wee bit of twinkle in my eye as I listen." — Dick Winters in a letter to DeEtta Almon

this video could not have been made without yna @evidenceof: i compiled all your wonderful posts, but every single historical photograph, letter, quote, and transcript you see (including the one above!) was scanned or collected by her. thank you for everything, and for providing inspiration and motivation to work on such an ambitious project!

more credits/sources under the cut ->

the style of this video was inspired in part by (and could never live up to) twelve years a clown and a new season by kira @remythologise. you do well-sourced fandom meta as comedy so well!

HISTORICAL DOCUMENTS CITED (in order of appearance; sourced by yna unless otherwise specified):

Letter to from Bob Gibson to Harry Welsh

Conversations with Major Dick Winters by Cole C. Kingseed (partially via @sheletlune here)

Easy Company Soldier: The Legendary Battles of a Sergeant from World War II's "Band of Brothers" by Don Malarkey, Bob Welch

Band of Brothers panel at the American Veterans Center Conference (2007)

From Toccoa to Europe: On the Ground with Easy Company from The National World War II Museum

Biggest Brother: The Life of Major Dick Winters by Larry Alexander

Letters from Dick Winters to DeEtta Almon

Band of Brothers show bible (via USAHEC)

Ron Livingston interviewed by Ross Owen for The Story So Far podcast (via @sidsledge here)

Letters from Lewis Nixon to Dick Winters

Mark Cowen's interview of Dick Winters

Dick Winters' eulogy for Lewis Nixon

Fairbairn-Sykes fighting knife from The Gettysburg Museum of History [disputed]

Beyond Band of Brothers: The War Memoirs of Major Dick Winters by Dick Winters

Letter from Grace Nixon to Dick Winters

Letter from Dick Winters to Lewis Nixon

FAN POSTS FEATURED (in order of appearance):

Tom Hanks meme by @bleedingcoffee42

Gay people can never flirt normally by @4o4notf0und

Tags on this post (by @stopstopstopit) from @igotyoubabeheffron, @randlemartin, @mr-chatterboxs-column

Why is he looking at him lighting a cigarette like that by @sidsledge

Tags on this post (by @airborneinfantry) from @roedotjpg, @holdingforgeneralhugs, @airborneinfantry, @boogiesheep

This yaoi shit is life or death by @bleedingcoffee42

Yearning disease by @evidenceof

Fujo goggles by @sidleckie

I'd follow him to hell by @stopstopstopit

What are your thoughts on... by @balladofthe101st

Their souls are literally intertwined by @stopstopstopit

Harry Welsh art by @foxholebuttfinder

Live Harry reaction by @finalgirljesus

Addicted to chilling with gay guys by @ww2yaoi

He gave him chocolates by @sidsledge

Loving your best friend so much by @sidsledge

Happy VE Day by @evidenceof

Getting your shit rocked by @sidsledge

Tags on this post (by @searchingforacircuitbreaker) from @sleepy-hyperfixations, @siiiiideblooooog, @redhcad, @kazanskied, @hanniewinnix, @danopdf, @cock-guillotine

Fellas, is it gay by @luckyreds

Tank fanart by @andromeddog

Bastogne fanart by @roberttingle

He's the exception to everything by @runaeveena

The Inherent Homoeroticism of War Media by @oatflatwhite

Honey, come to bed by @ww2yaoi

Lake fanart by @andromeddog

The most romantic dialogue ever by @ww2yaoi

Like New Jersey by @lesbiandarvey

[donelywell]

Hopefully part 1 of my submission to my own event lmao-

I totally didn't push this off until the literal last day, who do you think I am?

Unfortunately, I have work today, so I can't spend all day drawing.

Part 2

[her-soliloquies]

Ben Whishaw, the love of my nonexistent life, in Black Doves (2024)

[posthumanwanderings]

Message Navi Vol.1 (SIMS / Dreamcube - Sega Saturn - 1997)

[forsapphics]

Carol (2015) — dir. Todd Haynes // Snapshots (2018) — dir. Melanie Mayron // Lez Bomb (2018) — dir. Jenna Laurenzo // Let It Snow (2019) — dir. Luke Snellin // Season of Love (2019) — dir. Christin Baker // City of Trees (2019) — dir. Alexandra Swarens // A New York Christmas Wedding (2020) — dir. Otoja Abit // Happiest Season (2020) — dir. Clea DuVall // The Christmas Lottery (2020) — dir. Tamika Miller // Every Time a Bell Rings (2021) — dir. Maclain Nelson // Christmas at the Ranch (2021) — dir. Christin Baker // Under the Christmas Tree (2021) — dir. Lisa Rose Snow // Looking for Her (2022) — dir. Alexandra Swarens // Friends & Family Christmas (2023) — dir. Anne Wheeler

[deltastorm101]

Alan Wake 2 — A Love Letter | Development Diary

[propussyslayer]

"i hate wolfstar!" i scream as i run through a crowd of wolfstar shippers. someone uppercuts me. me and my bag fall to the ground, revealing my fully printed out collection of wolfstar fanfiction. "w-wait! these aren't mine!" i scream, as everyone points and laughs at my fallen figure

[vomitingink]

fun fact i never got the rotten adults event. just kinda sus and bad touch. anyway go my bonnie redraw

alts + color and original under cut

click 4 better quality i hope

original cg

[supermanshield]

This is why World's Finest #285 - 289 should be read in one sitting

[coeurdeverre82]

nyc 1974

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

At the start of this project all I wanted was to 'learn how to draw' using comics as a medium and the MDZS audio drama as inspiration.

I've come *very* far from making simple, 3 panel black and white comics, and I truly do intend to go even further. Thank you to everyone who cheered me on throughout 2023, it has been an incredible year in so many ways I never could have imagined. I look forwards to drawing throughout 2024 B*)

(2024 summary here)

[mudwerks]

(via 7 Mars 2025: adski_kafeteri —)

[asexualbookbird]

yayy I finally feel like a person again

been recovering because sunday I met new friends and went to the aquarium :) it was a lot of fun especially because I haven't been in so long!!