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//OMG! ADORABLE PRECIOUSNESS!!!!! I DON’T KNOW HOW YOU FOUND THIS, BUT BLESS YOU!!! BLESS YOU BLESS YOU BLESS YOU!!!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MANY YEARS I STALKED THE INTERNET TRYING TO FIND YEARBOOK PICTURE(S) OF HIM!!! I KNEW THERE HAD TO BE AT LEAST ONE OUT THERE, BUT COULD NEVER FIND IT! AHHHHHHHH!! YOU JUST MADE AN INCREDIBLY SHITTY WEEK MUCH BETTER!!!

#Dwight Schultz #young Dwight #bb!Murdock #I'm crying over his adorableness!#I can't with his precious face!#and his hair all slicked down and off to the side!#Ugh! ADORABLE PRECIOUS BABY!!!!

Wait for me by the Rainbow Bridge... Henry Blake Jan 19, 2008 - Mar 18, 2016

#out of my mind #quite literally

NSFW ASKS (Ohgod why)

1: When did you lose your virginity?

2: Rough sex or soft sex?

3: Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes?

4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex?

5: Favourite sex position?

6: Do you like to be dominant or submissive?

7: Have you ever had any one night stands?

8: Sex on the bed, couch or the floor?

9: Have you ever had sex in a public place?

10: Have you ever been caught masturbating?

11: What does your favourite sexy underwear look like?

12: How often do you have sex?

13: Is there anybody right now you’d like to have sex with?

14: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex?

15: Most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you during sex?

16: A song you’d listen to during hard/rough/kinky sex?

17: A song you’d listen to during soft/slow/passionate sex?

18: Are you into dressing up for sex?

19: Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower?

20: If you could have sex with anyone right now, who would it be?

21: Have you ever had a threesome? If not, would you?

22: Do you/would you use sex toys?

23: Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture?

24: Would you have sex with your best friend?

25: Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink)

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny?

27: Early morning sex or late night sex?

28: Favourite body part on the opposite sex?

29: Favourite body part on the same sex?

30: Do you watch porn?

#oh what the hell #worth a shot anyways #ask me things

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Soldiers load a medevac

Reblog if your muse would risk their life to save a loved one

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//nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!! Mun’s weakness!! Adorable baby! Wearing aviators hat and goggles! Holding a toy bi-plane! Too much cuteness! *Falls over!* *Proclaims this little one to be Face and Murdock’s grandson. The son of their daughter, Emmaline. Who is a Major in the Air Force.*

#Out Of My Mind #too much adorableness!!

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me: i only ship with chemistry!! our muses have to develop a long and slow relationship, i don’t like jumping into things!!! MY muse: *points at EVERY SINGLE muse* i want that one!!! Me @ muse:

Originally posted by mrthisbody

#out of my mind #Murdock doesn't do this with EVERYONE #but I have other muses that do.

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boara

HE THOUGHT HIS LIL FRIEND GOT BAKED INTO A COOKIE I AM 100% DONE AWHH

#things Murdock enjoys #old Looney Tunes cartoons

//I ACTUALLY HAVE TIME TO TUMBL FIRST THING AFTER KIDDROP AND THIS IS WHAT I COME TO. THIS FANTASTIC HEARTBREAKING RIP YOUR HEART OUT AND STOMP ON IT MAKE YOU CRY FIC?!?!?!? HOW DARE YOU, SIR! HOW DARE! *SOBBING*

//This so was not the direction the fic was supposed to go. I mean, it was supposed to be a little sad, a bit angsty, but there wasn't supposed to be this much sad and pain and frakin' character death! I already wrote a death fic for A-Team! Why would my brain do this to me?!?!?

Funny Old World -- Tumblr fic

Their names were cleared. At long last, they were free and clear to do as they pleased. B.A. could safely take a train back to Chicago to visit his mama more often now. Frankie could go back to the barrio where his family was waiting anxiously for his return. The Aquamanic could finally make his triumphant return to the big screen as Hannibal once again took up acting in C grade monster movies. They were free! Stockwell would have to find new lapdogs to do his bidding, cuz they were done, gone, outta there brother! It was a funny old world though. One that had Murdock believing when he heard Hannibal announce that they should start their own security business. It would keep them all together, and there were plenty of people who no doubt still needed their help. Besides, they'd been a team for close to seventeen years! Surely that meant nothing could break them apart. And then, one by one, they went their separate ways. Slowly. Oh so slowly. They drifted apart right in front of him. A funny old world. B.A. got a job offer from his old high school in Chicago, begging him to come coach the football team. He left with a promise to keep in touch and a threat to Murdock about unexpected visits and to leave his mama alone. Murdock felt a little piece of him fade away at B.A.'s departure. A funny old world. Frankie Santana, who Murdock never much cared for or trusted to begin with, raced back to Los Angeles when word reached him that his father was sick and the family needed him. Honestly, Murdock wouldn't have minded Frankie leaving, if it hadn't prompted Hannibal to follow so closely behind. A funny old world. Murdock never knew his father. Didn't even know the man's name or what he might have looked like. He grew up with his maternal grandparents, so it was always his understanding his father had never been in the picture to begin with. During the war, it was Hannibal Smith who had filled that void of an absent father figure. When he strolled away down the walkway to his waiting plane, a trail of cigar smoke following behind him, a larger, more painful piece of Murdock went with him. A funny old world. Face though. Face had been the first to make a run for it. It shouldn't have surprised Murdock, or even hurt as much as it did, given that Face had already abandoned their team twice before. It was no secret that he had wanted out. That he wanted to get back to wining and dining the beautiful people, work the room and scam his way into influential circles. But Face was his best friend. His kindred spirit. Both orphaned at a young age. They both were misunderstood and had issues with authority in Vietnam. They'd done a lot of growing up together in those jungles half a world away. A funny old world... Face would go on to have the life he always dreamed of having. The money, the women, the fast cars and designer clothes. He'd push the last decade and a half out of his mind as best he could, only bringing up a fond smile as he tipped a toast to Hannibal as he wins an award for his monster roles. Hannibal, who is far too busy with roles to give much thought to the men he'd grown to think of as the son's he'd never had. He'd remember them, from time to time, but he wouldn't have time to think about them. Except for when he would do lunch with Frankie. The kid from the barrio, who made a name for himself as a special effects expert in Hollywood. Who may or may not have pitched the idea of someone needing to do a movie about the A-Team's origins and exploits. Much to B.A.'s extreme displeasure. B.A. didn't want their trials and tribulations to be broadcast to the world through the glittery rose colored glasses Hollywood would show it through. He had his kids to think of. Those young minds who looked up to him and respected him. He didn't want them getting the wrong ideas. And he definitely didn't want none of them taking after that crazy man, Murdock. The world wasn't ready for the one it already had and the last thing B.A. wanted was to deal with another one all over again. A funny old world... Seventeen years of friendship wasn't enough to keep them together. Two months held in a POW camp wasn't enough. Near death experiences. Close calls with the military. None of it mattered to anyone but Murdock. Murdock, who had no place to call home anymore. Murdock, who thanks to his ten plus years living in the psych ward would probably never be able to get his private pilot's license again. Would never be able to fly again. Murdock, who never held a job for more than a couple weeks at a time. Murdock, who's only family left in the world had been a surly black man wearing too much gold, a cigar chain smoking substitute father, and the baby faced orphan who Murdock had foolishly thought would stick with him to the end of days. Murdock, who's only family left in the world, was gone. He would think of them often. He'd remember the good times and the bad. A notebook kept in the pocket of his battered and worn DaNang 1970 flight jacket held newspaper clippings: 'Aquamanic VI: Bride of Aquamanic Returns' Surprise Blockbuster Smash!; Edison East High School to Bring Home Third All-State Football Championship in Five Years!; Templeton Peck to Wed Hollywood Starlet, Megan Nicole! A funny old world... A box arrives on set, addressed to Hannibal Smith. A battered and worn jacket inside, the art work across the back is old and faded, a roaring tiger past its prime glaring out from the cracks of time. Suddenly, Hannibal can't help but think of his old team. A funny old world... Mrs. B puts a hand to her chest as her "Scooter" opens the package that had arrived there earlier that day for him. A lucky rabbit's foot, two packs of Doublemint gum, eighty-nine cents, and a tarnished, dinged up pair of Army pilot's wings sit in the blanket of bubblewrap. B.A. is on the first flight to Arlington he can get. A funny old world... Little TJ rushes into his father's office, a small mailer envelope in hand. Face doesn't recognize the address, or the writing, and opens it cautiously. A dark ballcap drops to the floor, a small notebook tucked inside of it. Confused, Face opens the notebook, and instantly drops it back down on the ballcap. Familiar scrawl adorns the inside front cover, the words bringing a chill down his spine. 'Notebook Property of former Army Captain H.M. Murdock. Pilot. DaNang 1970. Should anything happen to me, please return the leather flight jacket to Hannibal Smith, C/o the Aquamanic; the contents of its pockets to one B.A. Baracus, C/o his mama in Chicago, IL; and this notebook and my hat -- if possible -- to Templeton Peck, Beverley Hills, CA.' Face can't breathe as he checks the address on the envelope again. He grabs up the New York Times sitting on his desk, flipping through it frantically. Not on the front page, nor pages two, three, four or five. Nearly three quarters of the way through, just a small blurb in the bottom corner of the page. A grainy old service photo stares out at him. Dark eyes holding a hint of mischief has the fresh graduate from basic training forced himself not to smile his megawatt smile. Such an old picture, but unmistakable in his appearance. Above it reads: Former Army Captain Saves Jumper's Life. Face scans the small article. 'Former Army pilot,' 'Vietnam veteran,' 'homeless,' 'saves young man's life,' 'left belongings on bridge before climbing out to him,' 'slipped,' 'fell,' 'arrangements to be made by Dignity Memorial Homeless Veterans Burial Program,' 'no family,' Face regrets never looking back. Regrets not trying to make amends and not bringing Murdock back to California with him. Regrets never saying the things he should have said. A funny old world... A surly black man wearing no gold stands at attention next to a baby faced orphan. Their Class A's clean and pressed, rifles at their sides. Across from them, a former chain smoker father figure stands staring straight out ahead of himself. A stranger gives the order: "Burying detail, ready!" The rifles rise to rest against their shoulders. "Aim!" They line up their shots. "Fire!" Blanks thunder through the open air, up towards the sky so big. "Fire!" Another roll of thunder, like the blades of a chopper. "Fire!" It's a funny old world. That's what Murdock's grandmother would have told him. Just a funny old world...

#the a team #hm murdock #hannibal smith #templeton peck #ba baracus #My fic #THIS WAS NOTHOW THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO GO!!!#IT WASNT SUPPOSED TO BE A DEATH FIC!#WTF BRAIN?!?#regret all my life choices!

Was the original team LRRPs?

//Okay, because I’m a nerd and I’m bored, I’m watching documentaries on youtube about the Vietnam war. This one is about a group of soldiers in the Special Ops called LRRPs (Long Range Reconnaissance Patrols). They started off as strictly a Rangers thing, but eventually branched out. The documentary made mention of the Green Berets “Recondo” school in Vietnam, and it got me to thinking. Could the original team (Hannibal, BA, Ray Brenner, and Faceman) have been LRRPs?

Hear me out.

LRRPs were Special Ops teams consisting of usually four to six men (usually six): The leader, the radioman, two (or three) riflemen, and the rear guard.

They were sent out on recon missions and inserted places for sometimes up to a week before the rest of the battalion would move into an area. And a lot of times they would end up going up against enemy forces without any kind of back up.

The only way for them to get in or out of these places was by helicopter. The LRRPs developed a deep respect for, and trust in, the helicopter pilots.

Because they were such small groups, they came to know each other and consider each other family. They were tight knit units, so much so that if someone didn’t work with the rest of the team, they were replaced.

Now, we know for facts that the A-Team had been basically Special Ops and were indeed Green Berets. So, it wouldn’t hurt to assume that perhaps they had been LRRPs as well. Now, the LRRPs -- most of them, anyway -- were sent home from Vietnam in ‘70/71, but not all of them went home. Some stayed on to continue fighting. Which means, it is highly possible that the boys went from being LRRPs to being strictly Special Ops and doing all the dangerous missions Morrison assigned them. Which would explain why they were just a three man team going in to rob the bank of Hanoi.

If they had been LRRPs, they would have gotten to know the Huey pilots better than any of the other grunts. It’s entirely possible that Murdock had been the one sent in to pick them up enough times that they finally somehow managed to reserve him as THEIR Pilot, and when the LRRPs were assimilated entirely into the Rangers unit, and they opted out of that, they managed to keep Murdock as theirs. Hannibal throws his weight around enough, it’s possible they could have retained him as their personal pilot for their missions.

#The A-Team #Colonel John Hannibal Smith #Lieutenant Templeton Faceman Peck #Sergeant Bosco BA Baracus #Captain HM Howlin' Mad Murdock #meta #headcanon possibly?

//If you ever want to watch a heartwarming, but heartbreaking, documentary about the US’s involvement the last few days of the Vietnam war, I recommend “Last Days in Vietnam”. It’s about the Marines who stayed behind to try and evacuate as many South Vietnamese as they possibly could out of Saigon before the North Vietnamese overtook the city.

75 helicopters flew 18.5 hrs STRAIGHT, evacuating over 2,000 people from the American Embassy. It’s my belief that if Murdock hadn’t already been committed in a psych ward in LA, he would have been right there with his helicopter helping. And he would have given his CO’s the finger to go back and get as many more as he possibly could at the very end of it all.

Definitely recommended watch. It’s on Netflix for streaming. It’s honestly something that I never knew anything about. It’s like a piece of the Vietnam war that the history books forget to tell you about.

#Out of My Mind #Last Days in Vietnam

// TBT. C2E2 convention, Chicago, IL March 2011.

@lyzaz asked if I have a Murdock jacket. Why yes. Yes I do! The jacket itself was a close to Murdock’s as I could get/afford and then the incredible and amazing AJ Howard (I don’t know if she’s on Tumblr, or if she’s even still painting them) did the painting for me. AJ is the ONLY person who can nail it as close to the original that even the original prop guys from the show saw her jackets and went, “Are you sure that’s not one of our old ones???” She even took one when she met Dwight and he told her he’d seen so many people try to replicate his jacket but hers blew them all out of the water.

Love love LOVE my jacket! And someday, it may even fit me properly again.

#Out Of My Mind #lyzaz #throwback thursday