A little announcement
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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A little announcement
I'm switching to a new MotA blog for a more curated experience, and keeping this one as my multifandom blog and a memory archive.
Find me here, under soliloquy-dawn.
please you guys you have to reblog art and fanfics and gifsets and analysis! likes don't actually boost posts on tumblr, reblogs do!!! support your local artist, writer, and gifset makers!!!!! REBLOG REBLOG REBLOG!!!!!!!!!!!
It is highly understandable that John Egan fell in love with this man.
gif: jake-wheeler
Do we have a canon AU where John is there with Gale on the Bremen mission and they both go down, then have to first find each other, then be on the run together? I think it would be interesting to see them trying to get out of Germany alive and actually making it. With much angst and love, of course.
I just love major egan in his dress uniform
now this is girl dinner
Yummy, yum yum. *chews loudly with their mouth open*
he’s something else 🖤🖤🖤
Even with the sweat sticking to their body, the smell is so inherently Gale that John almost wants to cry at the idea that he could have lost it forever.
- Unnamed WIP set after the Regensburg Mission OMG?? Near death experience and cathartic sex after? Can I know more? A snipper, perhaps?
I giggled at this, thank you 🥹❤️
So, actually, the funny thing is I've hit a slump on this WIP because I couldn't decide if I wanted them to go the smut route or not lmao. I feel like lately I've written a lot of smut for them, or at least turned a lot of moments that could be fully fluffy or otherwise into smut moment so I had to take a step back to see if that was me being horny or if it actually fitted the fic 😂 I think that snippet is from a moment where they hug but the undertone definitely is there lol, and y'know, after John takes care of Gale's wounds, Gale wants to clean John's cuts and at that point, he is on John's lap so...
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Something about them both being desperate to be one and to feel the other, to know the other's warm and alive and what better way for Gale to make sure that John's alive but to feel John's heartbeat deep inside him?
... yeah I might go the smut route actually lmao
That felt fitting lmao, cathartic sex my beloved
great big wwii resource guide :)
when i first started looking into wwii records, my main thought was ‘damn really feels like this should be easier??’ i was thinking, given the booming books-about-tanks industry in america, that there would be some kind of massive GI database or a big book saying where every unit was when, etc etc. and there is super not. in my opinion this is the fault of the national archives and records administration, but we don’t have to get into it.
here is a big list of the workarounds and resources i use to find existing primary and secondary source information about wwii, from the level of one individual GI up to units and divisions, as well as general context about the soldier’s experience.
SO YOU WANNA FIND…
Stalag Fashion
all debates abt the artistic merits of fanfiction fail to recognize the purpose of fic. you don’t write fic to be published or to learn how to construct a narrative although you can use it to develop style. you write it so that your friends will message you “bestie you’re utterly deranged for this one im eating dirt”
If not gay ... THEN WHY EACHOTHER'S NARRATIVE FOIL?🤨 hmmm?? 🤔🤔🤔 WHY THE LIGHT SIDE TO HIS DARK ONE?? WHY CAN'T GO WITHOUT THE CAMERA POINTING AT FACE FOR MILLISECOND WHEN OTHER'S NAME MENTIONED??? why SO MUCH VISIBLE SUBTEXT IN CONTEXT?? 🧐
Was someone writing a clegan Atonement AU?
Moi! I've been posting snippets here. I'm 15k into what I expect to be a 120k minimum project. And I'm loving every second of it.
Here's another snippet, cause why not.
The boys are talking about a replica of the The Kiss by Rodin.
Gale rather liked the sculpture. Its craftsmanship was undeniable, though not as breath-taking as the original. It leaned into the grandiose and the nebulously modern, which clashed with the parkland’s idyllic surroundings and its pastoral ideal. Caught in its curvature was a peculiar and beguiling rawness, a lyrical debauchery: two lovers, their bodies twisted by unruly desire, sharing an almost kiss moments before disaster. “They’re the epitome of hiding in plain sight,” Bucky had said once, peering at the entangled figures from the east balcony. “Look at them, it’s like they’re asking to get caught. But they’re so brazen about it, so carelessly casual. No one would dare to call them out.” “Francesca and her lover were murdered by her husband,” said Gale. “Good thing I’m not married.” “Don’t tempt fate,” Gale warned him. Bucky didn’t respond. Instead, he pulled Gale closer and bit into the tender side of his neck, which was a type of an apology in their books.
Last Lines Tag
Thank you @amiserableseriesofevents @alienoresimagines and @majorbuckyegan for the tag!
Of course, this is from Atonement AU. Did I mention I'm obsessed?
Gale grabbed Marge by the elbow, nudging her off the road. “Speak of the devil, hmm?” With a timid touch to her sunburnt cheeks, she scurried closer. “Please, will you do the dramatic reading?” she asked, putting her full weight on his arm and lacing their fingers together. “For me.” Startled, he ripped his hand away. “Don’t do that." “Why?” She pouted, but took a step back, holding her fist to her chest as if nursing a burn. There was no time for explanations. The car, honking thrice, came to a screeching halt at their side, gravel spurting from beneath the wheels. “Marge, look at you!” Helen called from the passenger seat, rolling down the windows. “You’ve grown at least two inches since April, I swear. Did you miss me?”
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Tagging @middlingmay @kaaaaaaarf @sleepr-agent420 and @whirlpool-blogs <3