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mypastnow · 3 months
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testoster0ne · 6 months
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alexandre by pascalpprl
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nocternalrandomness · 4 months
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Blue Angels over Alcatraz
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crownmoto · 7 months
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admiralgiggles · 11 months
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The USS Cole
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They saluted One World Trade as they sailed past it. 🥲
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irishwarriornyc · 11 months
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Fleet's in! Three sailors on shore leave cozy up to a woman named Georgia at a bar, April 13, 1939. The vanguard of the U.S. Naval fleet was in town for the World's Fair in Queens.
Photo: John Lindsay for the AP via the Hartford Sentinel
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mrfeenysmustache · 11 months
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And Baby Makes Four
For @inu-mothership Fleetweek!
Wednesday May 24, Port- FLUFF!
last year for fleet week I wrote my first InuKogKag fic. This year I’m back with another, albeit much shorter, fluffy little InuKogKag tale. I did do a sketch this time tho!
I love them.
Summary: parenthood was not something they rushed into, but it was something they’d always belonged for.
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They’d wanted time with her.
A lot of time.
Three years waiting for her to return, wondering if she’d even be up for accepting them both together and being part of what they knew must be a strange but loving arrangement, Inuyasha and Koga had been in no hurry to have any children.
They did want snuggles though.
So much time they’d spent hidden away in the dens in a big heap of limbs and love, stroking and squeezing and snoozing in each other’s arms, filling Kagome up with so much confidence in this new dynamic and her equal place in their hearts.
She’d been skeptical, she wouldn’t lie, that someone wouldn’t end up being second place and left out, at least at some point, but the more time she spent with them, loving them, being loved by them, and watching them love each other…. Kagome realized this was always how they’d been meant to be.
When the time for having children had come around they all decided that there would be no “birth order.” They wouldn’t take turns fathering children, they would leave it up to fate and every child would be equally theirs regardless of how much yoki it possessed or if it smelled more wolfish or puppyish.
And Kagome simply sat and cried tears of love and joy as she watched her men animatedly talk about becoming fathers and who would be better at teaching them to hunt or fish or run or play.
Bangs stuck to her brow with lingering sweat and shrouded in fire rat, Kagome leaned into Koga’s strength as she caught her breath and tried to keep her weary eyes closed. He pressed his lips to the top of her head and whispered his pride into her hair as Inuyasha leaned into his other side.
He held up their new baby and marveled over how tiny, soft and fragile a life could be, in awe of her tiny blacks curls, her softly pointed ears, her round, rosy cheeks, exclaiming she looked and smelled just like her mother.
Inuyasha and Koga squabbled over her name, trying to find something that perfectly captured her beauty, her strength, her ferocity, and Kagome finally succumbed to sleep, secure in her spot in their den, in their family, blissfully happy, blissfully exhausted, blissfully in love with them and their new, perfect daughter.
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neutronstarchild · 11 months
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Day 2 of @inu-mothership Fleet Week! And a new ship I've always wanted to write but could never find the opportunity. How does a tragic set of parents of a half-demon sound? How about if that half-demon is Shiori?
Yes! A missing scene canon story of how Shiori's parents met, filled with angst, and filled with hope.
Life is Fleeting on the Coast Shizu/Tsukuyomaru Meet Ugly
Summary: Shizu has lived on the coast all her life. She's lived under the horror of the bat demons who raid her village, who killed her father. But Shizu has always been strong. One day during a confrontation with the headman, the unlikeliest of allies comes to Shizu's aid.
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todaysdocument · 2 years
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The U.S. Coast Guard Barque Eagle passes the USS Iwo Jima on the Hudson River during Fleet Week, 5/22/2002.
Series: Combined Military Service Digital Photographic Files, 1982 - 2007
Record Group 330: Records of the Office of the Secretary of Defense, 1921 - 2008
Image description: Two ships on the Hudson River. In the foreground is the USCGC Eagle, a 295-foot-long sailing ship with three masts, a white hull, white sails, and a large American flag. In the background is the USS Iwo Jima, an 843-foot-long amphibious assault ship with a gray hull.
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jakeseresinnix · 2 years
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More Monica Barbaro in leather jackets, please.
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viva-el-belt-libre · 2 years
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Fleet Week - Day 2: Friendship day
Oh yeah! This is it, my kind of fic!
There are so many good friendships in the series, and I went with InuYasha & Sango. Because I'm a sucker for dog boy having to adjust to his friend being a mama.
As usual, shout out to @inu-mothership for the event, and @hanmajoerin for helping me make it better.
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Kick
By then, Sango was used to having her stomach touched by everyone.
As her belly grew, so did the attention she received from everyone around her. 
Miroku, who was already a very touchy husband, became even more so the minute she announced her suspicions 6 months previously. He managed to mostly control himself when they were in public, but as soon as they were alone, his hands would fly over to her stomach, trying to feel any and every movement happening inside. He didn’t give her a break, not even at night: he now slept exclusively with his arms around her middle, which sometimes got him an elbow on the ribs from time to time when Sango needed to move.
The children were by far the most openly excited, greeting her hands first everyday. Shippou assigned himself the duty of “baby monitor” ever since he was the first–and only–one to detect two heart beats, signaling the presence of twins, months ago. Everyday he would press his pointy ears to her belly and relay what he could hear, always proud of the job only he could do. 
Kaede touched her periodically out of midwifery duty, and instructed Rin on how to do the same, and what to look for while doing it. The girl could barely contain her elation to be following through and learning so much with her first ever pregnancy, each lesson being punctuated by exclamations of wonder, some bouncing in place, and the occasional clapping. 
Other villagers always arrived full of questions. The children surrounded her with touches, wanting to know when they would meet their new playmates, while the older women asked about how she was doing, gently placing their hands on her stomach and recalling their own past pregnancies.  
Before their battle with Naraku ended, she would have avoided the interactions with scrutiny, she couldn’t deny it was enjoyable being the center of attention in this situation. Everyone seemed interested and excited about the babies.
Everyone, that is, except InuYasha.
He kept saying he wasn’t interested whenever she asked, but InuYasha had never been much of a good liar. Sango would catch his ears twitching and perking up whenever the subject of the babies came up, and he gave sideways glances whenever he thought nobody was paying attention. It was endearing how much her friend was genuinely attentive to the matter, and she truly wanted him to be part of it, but as long as he thought she was only asking on his behalf, he would dodge it, out of… embarrassment? If Kagome was here, she might be able to tell her why he acted this way. Sango wasn’t entirely sure as to why he kept depriving himself of the involvement he clearly wanted, but in the end, the reasons didn’t matter. She would find a way to include him one way or the other. 
It finally happened on a late afternoon when they were alone: Sango was hanging the freshly washed laundry, and InuYasha was by her side.
“Just sit down and let me do it. Miroku shouldn’t let you work like this.”
“I’m pregnant, not armless. I can still handle laundry.”
He huffed, but didn’t move to take the basket out of Sango’s hands. He just watched as she worked until she laid the load down and moved to sit on a nearby rock to rest.
“See? You get tired too easily now.”
“As far as I know, getting a little tired from carrying these two around isn’t life threatening. I swear, I’d die of boredom if you had it your way.”
InuYasha huffed again, and quietly made his way to her side.
They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, Sango choosing her next words carefully.
“They really seem to be moving a lot today,” she said with a sigh and a hand on her belly. “InuYasha… do you want to feel the babies?”
His face flushed.
“N-no. Why would I?”
Sango reached out to grab his nearest wrist. “It would mean a lot to me if you did,” she said, guiding his hand to her stomach.
InuYasha tried to squirm away as his palm made contact with the material of her clothes.
“I really don’t–holy shit was that a foot!?!”
Sango looked down, trying hard to contain her laughter at the genuine wonder of her friend feeling the babies for the first time. “Yes! Or a hand, I don’t know, they move too much.”
“Fuck… does it hurt?” he asked, moving both hands to her stomach, eyes wide like a child’s and glued to her, as if she could burst at any moment.
“Not really, unless they kick my ribs or something like that.”
“It’s so weird…”
“Super weird,” she nodded. “Houshi-sama says they’ll be born slayers since they’re already practicing their attacks.”
“Are they always like this?”
“Like what?”
“So kicky?”
She chuckled. “Not really, but they seem to react to some things. Like Houshi-sama’s voice. Kirara and Shippou seem to make them more active too. I guess they can sense the youki.”
InuYasha didn’t say anything for a while, pondering what Sango had just said.
“Do you think they’ll hate me?” He asked quietly, almost too quiet to hear.
Sango smiled.
“No. I think they already love you.”
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nocternalrandomness · 7 months
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Blue Angels over the San Fransisco Bay
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typingtess · 11 months
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Manhattanhenge is coming up in a couple of days. Are you planning to celebrate?
I love Manhattanhenge - it is stunning. I live off a prime Manhattanhenge street, which makes getting around late in the afternoon a bit of an annoyance but then you look at it and realize, of course there are hundreds of people here - it's gorgeous.
For those unfamiliar:
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What makes me equally happy this weekend (and every Memorial Day Weekend except during COVID) is that the Fleet is in. Marines and Sailors are all over New York City - young, in uniform and just so happy to be here.
There are a lot of problems in New York right now but the natural beauty of Manhattanhenge and the delightful visiting Sailors and Marines - all good.
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crownmoto · 6 months
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admiralgiggles · 11 months
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USS WASP (LHD-1)
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