#jan bell

[henk-heijmans]

Bristlecone pine, White mountains, California - by Jan Bell, American

#Jan Bell #California #Bristlecone pine #White mountains

[historia-vitae-magistras]

How about dreary?

Nedcan break up fighttttt lmao. This one is also complete.

Amsterdam, 1990.

Jan opened the front door to the dreary day and the nation of Canada standing on his stoop with a shy, hopeful smile.

"I wasn't expecting you!" Jan blurted, taken on the back foot. "You're a surprise!"

"A good one, I hope," Matt smiled. He was dressed warmer than required for the weather, wrapped in his good winter coat, gloves and hat and standing in the drizzle, one hand above his face to keep it dry. Jan stood there, gawking. "Can't I come in?"

"Of course!" Jan said, shaking himself loose of his thoughts and flinging the door open.

Matt stepped inside, peeling off his hat and gloves and moving to give Jan a kiss once inside the privacy of the house.

"What are you doing here?" Jan asked. Matt's lips were fish-cold, and Jan shivered a little before he took his coat.

"I was in Kyiv," Matt said. "And I was feeling a bit more myself, so I called your office, and they said you didn't have anything booked, so I got my connecting flight to Rotterdam."

"Oh," Jan said.

"Is it a bad time?" Matt asked.

"No, no. Just… I've got a flight in a few hours."

"Where too?"

"First leg is DC,"

"Oh?" Matt asked, and they moved toward the living room, Matt's suitcase in the foyer and coat hanging on the rack like a guest. "What's in DC?"

"A layover and a few hours at the Dutch Embassy. They're giving a dinner for the Queen."

"Ah, very official. And then?"

"Another flight."

"Where too?" Matt asked, putting his arms around Jan and smiling. "Where have they sent you off to now?"

"Nowhere," Jan said, kissing his hair. Matt dropped his head on Jan's shoulder. "I took vacation time."

"Did I pre-empt a surprise visit? Matt smiled, kissing him, full of promise. He was still cold, and Jan could only let it happen, full of sadness.

Jan was silent for a moment. "Tokyo, actually."

"Oh," Matt dropped his arms. "Well, that's not great timing on my part; I'm sorry. I must have called before you put it on your schedule."

"It's not scheduled," Jan said. "Personal."

Matthew disengaged. "Again?"

"I haven't been there in months."

"A month," Matt said. "You were there in December, and it's not even February."

"I have something I want to be there for."

"Something?" Matt said.

"A gift. A windmill is going up in Sakura."

"A windmill. Goodness." Matt said. "Does that require you?"

"It's my design, so yes, I supposed it does. I based it on one I had in the 18th century. It's quite a fine design.

Matt huffed. "Lucky Sakura."

"Kiku has been looking forward to it.

"You have to, by the sounds of it."

"I have."

Matt nodded, collapsing onto the sofa. He looked off somehow, something more shadowed about his eyes than usual, his face thinner—probably jet lag.

"Do you want to get some lunch?" Jan asked. "Before I go?"

Matt looked at his hands and swallowed. "Jan, If I asked you to stay, would you?"

"Is there a reason I should?" Jan raised a brow.

"I miss you, love you, and want to spend time with you."

"My flights booked, Matt."

"Right." Matt shut his eyes and exhaled. "Okay. That was bad timing on my part. I'm sorry I dropped in unannounced. I really thought you were free."

"Why don't we get lunch and figure out another time."

"I'm not hungry," Matt said. His jaw tensed, and he looked up at Jan. "When can I expect a visit from you?"

"I'll be over with the tulips, like usual."

"Could you take some time before then? Or could I pop over?"

"Can't it wait until May?"

Matt flexed his hands in his lap. "Does it have to? I miss you."

"I don't think I can take any more time for a few months, but I'll call when I get back."

"Do you miss me when I'm not here?"

"I'm always happy to see you."

"That's not what I asked." Matt returned. "Do you miss me? Because it feels like I haven't seen much of you in a long time."

"I'll be there in May. A whole week."

"How long in Japan?"

'Fourteen days."

"Fourteen days," Matt repeated. "Another fourteen days?"

"December was only 10."

"Only?" Matt spat back and then shut his eyes, exhaling. "Sorry."

"That was for a whole different thing. This is official."

"You just said it was personal!"

"It is! But it's for an event!" Jan said, running his hand over Matt's arm to take his hand. "Come on, let's get some food before I have to go. I'll call you when I get back and I'll see you in May."

"Do you even want to see me in May?"

"I always come in May."

"Do you want to though? You're not beholden to me." Matt stared at his hand, supporting him against the wall rather than at Jan. "We're not married; we're not human. You can do whatever you like."

Jan frowned. "Matt— you didn't even mention you wanted company before dumping yourself on my doorstep. I'm not a mind reader."

Matt squeezed his eyes shut against some sort of pain.

"Matthew, be reasonable. I can't do anything if you don't talk to me."

"You aren't listening anymore when I try. Even when I'm here, you're elsewhere. You had a life before me. You still have a life without me. It's fine. Do whatever or whomever you want."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means there were no honorifics when he talked to you. And you still use the formal case when talking to me in public. Because I'm not imp— it's fine. You should go. I'll talk to you when I'm in a fit state."

"You could just talk to me now!" Jan said. "I'm listening now."

"You're already packed," Matt said. "It's fine. I'll go to my Dad's."

"I'm sorry this time didn't work out," Jan said, scrubbing his face. "But you didn't tell me you wanted to see me until 10 minutes ago."

"I tried in December. You were in Japan." Matt smiled wanly, and Jan wasn't sure he'd ever seen him look so hollow. "I tried. I tried talking to you. But you don't return my calls, and that time you were unreachable and in Japan, and now you're on your way there again."

"Matt. There's only a competition where you go and make one. The world's changed, and times change. You have your place with me sometimes, and I have mine with him sometimes. It's not a competition. Just compartments."

"So you can put me in a little box and take me out when you're bored?" Matt sighed through his nose and rubbed his temples. "Just like that?"

"That's not what I said."

"Isn't it?" Matt shot back. "Isn't that what you're doing exactly? I was place holder while you waited for something better! Fifty years ago, you kissed me on VJ day with almost as much relief as VE Day. You kissed me both times. I didn't expect anything from you. But you made me love you. And now you throw that in my face by telling me nothing changed?"

"It hasn't!" Jan shouted. "I love you!"

"Then why aren't you actually here when you lay next to me?" Matt shouted. "Where the fuck are you when I try to talk to you and get only grunts? Why are we always playing phone tag? When I'm trying to make love, and you're closing your eyes? Where the fuck are you, and who are you thinking about? Because in fifty years, we haven't been monogamous, but you never used to close your eyes!

"I buy you flowers every year. I pay attention to you when we're together. But it's not as if we live together. Our lives are long. And complicated. I have feelings for you, for him, for a lot of people. Same as you. Don't begrudge me my life, Matt, Fuck! Its not my fault you're such a fucking child you can't understand this!"

"Oh, I'm a child now?" Matt stood. "It makes me a child that I don't understand how you can do this with him? Of all people?"

"It does! You are a fucking child if you can't understand that. And a hypocrite. Your parents have done far more to each other than Kiku and I ever did."

"How the fuck does that make this okay?"

"Because there was a single war between Kiku and me. One! A single war in 400 years."

"It was the largest conflict the world's ever seen! Ludwig nearly killed you, and Kiku allied with him and they both tried to bring the world to heel. Tell me, should I fuck Ludwig? No!"

"You can if you want! Go, fuck him, love him, let him love you, change! Maybe you'd understand some fucking sense."

Matthew's eyes widened. Jan exhaled and saw his breath. The room had dropped twenty degrees around the personification of Canada.

"Do… do you love him?"

"I did."

"Thats not what I'm asking. Do you love him now? At this moment."

"Yes."

"Fine." Matt exhaled, and the room's temperature rose again. "Fine. Go."

"Matt, don't play the jealous wife. It's beneath you."

"Who the fuck said I was? I just said you were free to do as you liked, didn't I?" Matt smiled again, bitter and fragile like shards of porcelain. "Enjoy your time, Jan."

"…. Will I see you in May?"

"I don't think so."

Send me a word, if it’s in one of my wip documents I’ll answer your ask with the sentence that it appears in

#the ask box || probis pateo #my writing || cacoethes scribendi #Jan and Matt || the bells of liberation echo into eternity #hws netherlands #hws canada

[tyrannosaurus-maxy]

Not Red Bull making baby 18 yo Max have a stare down with a guy 15 years older 🧐 

#those red cheeks though #video was posted in Jan 2016 #max verstappen #Red Bull racing #f1 #formula 1 #bells #my post #my gifs #*

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Shirley Booth, aged 26, and Humphrey Bogart, aged 25, in Hell's Bells by Barry Conners. It opened on January 26, 1925 at Wallack's Theater and closed in May after 125 performances.

In one scene, Bogart appeared on stage carrying a racket and, as he glanced around at the other male performers, inquired, "Tennis, anyone?" It was the first time the line had been delivered onstage.

Photos: Wikipedia

#vintage New York #1920s #vintage Broadway #Shirley Booth #Humphrey Bogart #Hell's Bells #Barry Conners #theater #January 26 #Jan. 26 #tennis anyone #vintage theater

[ceaselesswwatch3r]

a list of fathers i hate because WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE FATHERS???:

~rand ridley

~reginald hargreeves

~w!lliam miller

~mr hands

~orion black

~mr peters

~jan van fucking eck

~thomas perry

~bud dean

~mr fierro

~mr blackwood

~cash buckzo

~crimson

~jason bell

~mr peters

#im sure theres more #ignore me ignoring the fact that some of these dont even have names #inside job #umbrella academy #the umbrella academy #rand ridley #reginald hargreeves #william miller #jacksons diary #orion black #the marauders #jatp #netflix #julie and the phantoms #jd heathers #heathers #jan van eck #six of crows #magnus chase #alex fierros dad? #the magnus archives #tma podcast #tma #helluva boss #i definitely forgot a bunch of them #jason bell #agggtm #a good girls guide to murder #julie and the himbos #julie and the fat ones

[instantcaramel]

It‘s important everyone knows that Joe Kelly called this „Peanut dancing“ in his script and David absolutely nailed it.

#ted lasso #carol of the bells #a charlie brown christmas #jan maas #david elsendoorn #he understood the assignment #joe kelly #happy holidays to all who are celebrating and love to everyone who‘s struggling through them rn

[kalliente]

"Why does Archon Bell call you babygirl?"

"How about we stop talking for a little while."

#vtm #theo bell #jan pieterzoon #shitpost #someone stop me please

[ginerva-mollyweasley]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELLY !!

#lauren bell #late dec and early jan really ‘tis the damn season for england cricketers bdays #see what i did there #with #‘tis the damn season #😉 #cricket #england cricket #england #cricfam #cricketfandom #cricketslash

[henk-heijmans]

Neskowin Bay, Oregon, 2019 - by Jan Bell, American

#Jan Bell

[historia-vitae-magistras]

2) and 25) for both Matthew and Jan?

2) Who they want to please the most. 

For a long time, for Matt, that's Jan. He wanted to make him happy. And for Jan, it's never been Matt. He had this extremely strong and urgent need for intimacy and closeness and it looks like devotion, it fools them both. Matt is a safe option, a malleable option who sucks cock like he's born for it. He rolls over and has enough self confidence after the Second World War he doesn't mind bottoming whatsoever. He's practically been designed from the ground up to be a good, obedient partner for a European empire. At the end of WW2, Dutch men felt extremely emasculated by allied armies, particularly the popular Canadians who slept with, dated and married Dutch women. And I think that led to Matt being on his belly more often than not and Jan being not quite as attentive or caring during sex as he should have been considering how warm and mutual their relationship was otherwise.

25) What other people wish they could change about them

Jan wishes very dearly Matthew wasn't so fucking depressive and was more detail-oriented. He barely lets him cook because watching him in the kitchen is a stroke-inducing experience. Also, he uses too much garlic. He also craved that loyalty from Matt that Alfred and Arthur were used too. He sees the power Matthew has access too, the sway he holds over Alfred and Arthur but especially Alfred and is so angry sometimes that Matt doesn't give him that kind of devotion or at the very least, use some of that on Jan's behalf. He also wishes Matt was better at knowing when to rest and self-regulating his relationship with work.

During the first 20 years of their relationship, Matt wishes Jan weren't so keen on trying to hold onto his power as a fading empire. He's meticulous, fussy, set in his ways, and machiavellian. He's also brutal in his criticism and opinions, a far cry from the very veiled way the Anglosphere has. The man probably nearly put Matt on the brink of tears once and never realized. Matt also wishes he would slow down and take more time after sex to just... be a little more thoughtful about the aftercare.

#the ask box || probis pateo #jan and matt || the bells of liberation echo into eternity

[jordankennedy]

whenever my favorite episodes/statements are brought up randomly in fics i get so excited

#me in chapter eight of bell book and candle: omg. jan kilbride mention

[negreabsolut]

Jan (AI), per aiadonisart. [font]

#art #art digital #art robòtic #art artificial #home #bell #atractiu #mascle #masculí #masculinitat #viril #virilitat #cabellera #cabells ondulats #cabells llargs #pit #pecs #renaixentista #Jan

[janchovies]

daisy~

daisy~

give me your answer do 🌼🌼🌼

#jans ocs #original character #daisy #illustration #art #sketchbook art #sketch #daisy bell #ball point pen #ballpointsketch

[mariocki]

The Saint: The Fast Women (5.16, ITC, 1967)

"I cannot even take you seriously. I am not the type to murder! I am too... feminine."

"So was Lucrezia Borgia."

#the saint #the fast women #itc #1967 #leslie charteris #leslie norman #leigh vance #roger moore #jan holden #kate o'mara #john carson #victor maddern #john hollis #p.g. stephens #valerie bell #donald morley #patrick durkin #mandy mayer #harry brunning #stan jay #i guess it's a testament to the decrease in offensiveness in the colour eps‚ but I'd kind of forgotten how casually sexist this series can #be; and then this ep opens with Simon waxing lyrical on how the little ladies generally aren't as good at racing cars as men bc they lack #killer instincts or some such... happily Jan Holden and lovely Kate O'Mara are on hand to prove him wrong‚ with each attempting to pay him #to kill the other in the first ten minutes. yes it's another racing episode (we had one back in 4.1) and Simon has to find out who's trying #to kill a driver.. well it's John Hollis actually and he's sporting a dreadful wig for unexplained reasons. his removing the wig gets a #dramatic sting as if he wasn't one of the most iconic bald character actors in uk tv... oh also Simon spanks Kate. which is bad obviously. #the weird thing is‚ sexism aside‚ this is a weirdly fun episode. the two women drivers are actually strong interesting characters and poor #John Hollis is maybe the most sensible hired gun ever featured in the show (literally the second he finds out Simon is involved he packs #his suitcase and goes home). John Carson makes his 4th and final Saint appearance‚ thankfully not in brownface for once #yeah idk how else to sell it really. incredibly dumb episode but weirdly a lot of fun.

[mellotronmkll]

Overall top 5 prog records?

ugh this was really hard for me to answer because it depends on your definition of prog and nobody can freaking agree whether anything is prog or not...like I've seen someone list hot rats as one of their favorite prog albums which I was surprised to see that's one of my favorites of all time but I don't really think of zappa as prog per se although of course it makes sense but. If i was gonna count him id include One Size Fits All But. idk and then like on the flip side like people will be like rush isn't prog so. Plus so many artists labelled as prog dont even like the label of prog so i don't know but. SOME of my favorite albums that are like. classic prog (in the sense that theyre mostly bands that came out of the 'underground' music scene in england in the the late 60s/early 70s and/or are bands that often get lavelled as prog) in no particular order:

larks tongues in aspic- king crimson, thick as a brick - jethro tull, animals - pink floyd, foxtrot - genesis (of course), the least we can do is wave to eachother - van der graaf generator, and also I realize now I hit 5 but I will say close to the edge as well. Again I never claimed to not be basic

#honorable mentions minstrel in the gallery tubular bells a farewell to kings SEBTP red and meddle #Legend if you consider henry cow prog which they were in this one prog book I have so? #OH and it's like progressive folk but I love the album sorcerers by jan dukes de grey #In that same vein cruel sister by pentangle #Anyway I'm aware I have pretty basic taste when it comes to prog I'm still learning I have been listening to a ton of new albums lately and #I'm sure I'll have a revised list in a few months as I'm listening to more stuff #but um. teehee