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dadralt · 10 months
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Anna Shaffer as Triss Merigold in The Witcher: Season 3, Volume 1
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beatleswings · 3 months
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LINDA McCARTNEY in the WINGS music video for "Helen Wheels". 1973.
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hey!! could i request "enjoying the sun that's warming their face" for whichever character/ship you're feeling? thank youuu 💕
hello anon! thank you so much for stopping by the askbox! and thank you even more so for sending in a prompt - i really loved getting to work with this prompt so so much and it honestly led me to a (1) new OC for MoTA and (2) writing with a new character from MoTA that I wanted to try some writing for! :) SO, i hope you enjoy the first introduction to WAC, Lieutenant Annie Chattaway from Mankato, Minnesota!
It was a wonder to Annie what a Lieutenant bar did to a man.
Not only did she watch men seem to hastily salute in her direction, or shove each other quickly to their feet, but they watched her with a shaky gaze before she kept on moving past.
The bright sunlight above seemed fit for arrival, her transport having dropped her by the entrance to Thorpe Abbotts, with Colonel Harding taking her in for introductions, hand-shaking and flattery. Now, with her belongings sorted out and her bearings gathered, she was in search of a few select names that Harding had graciously offered up.
"Looking for something special?"
The rumble of a military-grade jeep, fumes and all, pulled up beside her in a hurry, screeching to a halt, the breaks in need of a good oiling, and a smiley Major in the front seat. Annie halted for a moment there on the tarmac and offered a sweet smile, from behind the Raybands and her cap and stepped to the edge of the jeep.
"Depends on who's asking." she told him with a smile and a nod, before saluting.
"John Egan, uh, Major Egan," he said, another smile spreading on his lips, tilting his head to the side, "Bucky if you like." More widening of the grin.
"Pleasure to meet you, Major Egan," she said, dismissing his grinny self and stuck out a hand forward, "Lieutenant Chattaway, just in from Fort Des Moines. I've been assigned here, as a translator."
Major Egan made a show of raising his brow from behind his own pair of Raybands and leaned forward, arm up over the passenger's side of the jeep, hand on the steering wheel and smirked.
"Sounds like you got yourself into a nice gig," he said, "….translator, huh?" Annie stared at him from behind her Raybands. Right.
"Can I ask where your mess hall is, sir?" she asked him, side-stepping the translator question, "Colonel Harding mentioned it after introductions."
"Wanna hop in? I could give you a ride over, chat over coffee, hey, I'll even show you where the officers' club is." he said and then scooched back to his side and nodded to the seat, smiling, "Take it or leave it." Annie watched him for a moment and debated her options - ride with Major Egan, possibly get some coffee that he definitely knew the location of, or continue to wander around base looking like a sorry excuse for a bull in a china shop.
"Major."
Annie turned to behind her, following Major Egan's line of sight, and found a Captain walking towards them, his eyes squinting in the bright sunlight, saluting Major Egan and then turning his eyes to her. He watched her for a moment, before she quickly saluted him, watching him quietly from behind her Raybands - tall, large stature, soft eyes.
To think he was a pilot by the way his peak cap covered his head, seeing all the war the planes brought to the air and the sky around.
"Brady, just in time," cooed Egan, jumping up from his seat in the jeep and coming towards the Captain - Brady - wrapping an arm around his shoulder and nodding, Brady slowly looking towards Egan with a tired look.
"This is Lieutenant Chattaway," Egan said with a nod to her, "didn't find the time for a first name, but I know it's there. She's gonna be translating." Brady eyed her for a moment.
"Pleasure to have you here, Lieutenant Chattaway." Brady said, nodding firmly, a quick itch of a smile on his face before disappearing and looking over to Egan, "Major Egan, I've been meaning to discuss with you-"
"Later." Egan said, clapping Brady on the shoulder, "right now, we gotta show Lieutenant 'No Name' Chattaway to the mess hall. Get her some grub." Brady glanced her way again - she stared right back at him through her Raybands and cleared her throat.
"It's fine really, sir," she said quickly, "I can find my way." She smiled slightly.
"Nah! Nah, c'mon, Lieutenant," Egan said, "look, here, Brady and I, consider us your personal tour guides-"
"Major-"
"C'mon, let's roll." Egan said and then gave Brady a clap on the shoulder and a wink and then moved back towards the jeep. The two watched him go before standing in silence.
Annie looked back towards Brady and found him already watching her; when he caught her eyes on him, he offered a small smile.
"You doing alright?" he asked her, the smile on his face soft, the sunlight bathing his face in a golden light; looking up towards him she put on her best smile and nodded.
"Yes, sir." she said firmly.
"He can be…." Brady trailed off and looked over her shoulder and nodded, "….yeah."
"It's fine, really, sir," she said, "seems like a fun guy." Brady grinned at her comment and nodded, before looking down.
"Probably best if we get in the jeep, before he starts well…." Brady smirked, "….you can probably guess." Brady imitated a little circle beside his head - before he starts going crazy, she seemed to finish it off in her mind. Annie smiled.
"Captain John Brady," he said, holding out his hand, "I know Major Egan introduced you as Lieutenant 'No Name' Chattaway, but that's-"
"Annie." she said, meeting his hand - warm as anything, encasing her own, firm, "Annie Chattaway." A loud beep-beep and a rumble of an engine appeared beside them with a slightly, pathetically disgruntled Major Egan in the front seat.
"C'monnn, let's goooo," he said, clapping his hands in front of him, "days changing to night, I think the first leaves of fall have come down." Annie looked back over to Brady and watched the small smile dart onto his face.
"What? Are you going to turn into a pumpkin, sir?" Annie questioned turning to him and moving towards the passenger side, before climbing right in the back, looking over to Egan who was smirking at her - she glanced then at Brady, "Will you be joining us, Captain?" Brady looked to her and then offered her a smile and climbed in the passengers' side.
"What would happen if I turn into a pumpkin, huh?" Egan called over his shoulder, "You hear that, Brady, she thinks I'll turn into a pumpkin!" He started up the jeep.
"I think a pumpkin is being generous, sir!" Brady called back over the roar of the jeep as they moved towards the barracks. Annie smirked to herself and admired the life around base - the Land Army women, the townsfolk, the pilots, the airmen, the ground crews, the sky, the sun, the trees. The world as they knew it.
"So, Chattaway, where you from? Wisconsin? Harding mentioned something or other..." Egan called over his shoulder, "They make cheese right?"
"Minnesota, sir!" Annie called back, "Mankato!"
"Never been!" Egan called over his shoulder, "Should show me how to make The Bootleg - you know….. they said F. Scott Fitzgerald would sip on some of those."
"Really." muttered Brady unenthusiastically from beside him.
"Oh, cheer up, Brady, you could be getting The Bootleg tonight - you'd be thanking me for it, too." Egan called as they pulled up to the front of mess, "Right, we're here." Egan turned to look over his shoulder at her and grinned.
"Liking the view?" Annie offered a smile.
"Thorpe Abbotts is beautiful, sir," she said glancing to the sky, "I'll be excited to see the mess hall." Egan grinned and gave Brady another shoulder slap.
"You'll be pleased as peaches to see coffee," Egan said hoping out and turning to her, laughing to himself, "I mean, I know I always am." Brady moved out and straightened out his pants before glancing over his shoulder and turning towards her.
"It's nothing more than watered down G.I. coffee, but it's something," he said as Annie slowly shifted forward, "Major Egan just gets excited when there's still extra by midday."
"Don't be telling my secrets now, Brady," Egan said pointing to him, "it's a precious commodity, we don't go saying that around here." Annie smiled to herself and then slowly stood, placing her hands on the edge of the jeep before noticing a hand appear.
Looking up, Brady was stood there, watching her with the sun warming his softened face. She smiled at him, gratefully taking his hand, letting him help her step down onto the ground. It was only a few seconds more before the two were dropping their hands and Major Egan was making a show of pointing up to the mess hall and going on about something or other about a beer bottle being thrown at the wall - but as Annie followed quietly behind both Egan and Brady, she noticed the clench of Brady's hand there.
The one that had touched her own.
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microbihon · 2 years
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When I was a young boy, my browser, took me into the city. . . to see a marching band.
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WELCOME TO THE NEWGROUNDS PARADE
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gealach-edits · 8 months
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Mao Shimada, “Americano” SP || JGP Osaka 2023
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intelligentbees · 4 months
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Honestly? He'd brought this whole debacle upon himself. It was Friends With Benefits rule 101: whatever you do, don't get attached. Don't become too familiar. And do not, under any circumstances, fall in love.
Tony Stark had always been a bit shit at following rules, though.
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Janus is gonna be very angry when they find that they have YET ANOTHER ultra-powerful 'mon to deal with.
Also, yet another absurdly adorable creature. I shouldn't be surprised, and yet here I am xD
Janus is very aware of this one, dw
Also, thank you! I’ve been holding onto her for so long it’s like…wow here she is!
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saintadeline · 2 years
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shadowmoses · 3 months
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the animal
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shysheeperz · 11 months
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beatleswings · 6 months
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LINDA McCARTNEY with WINGS performing "Eat At Home". 1972.
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tracksuitlesbian · 15 days
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microbihon · 1 year
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Shall I follow love like I did yesterday? Today I grew up somewhat more. . . . What do you think? Don't I look more handsome? I don't know why but I feel that something good is about to happen toward you. . . There She Is! ~ Step 3 ~ Doki and Nabi
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theblackestofsuns · 1 month
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"There She Is!"
Human Diastrophism (2007)
Gilbert Hernandez
Fantagraphics Books
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another-heroine · 9 months
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Ismene for the character aesthetics!
Thank you very much! I'm in NEED to so something about her xD
Playlist:
Unda - Faun
Dance of the Clairvoyants - Pearl Jam
Saturn - Sleeping at Last
Moodboard:
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Steal Their Look:
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Quotes:
“Ad astra per aspera [To the stars through difficulties]”
(Latin Proverb)
“Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!”
(Wuthering Heights - Emily Brönte)
Her Aesthetic:
Letters with burned edges, footprints on a muddy path, watching the sunrise at the top of a hill, meadows with high grass, a big feline purring, wild horses running together.
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Klaus tiredly reached for the door, pushing it open so he could hold it for Cel. Of course... she would need help. She has hooves.
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"Yeah... sure- whatever." Klaus grumbled, letting the door go.
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Right as Cel and Klaus entered and the door clicked shut a strange human looked up from her doodles. She was sitting at the front desk objects floating beside her, however, they dropped at the realization of guests being present.
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"You're slow. It's about time you got here. I was getting bored- AHEM."
She gave them a cheerful smile before standing up. "It's quite a pleasure to greet newcomers~ I haven't seen you around here before, SO!" She threw her hands up enthusiastically, a welcoming smile plastered on her face.
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"Oh, it's so exciting to see you! We haven't had visitors in a long time! You're the first two in ages!" A mysterious wind seemed to suddenly drift through the area.
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"Stop it. Seriously." Klaus looked extremely unamused by this 'Aurora' person. He let out a growl while glaring at her, he REALLY was not dealing with this act she was putting on.
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Aurora's welcoming and cheery mood quickly melted away at the Zoroark's comment. She frowned, she didn't look pleased with her performance being interrupted. "Really?" She scoffed, glaring back at Klaus equally unamused.
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"Why do you always have to be a grump." She leaned in, giving Klaus the most spiteful look she could muster with this form.
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"Drop the act IVY." Klaus barked out, pointing a claw at her. "You're not fooling anyone and you know it."
"I can't have any fun around you, can I?"
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Right as she snapped her form wobbled and faded, swirling and mixing into a red-ish void, a pair of yellow eyes opened, staring out from the strange red mass.
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"You know. You really are the worst Klaus."
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