#enjoy!!!!!!

[ghostlychief]

missionary position in your position series? I LOVE EM SO FAR !!’🫶🏻🫶🏻

anon, you read my mind bc this was my idea for the next part….hope you enjoy sweetie 🫶🏻

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pov

ghost x fem!reader

Warnings: smut; MINORS DNI; missionary

summary: ghost has you in missionary, and you think you might be loosing your mind

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ghost wishes you could see yourself like this.

A flushed, whimpering mess underneath him as he drives himself into you.

The look of pure bliss on your pretty face is something he could look at all day, and because of the position you’re both currently in, he can.

Your hair is sprawled on the pillow underneath your head, and your cheeks are warm. He knows, because every once in a while, he brings one of his large hands up to cup your sweet face, and feels the warmth radiating into his palm.

His thumb brushes along your bottom lip, and then he dips down to capture your lips with his in a saccharine kiss, that leaves you more fevered than before.

He knows you can feel the girth of him every time he moves because of the little whimpers that leave your mouth every time he moves in and out of you. The pressure on his biceps caused by the grip of your fingertips is an indicator as well.

earlier, he had placed a pillow under your hips, which allowed you to feel him better; you had voiced to him that there was a slight pinch every time he moved. Hating any discomfort you felt, he immediately rectified the situation, the pillow solving your problems.

so now, both of you were in complete bliss, the feeling of each other against one another felt heavenly, and you are both close to your demise.

He picks up the pace, and one of this hands comes up under your thigh to push it up against your torso, allowing him more room to move.

he can feel you pulsing around him, so he brings his hand down to rub tight circles on your center, which has you tumbling over the edge.

You let out the sweetest sound he has ever heard and, miraculously, you’re even more fucked out than before.

Your soft eyes meet his, and he knows he’s done for.

he follows shortly after you, falling over the edge, succumbing to the ecstasy.

after you both have come back down from your highs, he once again brings a hand up to cup your face, and leaves a tender, lingering kiss, basking in the afterglow with you.

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#bruh this is so #I can’t believe I wrote this #I may also be drunk rn #but here we are #enjoy!!!!!! #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley smut #Simon ghost Riley x you #Simon ghost riley x reader #ghost smut #ghost x reader #ghost x you #mw2 ghost x you #mw2 ghost x reader #mw2 ghost smut #cod ghost x you #cod ghost x reader #cod ghost smut #mw2 fanfic #cod ghost fanfic #ghost fanfic #smut #ask #reply

[shadowqnights]

may i suggest Katelyn for the art requests 🤭

the day i say no to this request is the day you know there's an imposter on my account .

here's my katelyn in a training fit ft. her tattoos and piercings in my rewrite! most of her important tattoos are found on her back but she has some interesting ones visible here too!

TAT NOTES:

her sun is a match of her father's, who has one in the exact same placement !

wrapping around that right-facing wrist is a jellyfish! her other arm tattoos are kind of vague sleeves that i have yet to figure out . in my heart katelyn has a really strong relationship with the water / ocean and a lot of her visible tattoos are inspired by that connection.

her back/non-visible tattoo placements are specifically for tattoos with strong emotional significance that no one else is allowed to see.

#mcd #minecraft diaries #katelyn #katelyn the firefist #bee's buzzing #god forbid i indulge in a little bit of silly rewrite my katelyn is so so precious to me #but shes also a character who i utterly adore in every rendition in canon so like . shes already perfect to me #short hair katelyn always solos #enjoy!!!!!!

[rjsals]

❧ baila conmigo teaser 1

#oneus #foroneus #lee seoho #seoho #kim geonhak #leedo #lee keonhee #keonhee #yeo hwanwoong #hwanwoong #son dongju #xion #i tried lads but this colouring is me being at my wits' end with ps and throwing in the towel #enjoy!!!!!! #mygifs

[qrowscant-art]

1-bit rats to infest your dash ✨

#rat #ratblr #rodent #1 bit art #ditherpunk #mal-art #artists on tumblr #for my game : ) but since these guys are background filler to make their assigned page look less empty #im fine posting them hehe #enjoy!!!!!!

[wexhappyxfew]

hiya shannon hope youre doing well 😚 now ill let you pick the pairing because i actually haven't watched mota yet (which is treason and all, i know), but can't miss out on a chance to read some of your amazing writing. i thought these prompts were interesting:

3. “Tell me to leave and I’ll never bother you again.”

29. “Don’t lie to me. I was there.” 

xoxo hope to hear back from you soon and can't wait to read!

HI FRIEND!!!! i hope you're doing well toooo!! thank you so much for stopping by! awe it's no worries, you know that!! i always say watch when you can or want haha!! :D you're too kind, friend, thank you for the love and support and i hope it lives up to it!!! i picked my OC Judy Rybinski and who she is ~eventually~ paired up with, a fav of favs, Robert 'Rosie' Rosenthal, who i have a few more pieces for as well posted and coming in the next few days!! and, i went with the first prompt offered (#3) as it fit the vibes more here! these two have my HEART! and i hope this piece captures that too :) (also: i will absolutely be getting back to you soon my friend hehe 🥹🫶✨)

let it linger

(a/n): for the judy x rosie girlies again - giving you all the soft, slightly awkward and nervous vibes there is, with a hint of that eagerness and excitement as we near the end of the war! and judy gets a promotion (which she deserves and earns), so please enjoy that! plus, enjoy the slight hint of the imagery of a swan above! they're beautiful!! :D also....just incase i didn't mention it anywhere else (and thinking back i probably didn't) after some of the silver bullets girls get split up, judy gets a position as rosie's turret ball gunner on rosie's riveters!!

"Lieutenant Rybinski, that has a ring to it."

Lieutenant Judy Rybinski. In her eyes, it really did. Lieutenant Rybinski - with her new crusher cap, A-2 jacket fit to the length of her arms and rather tiny form, the Lieutenant bar on her lapel, and the new level of standards she seemed to hold herself to. Judy looked up from underneath that shiny new crusher cap at Rosie Rosenthal and grinned.

"You think?" she asked him with a chuckle, crossing her arms as they approached the mess hall, "I'll be honest, Rosie, I didn't expect it. They don't do that sorta thing real often around here it seems. I know Francis just got the big promotion, but I don't know…." Judy shrugged, "a ball turret gunner doesn't see that sorta stuff." Rosie watched her for a moment, before breaking out into a wide grin and stopping in the path and turning to her, his hands placed firmly on his hips.

"A ball turret gunner like yourself deserves to see that sort of stuff." he said, and then offered her a wink to which she gave him a look. Judy gasped.

"You know something, don't you," she said, leaning forward and popping his shoulder lighting with a finger of hers, "c'mon, spill, what is it?" Rosie watched her and shook his head.

"I just think that Operations really has seen the lengths you've gone in the line of duty," Rosie said with a gentle smile, "your leadership skills, your capability to remain calm under pressure, stepping up to the plate. How you had to come up outta the ball turret and take on tail gunner for the second half of a mission. That sorta stuff doesn't just happen. Some people panic, some stall up. You jumped right in." Judy watched him.

"How would anyone know….?" Judy started, trailing off after his spiel, only to grin like a loon and drop her jaw, when she saw him grinning like he always did.

"It was YOU." Judy managed in a mixture of gasping-whispering-and-excitedly-yelling, before placing her hands on her reddening cheeks and grinning, "You didn't have to!" Rosie laughed lightly and shook his head, before stepping forward and placing his hands on her shoulders comfortably, like they'd been there all her life, his presence both warm and kind.

"I know how hard you work, Judy," Rosie said quietly, the feel of his gaze on her both pleasant and peaceful all at once, "I got mixed up in a conversation with Jack Kidd, he brought up the Silver Bullets, and….well, I couldn't help but bring you up." Couldn't….help? Judy was probably red in the face, but she didn't mind. He couldn't help but bring her up?

"You got that look on your face," Rosie said quietly with a chuckle, "I know you don't like the spotlight, but when people do what you've done, you deserve it." Judy stared at him, fighting back a bit of pent-up emotions that have been living inside her body for months. Despite her feelings towards Rosie as a whole (which had continually grown deeper without fail and had been increasingly harder to hide), and her emotions towards the war (which were ever-present), having someone like himself, taking away her emotions towards him, recognize what she's done, and what her sacrifice has been, made her want to have a breakdown.

"People don't usually tell me that sort of thing," Judy said softly back to him, smiling up at him with her rosy cheeks, "so thank you." Thank you for seeing me, like you always do, Judy thought to herself. Rosie smiled at her genuinely, and then squeezed her shoulders.

"It's always my pleasure, Jude, you know that." Rosie said tenderly, before dropping his hands from her shoulders and crossing his arms, nodding to the mess hall, "Ready for breakfast?" She nodded, but felt rooted in place, eyes somewhere towards the ground.

"You okay?" he asked her, reaching forward and bumping a pointer finger lightly under her chin as she looked up towards him, his hands going back to his hips. The longer she stared at him, the more she couldn't contain her thoughts inwards.

"You're really amazing you know?" Judy managed out, with a nod, "And you've probably been told that a million times, by a bunch of guys, as well as a bunch of girls wanting to have your last name, but, genuinely Rosie, meeting you has meant everything to me. Please know that." Rosie watched her, his turn to get rooted in place as a silence fell around them. Judy's cheeks grew a darker red just as the realization of what she had said to him and she suddenly wanted to take it all back with that look on his face.

"I…" Judy started, "listen, tell me to leave and I'll never bother you again, but, you do so much for me and everyone else around you and you put so much of yourself out there to better others and help other people. And you make sure people are cared for and comforted and doing well and are healthy, which damn, I barely look out for my own health, and you just…" Judy fell at a lose for words as Rosie stood there soaking in her jumbled mess of speech that he was definitely trying to decode in some sort of way. There she goes again, just saying whatever came to mind, right in front of Rosie Rosenthal, her emotions edging her on even more so in recent days it seemed.

Even if all he saw were friendship between them and they'd never be able to explain what all those touches and lingering looks were for whatever was to come, he'd know that she thought he was incredible and someone who has genuinely changed her life. He'd know that for as long as he lived, even it meant embarrassing herself until the point she was red in the face. She noted his slightly red cheeks and the wheels working in his head to speak.

"Thank you, Judy," Rosie said quietly with a nod, catching her gaze as she stared at him, whatever was swimming in his eyes enough to get a smile on her face, at the way he seemed breathless enough without words to stand there in front of her and look at her like that, "it's the right thing to do. Here. Right now. In the world. Help people. Make them know they're an important part in all of this. I….wow, bit of a loss for words, Jude." Judy watched him and then smiled grandly up at him.

"You take a minute to catch your breath," she whispered, before stepping forward and pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek, where she might've lingered a little longer than needed, but the spark of connection with that gentle touch was enough to keep her boldly functioning, "I'll meet you at the mess hall." Pulling back she looked at him and so up close, she could see every bit of his eye that you never saw from far away, and it made her smile softly within his general gaze, enough to keep him smiling, himself.

"Even if there are a lot of girls who'd like my last name," Rosie started, referencing her rather bold display of emotions, "none of them have ever kissed my cheek like that."

Judy froze up as she stared at him, her heart pounding so loud in her ears, she swore she had imagined that last part. She stared at him, swallowing her words and thoughts to try and get her body functioning and looked up into his eyes again.

"Maybe because none of them ever had the courage to really get to know you," she whispered back, holding his gaze like a sun to the moon, "and know how much you deserve to be loved like that." And then Judy was stepping away from him, trying to tell herself not to regret every word she was saying, spilling out of her mouth in that moment.

They could go down any day of the week - she was done watching her friends fall in love and then get their hearts torn out of their chests. She was done with the war getting what it wanted. She was tired of people letting the war take away the one thing that was ever-present. Love. Even if it meant a few bold, rather embarrassing forms of half-confessions and awkward, nervous laughter.

And Rosie.

Rosie deserved to know. She just had to find the courage to tell it straight to his face all these feelings she had wrapped up deep inside of her. For now, she'd let those thoughts linger longer.

Maybe.

#masters of the air #mota #mota writings #silver bullets #judy rybinski #rosie rosenthal #rosie rosenthal x oc #judy x rosie #judy you deserve the world my sweet pea #her just losing it basically and indirectly telling her she loves him and speed-running away #judy i get it #these are going to kill me the more i write them #GAHHHHH #also LIEUTENANT judy rybinski #scream she slayed that so hard #and rosie doing it for her #here i go again fangirling over the people in my head #dont mind me lmfao #ENJOY!!!!!! #rosie rosenthal the man(n) you are hehe

[libra-cant-just-dance]

MIRRORED WALLS CHAPTER ONE IS HERE!!!!!!!!!

The wait is over! Come and get it!!!! I'm very excited for this fic and I hope you are too :)

#oops this took longer than i thought it would #first chapter is also longer than i thought it would be but future chapters wont be as long #i have another chapter in the drafts ready to post too #no idea how regular updates will be because in a week i'm moving across the country and starting a big boy job #but i am determined so gosh dang it it will get done #enjoy!!!!!! #just dance #just dance 2024 #jacklust #wanderrose

[tennessoui]

“I’m not even sorry” !!!!

hello hey and hi!!!!

this is set in the remedial mechanics au, where obi-wan is forced to take a class on engineering because of a new policy the jedi have instituted. anakin, his former padawan, is his teacher. anakin suffers through the sight of his master reverting back to his slutty slutty padawan days, where he would do anything for a good grade, Master.

(1k)

“Wait,” Anakin pipes up from his borrowed Council seat. The Masters of the Jedi Council turn to look at him as one. “Sorry,” he says. Since the end of the war and Sidious’ death, he’s had a complete change of heart when it comes to being given attention.

In other words, he’s shy. Humble. Aware of how much he still has to learn.

Obi-Wan is always torn between anger and some sort of pride when he sees Anakin do this. Pride, because it is fitting of a Jedi, to understand you have more to learn and room to grow, and Anakin seems so very committed to the Jedi Order after Sidious had been revealed, Obi-Wan had begged him not to Fall and even told him he loved him in a bid to keep him in the Light.

Anger, because it feels wrong to see Anakin shrink in on himself so easily. Anakin is a confident young man. It is one of the things Obi-Wan loves about him frankly, no matter how much he has griped and groaned about his Padawan’s inflated ego.

“Yes, Knight Skywalker?” Master Windu asks. At least the Jedi Council is doing everything it can to subtly make Anakin feel more welcome these days. No one had noticed just how close to Falling Anakin was until it was almost too late, and now many days are spent rebuilding bridges no one knew had burnt.

“Well, it’s just that. Um. Master Kenobi has technically been a master for five years, since he was promoted to the rank of Master at the same time that I was Knighted.”

“No, Padawan,” Obi-Wan tells him with a wave of his hand. “It’s not truly been five years.” “Five years minus a few weeks,” Anakin shakes his head. “But five years by the time we are able to truly implement this program.”

The program in question was being discussed and built out because a terribly old Jedi Master had almost caused a planetary civil war by badly conjugating a planet-based greeting. The Master, who had been chosen for this particular mission because of his linguistic talent, swears he doesn’t know what happened. The Council thinks they know: it’s been decades since the Master did any sort of formal learning in a classroom setting.

So, they’ve landed upon a solution. Remedial courses, for those individuals who have been Masters for longer than five years. Five years, because usually one is a Knight for a decade if not more before they become a Master, so by the time one has become a master, one has spent years outside of the classroom.

“Then we will make an exception,” Obi-Wan says lightly. “Since I never specialized in anything in my padawanship, there should be no great purpose in seeing me in remedial lessons. I am nothing more than a moderately skilled Master in most areas.”

Anakin frowns and leans forward in his seat. “That’s not true.”

Fighting a smile, Obi-Wan shifts in his seat. He guiltily loves when Anakin, a man now at 24, proves himself to be just as he was when he was a youngling and Obi-Wan’s padawan: unable to hear one bad word about his master without coming to blows.

“When we—when we rescued Sidious from Grievous, you made at least fourteen mechanical errors. Crashing his ship was avoidable.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, padawan,” Obi-Wan waves a hand, leaning back in his seat. “That was a high stress and unique situation. I swear to you that I understand advanced mechanics and am in no need for a refreshment.”

“It’s been fifteen years since you were in the classroom, Master,” Anakin says. “I’m not sure there are grounds for exception.”

Obi-Wan raises both eyebrows. Truthfully, he would not terribly mind having to go through a remedial course. But the fact that Anakin thinks he needs one does not sit well within him. Where has his padawan gone, the one who thought he could do no wrong and hung every star in the sky?

The entire matter becomes quite worse when he chances a glance away from his padawan to see the rest of the Council’s considering expressions.

“Oh, you cannot be serious.”

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“I’m not even sorry,” Anakin declares several hours later as he marches into Obi-Wan’s quarters like they are his own.

Obi-Wan presses a hand to his face. “Do not make me look at you right now,” he says, rubbing at his temple.

Anakin feels…smug in the Force. Anticipatory, even. “That’s no way to speak to your teacher,” he points out. “Show your remedial mechanics teacher a bit of respect.”

Yes, because not only had the Council unanimously decided that Obi-Wan must attend a refresher course in engineering, they’d also decided that the perfect Jedi to teach such a course would be his own former padawan.

Obi-Wan had, of course, been forced to abstain, given everyone’s doubts that he could be impartial.

“Anakin, please,” he tells his padawan. “I’m begging you.”

The Force twists oddly around them for a second, and when Anakin responds his tone is different. More breathy. “I only accept begging if you’re on your knees.”

Perhaps it’s the wine he’s had since the Council meeting. Perhaps he just wants to see what Anakin will do. Either way, Obi-Wan slides off the couch he’d been splayed over and onto the floor in front of his frozen padawan. 

“Anakin, I am begging you.”

The Force trembles around Anakin, and Obi-Waan can hear him swallow twice before he finally can get his words out.

Interesting. 

“Begging me for um. For what?”

Obi-Wan looks up beneath his eyebrows at the man, whose face is bright red. He adopts his most tragic expression. “Please don’t make me do a Force damned group project."

#asks #prompt fill #obikin #remedial mechanics au #god i love this au tbh #so fun to write something for it #enjoy!!!!!!

[ralseinumberonebiggestsupporter]

hello my name is ralsei, im driving a mercedes benz,

#deltarune #my art #ralsei #ms paint........ 3D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #smoking #his arms r noodles but do not pay attention to that. it is almost midnight #wanted to add a cloud of smoke but it looked weird in every way so nothing #enjoy!!!!!!

[bisexuallsokka]

hey um. i heard that you know a lot about zukka fanfics? and i just wanted to know if you have a link to “blue” or know who wrote it 💀 y’see this is why i never close tabs, but this time i did AND THESE ARE THE CONSEQUENCES. thanks lmao :D

abso fucking lutely

#enjoy!!!!!! #one of the zukka fics of all time #anonymous #ask me stuff #fic recs

[lovegoldz]

teaser #2!

enjoy! <3

#!rush #the sims 4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #machinima #ts4 machinima #my stuff #posing everyone in this took me out #which is why the 7 doves is 3 separate pictures because big brain hurt #enjoy!!!!!! #Youtube

[kyouka-supremacy]

Where yall reading bsd 108??

(˵ •‌ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

#Enjoy!!!!!! #bsd #people asks me stuff

[dippydots]

The Mystic Mysfits playlist is here!!!!!!

Disclaimers for songs under the cut:

Track 4, Bad Reputation: damn is said a lot

Track 5, Be Nice to Me: from 2:06 to 2:11, the f word can be heard in the background

Track 8, Tik Tok: during the second verse it mentions minor sexual things, but luckily it's not explicit (it's really here for the memes)

Track 9, Average: at 1:16, damn is said

Track 14, Control: the chorus contains the word "goddamn"

Track 16, Love Me, Normally: at 4:02, the s word is said

Track 24, The Dismemberment Song: a lot of gorey things mentioned

Track 26, Don't Fear the Reaper: mentions of death

Track 27, Memento Mori: mentions of death and suicide

Track 35, It's Alright: Goddamn is said at 0:49.

Other than that, enjoy listening :)

#mystic mysfits #enjoy!!!!!!

[genderfluid-druid]

hurr hurr I'm a human body hurr hurr I'm gonna solve all my problems using mucus

#i have not enjoyed my bout of covid #but this part seems to be over now 🤞

[whiteshipnightjar]

Zoozve, my beloved

#i cannot tell you how much this made me smile just bc it's so full of love #moon #venus #zoozve #long post #sorry about that it's very long but it's very entertaining i hope you enjoy this lil zoozve gem haha #astronomy #astrophysics #space

[lizkreates]

Mad with boop power! I felt inspired.

#april fools #april fool's day #boop #please know I'm a trigun blog but I enjoy the sillies occasionally #my art

[wexhappyxfew]

Silver Bullets Writing Masterlist (a Masters of the Air Fic-Collection)

AO3 link: coming soon!

OCs Featured: Women of Silver Bullets

Pairings: SB Pairings

Collection of writings of the women of the B-17, Silver Bullets, and their stories through the Second World War, alongside the Masters of the Air men. Features replacement pilot, Lieutenant Annie Bradshaw, stepping into the role of command pilot for Silver Bullets, working to lead a crew of an all-female bomber crew throughout missions out of Thorpe Abbotts, England. Silver Bullets recently went through the tragic loss of their previous command pilot, Captain Birdie Faulkner, which leaves the crew reeling - Annie Bradshaw hopes to do justice to this bomber crew and the war. Follows canon for the most part, an alternate universe with women as a B-17 crew.

-> Current Writings <-

-> to be updated as new writings come out!

Meeting Annie Chattaway (Bradshaw)

Annie Chattaway (later becomes Bradshaw in rewrites) meets John Egan and John Brady for her first introductions to base. Story is later reworked into Silver Bullets writings and a larger crew.

Sweet-Talking Silver Bullets

Annie Bradshaw heads to the flying club after an introduction to Thorpe Abbotts and an invitation from John Brady - and gets to meet Margie Harlowe, flight engineer on Silver Bullets, as well as some commentary from John Egan.

Package Deal

Bombardier, Carrie Achterberg, falls sick and misses a mission - navigator, Bessie Carlisle, visits her for some well wishes - James Douglass pays the duo a visit.

Introductions and Pleasantries

Bessie Carlisle and turret ball gunner, Judy Rybinski, discuss the future and meet the newest pilot on base, Robert 'Rosie' Rosenthal - Marianne Salinger, tail-gunner, sets her sights on letting her orange cat, Frank, get a feel for the newest addition.

Solemn Reminders

Co-pilot, Francis Montez, has been struggling ever since losing Captain Birdie Faulkner those few weeks ago - Annie Bradshaw attempts to get through those layers and let Francis know she's there to stay.

Lie Down Next to Me

Annie Bradshaw's is sure of a lot of things - but sharing a bed with Captain John Brady when things start getting tough is not one of them.

Quiet Reprieve

A mission gone haywire leaves the crews at Thorpe Abbotts in a mental recovery - John Brady attempts to get Annie Bradshaw out of her head. Ken Lemmons offers a few jokes in return.

Next Time I Wake

Judy Rybinski suffered a serious injury after a rough mission, and is joined by Rosie Rosenthal at her side when she wakes.

When All Else Fails

The 9-remaining members of Silver Bullets discuss their newest pilot, ponder their last replacement who went down the drain and the future of their B-17 bomber.

Very Thought of You

Judy Rybinski's in her head. Rosie Rosenthal can see that. He offers her a dance. She finally feels at home.

Crash Landings and All

Annie Bradshaw and John Brady share some coffee in the early morning and discuss their rather embarrassing mishaps of first-time-flying.

Home is an Anchor

Annie Bradshaw reminisces on her miserable youth as John Brady attempts to comfort her. Annie recognizes what it means for someone to be an anchor, as well as a place.

You, Me, and the Stars

Judy Rybinski and Bessie Carlisle discuss life and love. Judy shares a conversation with Rosie Rosenthal and makes a few bolder moves than she would have thought.

Guide and Guard

The crew of Silver Bullets dutifully awaits the signal for wheels up. John Brady makes a visit.

No Hard Feelings

Carrie Achterberg just wants to enjoy breakfast. James Douglass comes asking for a favor. Greenland mention!

I Found You Again

Annie Bradshaw and John Brady share a moment in a bunk, with quiet contention and silent confessions.

You Pinky Promise?

James Douglass visits a sick Carrie Achterberg. Conversation ensues about Dougie's time in the skies under Lieutenant Annie Bradshaw's wing.

Let It Linger

Judy Rybinski gets promoted and thinks Rosie Rosenthal has a little something to do with it.

Bergie Doesn’t Strike Out

Carrie Achterberg and James Douglass both feel they have ‘struck out’ in their own ways. Lingering eyes follow.

You In My A-2

Annie Bradshaw and John Brady share another night in the bunk. A few honest statements seem to slip. A sort of Pt 2 to this piece.

Looking Out For Me

Judy Rybinski grieves what is lost and Rose Rosenthal tries to offer an olive branch of connection. They share an orange and an understanding.

#silver bullets masterlist #silver bullets #masters of the air #mota #mota writings #annie bradshaw #FINALLY put together their list of writings #more to come in the future! #+ AO3 list (but i need to dedicate some more time that which i do not have today!) #ENJOY!!!!!!