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basilone · 1 month

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Sometimes, war is the province of women. An alternate take on the battle for air dominance over the skies of Europe during World War Two, as told through the stories of an American all-female bomber crew and the people around them.

This is a collection of standalone works that all interlock to form one big patchwork quilt of stories. It will see new additions every so often, especially because a lot of it is written to prompts. The collection on AO3 is my best attempt at organizing it in chronological order.

[click here for the WIP story collection!]

Want to know a little more about the OCs featured in this collection? Please click the readmore below!

Charlotte “Lottie” Rivers-Mayhew Fighter pilot turned bomber pilot Can fly anything, will try anything. Big mouth, little heart. Lives in the land of innuendo and crude jokes. Loud about her whole existence. Very smart, but downplays that like whoa. Julie “Jules” Langdon Bomber pilot Runs this gig and everyone else just needs to get with her program. Great at reading people the riot act. Comically unimpressed by everything that lands in her path. Nosewrinkles at any and all delays. Known for slipping people an extra bite to eat. Christina “Tiny” Heartfield Bomber co-pilot Needs five hours to get ready for any kind of social event. Silver spoon baby. Knows all the gossip and all the good songs. Gets a little bit stressed about flying in warzones. Loves a good ghost story. Eleanor “Nora” Graham Navigator The Mom Friend. Prone to giving hugs and peptalks. Bossy and quite rude when things don’t go her way. Cannot flirt her way out of anything. If you see her running, that’s just standard procedure. Valerie “Val” Hodges Radio operator Absolute poker-faced ballsy liar. Most innocent face in the whole crew. Smokes more than her job should allow. Will try to wiggle out of any lectures by offering the most inane excuses. There’s not a puzzle she can’t solve. Genevieve “Two” Hodgson Tail gunner Shows up late to everything except the war. Always chewing gum. Queen of half-hearted salutes and vague politeness. Keeps saying she’s too poor for this level of bullshit. Has a mean right hook. Madeleine “Push” Perrault Flight engineer Making lists calms her down. Can and will call you stupid in four different languages. Thinks planes are better than people. Voice like a foghorn with the attitude to match. Believes she can fix anything. Evelyn “One-Eye” Carter Ball turret gunner Happy-go-lucky baby of the group, rolling with life’s punches. Will talk your ear off. Could probably get away with murder. Best gunner in the crew. Can be painfully naïve. Dorothy “Dee” Llewellyn Waist gunner Born a pessimist. Genuinely thinks no man should ever sport a mustache. Has a limitless supply of stories about her family. Very protective. Would inspire a riot if anyone ever let her talk long enough without interruptions. Maxine “Max” Morrison Waist gunner Bold and brash and crackling with energy. Cracks more bad jokes than anyone alive. Has developed some rather complicated handshakes. Will interrupt any event or conversation. If you see her running, something’s probably chasing her. Stella “Frosty” Lombardi Bombardier Icy calm in any crisis. Can calculate any bomb drop. Complains about the food. Is a true girl’s girl and refuses to so much as speak to most men. Never wants to miss out on the fun.

Lucille Dorrance-Jones, goes by Lucy Jones Nurse The singlemost stubborn person on the planet. Thinks some injuries are fascinating. Harbors a healthy distrust of bureaucracy and paperwork. Can probably drink you under the table. Encourages anyone to sing. Cressida Dorrance-Jones Interrogator Sharp as a tack. Does not forgive, does not forget. Secretly more big-hearted than people would give her credit for. Really wants to fly a plane. Has an ongoing one-sided vendetta with Meatball. Darlene Mayfair Mechanic Cheerful and spirited. Very gifted storyteller. Turns shy when complimented. Ride or die for people and sticks with them longer than they might deserve. Marches to the beat of her own drum. Georgina “George” Campbell Mechanic Has a soft spot for strays. Suffers no fools. Is here to win a war, not ogle cute men. Perpetually fighting a losing battle against the grease stains on her uniform. The best co-conspirator you could ask for. Imogene “Genie” Chapman Clubmobile girl Very outgoing people-person. Better at giving advice than at taking it. Designated hair-cutter. Loves movies and dancing. Knows just about anybody by name. Jack Ellis OSS Doesn’t miss a beat. No-nonsense natural leader. Very determined to do what he believes is the right thing. Talks about the war in terms of “the game”. Warm and caring once he lets his guard down.

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daisybell-on-a-carousel · 1 month

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Bonus slyveon version that ended up taking over :]

#my art #oc: darlene #character: darlene Valentine

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sisyphus-prime · 1 year

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I love characters who would fuckin bite you if you got too in their face

#oc: kris #oc: garrett #oc: dr. bugs #oc: cotton viper #oc: the traveler #oc: willow #oc: the duchess #oc: darlene #oc: ed #hehehe #oc: dr. weeds #oc: lover #oc: dandy #i could go on and on

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easterlyblue · 6 months

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hphm mcs

wyatt king - ravenclaw - keeper

♥ ben

★ penny, charlie & chiara

darlene duke - gryffindor - beater

♥ merula

★ ben, barnaby & tulip

sophia garland - slytherin - chaser

♥ penny

★ andre, orion & skye

ellis thomas - hufflepuff - seeker

♥ talbott

★ tonks, liz & jae

(credits for the picrew)

#hphm mc #im finally catching up because i stopped playing for a year and theres so much i need to dooooo #also im gonna be posting about those gay bitches so better give them tag and whatnot #oc: wyatt #oc: sophia #oc: darlene #oc: ellis #ill probably mainly talk abt wyatt and darlene bc theyre the most developped in my dumb little head

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darlenetheangel · 8 months

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I like route games, level of love and characters to flirt with, but I don't know how to make them, how about we play? Reblog this drawing with the option you chose so that I can reblog your option with the drawing of the result, more characters soon

Me gustan los juegos de ruta, nivel de amor y personajes para coquetear, pero no sé cómo hacerlos, ¿qué tal si jugamos? Rebloguea este dibujo con la opción que elegiste para que yo pueda rebloguear tu opción con el dibujo del resultado, pronto más personajes

#angel #batim #batim oc #darlene #oc #toon #cartoon #bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revival #game

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blitziegamez123 · 22 days

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Forgot to post this and this is Blitzie's Parents

#bbu oc #bbucommunity #bbu #billie bust up #billie bust up oc #blitzie's parents in bbu #ocs #wolf #Darlene #Romeo

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pulpitude · 12 days

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What's amethyst's favorite food (+ any of your other ocs)?

thank you 🌺

amethyst: their favorite food is literally anything that has fruit. not simply fruit flavored things, but actual fruit. they have a bit (understatement) of a sweet tooth but also want to stay healthy enough to be able to dance and fight like they always do, so they've learned to bake so they wouldn't have to survive off just fruit salads and smoothie bowls. the downside is they like to think they eat healthy when in reality amalia has to beg them to eat actual meals for lunch and dinner and convince them that eating something savory won't hurt them, the opposite in fact. if they had to pick one favorite fruit, it'd be either raspberry or pitaya.

darlene: pasta. every type of pasta. it doesn't matter if she tries to act proper in front of people, put a plate of pasta in front of them and they will slurp it up. giselle's parents have gotten used to buying a lot more pasta and sauces than they need to just in case darlene comes over to their place, and she always gobbles it up like it's her last meal. specific favorite would be either cheesy or pesto.

raida: aside from blood, raida is actually not that into any type of meat, she just doesn't call herself a vegetarian because she needs blood to live. she's more into the simple things, particularly bread and cheese, and especially when they're put together. fondue, cheese pizza, grilled cheese, anything that involves bread and/or cheese, raida will be satisfied with.

+ wanted to do maya and/or ashley but my brain stopped braining. apologies. that's also the reason why i still haven't answered asks from weeks ago 😭

#playchoices #play choices #choices stories you play #choices stories we play #choices game #pixelberry #pb #pb choices #calico's mcs #mc: amethyst grimes #oc: darlene murphy #mc: raida pearce

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princessmo · 9 months

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OKAYYY HI EVERYONE i finally drew my designs for buzzcut's sisters, darlene and jan :3 info and height comparison under da cut

okay so darlene buzzcut is bradley's oldest sister, she's 13 years older than him and 3 years older than jan. she works at a salon a couple towns over from highland. she's once-divorced and likes doing dave's hair whenever he tags along with bradley. the ages i have aren't specific but i'd say she's in her early to mid 50s, around 52

jan (buzzcut) schaeffer is brad's other sister; she's 10 years older than brad and 3 years younger than darlene. she married rich so she doesn't really work so she does horse shows and stuff in her free time. she's sweet and well-meaning but somehow acts like she's always been rich, she's forgotten what it's like to be not-wealthy. i think she gives really good christmas gifts. she's about 49

they all get along pretty well despite the age difference; when darlene and jan were kids they were soooo excited about bradley and i think they'd try dressing him up and stuff until he was old enough to protest. once he starts dating dave they treat him the same way, but dave actually likes it. whenever van driessen comes along they tell him embarrassing stories about bradley, who begs them to stop

#beavis and butthead #beavis and butthead ocs #darlene buzzcut #jan buzzcut schaeffer #mo's art tag #idk man i just thought they were fun

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basilone · 1 month

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Things you said... 'when we woke' for Benny? Juno xx

Juno, Juno, Juno, you know there's only one way this is gonna go. And I know you won't mind that at all. 😏 Rating this E to be on the very safe side, though we're not going too deeply into the smut. Also adding a warning to people who are not here for references to a throuple situation or for references to an established f/f relationship. If you've been following me a long time, you'll recognize Darlene. I've had a bit of a thing on my hands lately as I came to realize that Benny would not only fit with her, but would likely be a much better match for her than her previous pairing. Consider this me taking that idea for a spin!

Things you said... when we woke

She is used to waking up alone. To stretching out amid pillows and rumpled sheets and finding the spot beside her already void of warmth. Lottie rarely lingers in the morning – rolls out of bed and gets ready faster than any girl – and leaves it up to her to start the day on her own.

Darlene knows something is different when she wakes to a hand in her hair. Wakes to the lingering scent of smoke and an exhale that is too deep-voiced to be Lottie’s. Wakes to warmth beside her, early morning sunlight coating bare skin in soft gold, and to someone who’s succeeding at detangling even her most stubborn curls.

“Hey there.”

“Hey yourself,” she grins, stretching out beside Benny DeMarco and kicking the last of the sheets down to her feet. “Mornin’ smoke?”

He exhales. “Passes the time.” His smile comes easy. Soft. “Can’t complain about the view, either.”

Darlene shakes her head as heat slowly suffuses her body. “Stop sayin’ things like that, Ben,” she complains, wrinkling her nose and pushing herself upright. “You’re gonna make me blush again.” She’d blushed something fierce last night, especially when Lottie had added her own praise to his words. “But”– she says now, drinking the sight of him in fully –“you’re damn right about the view being nothin’ to sneeze at.”

That, at least, earns her a laugh and a shake of his head as well. He doesn’t blush – not even after Lottie had tried her best to make him – but does avert his gaze as he moves to put his cigarette out. Darlene rakes a hand through her hair as she watches him, all broad shoulders and thighs that should simply…

“Hey now,” he chuckles as she moves to straddle him, “good morning to you too.”

“Do ya mind?”

He grins up at her. “Do I look like I do?”

“I dunno,” she shrugs, biting her lip a little at the heat that flares to life in his gaze. “Don’t wanna assume… I mean,” she says, gesturing at the rest of the room, “with Lot already out the door an’ all…”

“Surprised me with that,” he grunts, squeezing her thigh. “Ace rushed off like all the devils from hell were chasing her this morning. Tiptoed a little not to wake you, but…”

She tries not to let it sting. “She does that.” Usually not when there’s a fella in our bed, though. “I’m a lil slower in the mornin’. Lot’s always first to leave. Ya get used to it.” She half-shrugs at that. “If you… If you wanna leave, too, that’s all right?”

“You’re gonna have to kick me out of this bed if you want me to go.”

“Oh do I?”

“Yeah, sweetheart,” he laughs, “I’m not even sure I can walk in a straight line right now.” His eyes are bright with mirth as his hand comes to rest on her lower back. “Not sure I want to, either. Goddamn, you two damn near killed me.”

“Ya kept pace with us,” she retorts archly, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. “Ain’t another fella out there who can say that. You’re good people, Benny DeMarco. Even if ya got that mouth on ya”– she grins before kissing him on it, all closed lip and heat –“and absolutely no shame at all, sittin’ up in a bed that ain’t yours like this,” she teases, letting her fingertips skim across his belly, “naked as anythin’, all fucked out”– except he’s not, if his sharp intake of breath is anything to go by, and that just makes her smile –“or… wantin’ more?”

“You’re one to talk,” he says, shamelessly eyeing her, “climbing on top of me like that”– and his hands are roaming, wandering, pulling her closer –“Jesus, look at you,” he sighs, voice going softer than she good and well thinks she deserves to hear, “I’m never gonna want to resist this.”

“Ben–”

His kiss is languid. Gentle, even, with him brushing stray curls out of her face before his hand comes to skim the underside of her breast. “More of this,” he affirms, “if you want…”

She nods, wordless, as he kisses her again. Wraps her arms around his neck, just like she’d dared last night when they’d been out for drinks and he’d been flirting back a little too pointedly to ignore. And it’d been a little hassle then, getting him to realize that Lottie was in on this – had been smirking at them half the evening, knowing how the night gonna go – but he’d not missed a single beat since. She smiles at the memory. Presses closer to him still, kissing his cheek and jaw and neck and–

“Darlene,” he murmurs, voice almost cracking, “stay fucking still, you’re…”

“Feeling very wanted right now,” she grins, feeling his full-body response to her pressing against him like that. Heat pools between her own legs at the realization, answered by a sudden flash of warmth in her lower belly. “God, Ben, just one more time, you an’ me, all right?”

He smiles up at her. “Like I’d say no?”

“I dunno…”

“Never. Never ever gonna say no to you.”

He makes it sound like prayer. Like some sort of talisman he keeps, with her arms around his neck acting like its chain. Her belly swoops as though she’s airborne – and maybe that’s how he feels, flying that bomber, like that giddy feeling that’s taking root inside of her now. There’s a vow in it she doesn’t want to listen to for too long. If heard like that, she might believe more than she should.

She nuzzles his cheek. Kisses him again, long and slow and wanting. “Want me to stay like this?” she checks, to his insistent nods that make her laugh out loud. “Can ya reach the draw–”

“I’m just here to grab my”– interrupts another voice to her right, so suddenly that Darlene almost squeaks out offense –“well, fuck me.”

Benny is the first to recover, and does so rather admirably. “Grab what?” he asks, peering at the doorway. “Didn’t think you were coming back this morning.”

“Yeah,” says Lottie, judgment coloring every inch of her now that Darlene looks at her, “that much is clear.” Her girlfriend, blonde hair raked back into a haphazard ponytail, leans against the doorframe. Eyes them almost the same way she did last night, though right now her face is marred by a slight frown that deepens the longer she stands there. “Jesus,” she whistles sharply, in a way that makes Benny lean against the headboard and close his eyes a moment, “you’re still going at it?”

Darlene frowns back. “Just enjoying my mornin’,” she retorts archly, making sure her tone stings. You could’ve enjoyed the same if you really wanted to. God knows you do it all the time when I’m gone. “Did ya leave somethin’ here?”

“Yeah.” Lottie’s voice is sharp in turn. Her words almost a snap as she reaches out to grab her flight jacket off the chair by the door. She doesn’t linger. “Looks like I left my senses.”

The door slams shut behind her. Too loud. Too quick.

“Hey,” murmurs Benny, fingers brushing her cheek now that Darlene’s gone and flinched at the sound, “everything all right?”

It’s hard to look at him. Hard to see the concern in his eyes – really, are you okay? – that now translates into how gentle he makes his touch. Darlene bites her lip. Takes a breath that’s a little too noisy as she feels her eyes begin to sting. Good going, Lot, you’re fucking me up here.

“She’s just spittin’ mad,” she breathes as she wraps her own fingers around that stubborn curly strand of hair on his forehead, “that I didn’t kick ya out yet.” She braves a smile. Meets his eyes. “Ain’t your problem, all right? Between me and her.”

It’s hard not to like him even better than she already does when he gives her a tiny nod. “All right.” Just like that. No pushing. No getting involved. Just his acceptance, and the only question she’d expect him to ask. “Do you want me to go, now?”

Darlene raises an eyebrow. “Do ya think you’re in a position to leave, Ben?” She laughs as he actually glances down at his lap, then back up at her. Catches how his eyes darken with the motion. How his arm tightens around her waist. “That’s what I thought.” She can’t help but sound a little bit smug at that. “Weren’t we in the middle of somethin’ here?”

“You were starting something,” he corrects idly, pulling her even closer. His own laugh is almost breathless. “Again.”

“Oh was I? What was I star– ohhhh.” She sighs as his free hand moves down between her legs and his fingers find that sweet, sweet spot that almost makes her eyes roll back in pleasure. “I remember now,” she breathes, shifting in his lap a moment until he’s hard and wanting beneath her in a way that’s got him muffling a curse against her skin, “I was starting somethin’ that ends with you inside of me, wasn’t I?”

“Oh were you,” he smiles back, eyes warm and bright as his fingers already slip inside her and leave her gasping. “Like this? Or…”

“Goddamnit, Benny,” she admonishes, to his answering chuckles, “you know I want your cock.” She’s brazen about that the way she’s been with him since last night – he ain’t a shy fella, after all – and he’s smiling up at her about it all the same. Smiling up at her with an almost impish delight as his fingers curve up inside her like they did when his mouth was on her. “Come on,” she almost wheedles, unable to keep a slight whine out of her voice, “lemme take it nice and slow, Ben…”

“Nice and slow for the morning, huh?”

Darlene nods, smiling, as his next exhale ghosts over her lips before he kisses her. Nice and slow, so I can remember being with someone who wanted me first.

She doesn’t say that part out loud.

#masters of the air #bernard demarco #oc: darlene #oc: lottie #benny x darlene #lottie x darlene x benny #mota oc #basilonefic

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dead-road-to-nowhere · 5 months

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Doodled some dead rising 3 girlies :3

I imagine the first Jherii doodle is her before she beats the hell out of Nick AGGSHDHAGS. Maybe I’ll draw some of the dudes another day

#dead rising #art #dead rising 3 #dead rising oc #jherii gallo #Darlene fleischermacher #original character #digital art #my art #oc: mickey

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sisyphus-prime · 2 years

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This is the funniest way to spend time

#fuck you legos my ocs #oc: sunshine #oc: dust #oc: garrett #oc: willow #oc: darlene #oc: ed

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erradox · 4 months

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from March of Robots 2023, I did not get far into that at all but I still like how this one turned out. The little featured robot belongs to @circusballoon !! This was Day 2: Connect

#march of robots #marchofrobots #oc #Turupin #Darlene #friend oc #Adorabot #awash #urgh I miss Darlene and I want to practice her nose shapes #I want to get better at depicting my humanoid characters in general >:(

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