"The Inferiority Complex of Old Sippy" out of context (there is no context for this)

may 6th , 1940

the gays . : )

does this make any sense ? unlikely

Notice to maintinace crews: screw harder on Boeing airframes.

instructions unclear, maintenance workers now pegging each other instead of doing their jobs

No I think thats correct

do you ever think about what Havers felt when being promoted to Captain?

like there was a significant amount of time where that was his rank, his title, his authority; people referred to him as ‘Captain’; and he had to sit with the fact he was called by the name of the man he loved, hundreds or thousands of miles away, with the only peace of mind being that his Captain was safe.

did he flinch every time someone called ‘Captain Havers’ or did it bring him some comfort, like the taking of a last name in marriage? did he suppress a smile at memory of his Captain’s name on his tongue? did it feel like belonging? or did the War all blur into one, eventually forgetting how much comfort and love the word once brought?

and when he was promoted to Major, of course, of course, there was the pride and responsibility of serving, leading men, life-and-death decisions, and strategising on saving lives.

but was there a loss at the one thing connecting him back home to his Captain? a renewed guilt for leaving and then surpassing his beloved? did he wonder what James was up to, at home, as a man far below his equal in the eyes of society and the Army?

were they ever going to be seen as equal to each other or, indeed, to other men?

Fitzjames doing this

controversial but if you are going to give that man a happy trail, might as well give him some chest hair. some armpit hair. arm hair. leg hair

I recently started working in hospitality, and I’ll tell you guys right now, the trope of “there was only one bed” is not as rare as you’d think in real life. A few times a week, at least, I have guys come in who are working together on projects in town or passing through who have to literally book the last room I have available for the night and lo and behold — there is only one bed, and guess what, they give each other a side-eyed look and begrudgingly take it. So write it up, it happens all the time!!!

Totally normal reaction to have tbh

his gayass be damned, he's off to war

Spyros Vassiliou (Greek, 1902-1985), Golden Dawn, 1978. Acrylic and gold leaf on hardboard, diameter: 44 cm.

I recreated (with permission) @kami-ships-it incredible fanart in watercolors (with a slightly different color scheme), and had a lot of fun! The boys are soft!

First look at Peter Sandys-Clarke in Joy

I <3 my blurry husband