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eppysboys · 1 year

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JOHN LENNON (1963)

#John Lennon #John #bug #turtleneck John #thebeatlesedit #man in black #look at that paw #eppysgifs

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ennaih · 2 months

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Father Brown | every Hercule Flambeau appearance | The Final Devotion (s09e05)

#father brown #hercule flambeau #john light #my gifs #god the lighting and colour grading in the bedroom scene is murder #i nearly cried and then gave up #also is that a tattoo covered up?#i never noticed that before #realised i do not actually care for the turtleneck look #well depends on the jawline i suppose #like Montgomery Clift in The Defector le sigh

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blackmensuited · 2 months

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#john gaines #suit #turtleneck #handsome #style #sexy #sharp #suave #men's fashion #phyne #attractive #fine

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noneedtoamputate · 8 days

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Flyboys and Flirting

I had a chat with @shoshiwrites earlier this week after seeing this photo of Callum Turner in a turtleneck (thanks @hogans-heroes for doing God's work.) I blame her entirely for my Bucky Egan obsession. Like Ellen, I am not one to like the bad boys, but there is something about him and his character development during Masters of the Air that got to me. I tagged the photo with something like Chuck wouldn't mind Ellen taking of her sunglasses to check Bucky out, and Shoshi said no one deserves to look that good in a turtleneck. Based on our chat, here's a little fun one-off I wrote about Colonel Egan stopping by the tobacco store.

San Francisco

October 1957

Afternoons were usually quiet in the shop, a good chance to catch up on pesky tasks like organizing receipts for the accountant. He called Chuck last week, and Ellen saw the headache start behind Chuck’s eyes. Chuck hated anything to do with taxes.

She decided to get a babysitter for Friday and come into the shop for the day. They’d get everything sorted and then go out for dinner, just the two of them, as a reward for a solid day’s work.

They were in the back room, Chuck at the desk and Ellen perched on the counter next to the sink going over August’s purchases, when the bell above the front door rang.

Chuck sighed and rubbed his temple.

“You keep working. I’ll go out front,” she said as she hopped down, giving his shoulder a squeeze before walking out into the store.

Her eyes widened at what she saw. She forced her mouth to remain closed though her jaw wanted to drop to the floor.

A curly-haired man with a mustache, aviators, and a bomber jacket, looking better in a turtleneck than any man had a right to, stood in front of the high-end cigars. He must have heard her footsteps, because he looked her way, took off the sunglasses, and flashed her a smile, a smile she knew he put on for everyone and had nothing to do with her.

This was a Bad Boy.

Ellen never had gone for the Bad Boys. She’d always liked the honor roll students, the boys next door. She suspected Chuck had gone through a Bad Boy stage, but by the time she met him, he owned the store and shaved every morning and parted his hair just so and was always on time to everything.

Every once in a while, she wondered what it would have been like to be with a Bad Boy, the boy who kept her out past curfew or had a motorcycle or had a mustache that normally didn’t do anything for her but made her hot and bothered.

She congratulated herself on wearing a pencil skirt and heels today instead of her usual shirtwaist dress and flats.

“Can I help you?” she asked calmly as she walked toward him.

“Yes, I think you can,” he said slowly, still smiling. “I should introduce myself. Colonel John Egan, United States Air Force.”

“Ellen Grant, co-owner of this store,” she said, shaking his hand. “Cigars, I see. What flavor are you looking for today?”

“Perhaps you can explain my options,” he said.

Despite whatever game they were in the middle of, she wouldn’t play dumb. She went through what made each cigar different, whether they were flavored with sweet Mexican vanilla or spicy Indian pepper, how each one was rolled slightly differently and had different shapes and filters, affecting their taste.

“Which one is calling you? Sweet or spicy?” she asked coyly, barely believing those words came out of her mouth.

“A little bit of both, I would say.” He lifted his eyebrows just a bit. “Let’s take a box of each.”

They walked over to the counter.

“I just flew into Hamilton Air Force Base last night for meetings. I’m sure my colleagues will enjoy these tonight,” he said.

“I’m sure they will,” Ellen agreed. “Any cigarettes? Luckies or Chesterfields?”

He looked at her quizzically. “Luckies. How did you know?”

She laughed. “It’s my business. But for most officers, it’s one or the other.” She rang up two packs.

They made small talk for a few minutes, about the store and his Pentagon desk job, but mostly about flying.

“You seem to know a lot about planes,” he said. He looked down at her finger, the one with the diamond ring on it. “Is your … co-owner a pilot?”

“Well, he was in planes, but he didn’t fly them. A paratrooper,” she explained.

He looked impressed. “The 82nd?” he asked.

“No!” Ellen almost shouted. “The 101st.”

“Sorry,” John apologized.

“You should be. Those guys in the 82nd were a bunch of amateurs.” She grinned as she handed him the bag.

“Well,” he said, a little deflated at the prospect of leaving, “This has been a delight. Thank you, Mrs. Grant.”

And with that, the spell was over.

“Likewise, Colonel Egan. Enjoy your cigars and the rest of your trip.”

He smiled, nodded, and walked out the door without a second glance.

Ellen turned around to walk into the back room when she saw Chuck, leaning against the wall, arms folded on his chest with an amused look on his face.

“What?” she innocently asked as she walked past him.

“You were flirting with that flyboy,” Chuck pointed out.

“I was not!” Ellen could barely keep a straight face.

Chuck couldn’t, and he laughed out loud. “I heard the whole thing. God, it’s so predictable. All it takes is a pair of fancy sunglasses and a leather jacket and all the girls fall for it.” He shook his head. “Here I was thinking my wife would be better than that.”

“Oh,” she said, closing the gap between them and putting her hands on his shoulders. “Are you jealous?”

“Of that guy?” he asked incredulously. “Please.”

Ellen tilted her head.

“I’m not jealous, but nobody should look that good in a turtleneck,” he conceded.

She playfully hit him on the arm. “That’s what I thought!” she said.

“I’m not jealous,” he said again, grabbing her by her hips. “I’m the one who gets to do taxes with you and go out to dinner with you and go home with you,” He gave her a slow, sultry kiss. “When is the babysitter off duty?” he asked

“Nine o’clock. The kids should be asleep,” she sighed as he found the spot on her collarbone that she liked.

“I hope so.” His hands left her hips and roamed lower. “No, I’m not jealous of that guy who is going to be smoking cigars with the brass tonight while I get to be with you.”

“You know, you can be bad, when you want to be,” Ellen remarked.

“Very bad,” he agreed.

Ellen didn’t want a bad boy. She didn’t want a hotshot pilot with a mustache. But she liked knowing her clean cut, responsible husband who didn’t own a turtleneck could be bad if he wanted to be. That was enough for her.

#chuck grant #ellen thompson #chuck grant x oc #everything beautiful thing #masters of the air #john egan #bucky egan #masters of the air fic #band of brothers fic #turtlenecks #midcentury dads

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m--bloop · 1 year

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John Cassavetes and Gena Rowlands at the Berlin International Film Festival (1978)

“The strongest female image in the Competition and one of the most lasting characters in all of film history was Gena Rowlands in John Cassavetes’ Opening Night.” - Berlindale archive

#john cassavetes #gena rowlands #wolf donner #opening night #i really like john's turtleneck blazer combo here #and gena is beautiful as always

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crandairy-juice · 3 days

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i Know the crockbert sisters look good in suits

#crandairy art #homestuck #homestuck art #june egbert #john egbert #jane crocker #i think i finally figured out how i want junes hair to look. i dont imagine her growing it out too much #and i feel like she still appreciates suits #but i tried to femme it up with the turtleneck and necklace instead

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johnlennonofficial · 2 years

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Cynthia, John, George, and Pattie at the Grand Opening of the Apple Boutique, 1967

#i cannot believe i got baited by a LENNISON WDIT #I MAO MAD #anyway #john here is MY gender @ kaeli #this is me in winter when my turtlenecks come out #john #george #pattie #cyn #john lennon #george harrison #pattie boyd #cynthia lennon #the beatles #beatles #wow this is a lot of tags

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chadillacboseman · 1 month

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Music Monday Thursday

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During his days with the Federovs, Alex was kind of a d-bag. He wore his hair down, had an obnoxious gold chain on his neck, and a stud in his ear.

He also drove a blacked out Hellcat and may or may not have had a little bit of a drug problem.

Kate (@thesingularityseries) gives him grief about it.

This song is essentially the soundtrack to those days-

I feel like a Hollywood star Hand full of pills, all black car. Rock guitar & 10 shots of whiskey Got a chain on my neck & a massive hickey You say you're a big deal? Big deal. I've been a big deal ever since big wheels Shit's real. I feel, like a supermodel who just skipped a meal

#oc alex #mk alex #kate finding a picture of him and going insane over it #he's wearing like a black turtleneck #gold chain #his john wick hair #and an earring #he gets asked about the hellcat and has a mental breakdown bc it got repo'd when he went dark #the two of them go on a quest to get it back #echo gives him a rocket launcher from the armory and doesn't ask questions #kate blows the doors off the impound lot and they are absolutely on the 6 o clock news #but the satisfaction of tearing off in a hellcat!!!#kate hanging out the window her hair in the wind #alex whooping and hollering and pumping his arm #shooting his shotgun as they drive off into the desert #HANG ON- Kabal streaking alongside them #music BLASTING #omg i need a commission-

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bdsmsub67 · 3 months

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#john halls #mens style #menswear #wool #wool sweater #turtleneck #men in jumpers #jumper #wool jumper #men's clothing #men's fashion #men style #men's style #style men

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guardiolas · 9 months

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#john stones #man city #manchester city #I'm still here #he looks so posh wearing a turtleneck I have thoughts

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erosioni · 1 month

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John Travolta, Paris, 1978.

#john travolta #70s #70s icons #1970s fashion #70s fashion #turtleneck #wool sweater #70s aesthetic #70s style #70s hollywood

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blackmensuited · 2 years

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mattzerella-sticks · 1 year

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I thought the hippie outfit John was dressed up in for episode 2 would be my favorite but ThIs outfit might beat it simply because of the rich blue color/turtleneck of it all?