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I’m so sorry I haven’t put out much content lately 😔😔I’ve been having a hard time focusing on writing lately. I plan on finally getting some time in tomorrow and hopefully have something ready!

#theo is lost </3 #i’m trying #maybe i need to continue my re watch with my mommsies

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Gale’s Parents-(MOTA hs au)

Mary Cleven,

Gale really got his natural sense of taking care of others from her. She always put Gale and his sisters first growing up. She’s a divorce lawyer and owns her own firm with her husband. (Cleven Law) they keep plenty busy. Unlike her husband, she’s less about upholding the Cleven appearance. She just wants her kids to feel comfortable and safe. She could tell exactly what was going on between Gale and John long before they knew themselves. Mary always has seen John as a second son, he’s always over. She knows all of his favorites and his safe foods. She keeps the fridge stocked for him. Mary tends to be the one that the guys go to for advice, she’s level headed and judgment free. Bonus, she gives the best mom hugs.

Saul Cleven,

High profile criminal lawyer, very much a high in demand lawyer. He’s best the in Cheyanne, which brings some downfalls. He tends to bury himself in his work, pulling long nights in his home office. Gale very much gets his work ethic from his father, to say the least. However, he does have a bit of a goofier dad side to him when he lets the lawyer facade fall. He writes daily jokes for Addy and Zoe to pack in their lunches. He loves Gale a lot but both have a hard way of showing it for each other. As Gale has gotten older there’s been a strain in their relationship, even if it wasn’t intentional.

But he did implement into Gale at a young age that boys don’t cry. He’s the one who wants to hold up the Cleven image. Causing disagreements between the two, (i.e. political disagreements, Gales love life, his grades and school work.) look, Gale just has a hard time saying no.

#masters of the air #mota #buck cleven #gale cleven #the cleven family #no im not talking about saul cleven #i was high okay?#mota hs au #mary cleven(oc)#saul cleven(oc)

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I wanted to offer a little Clegan fluff teaser :3 it’s been on my brain.

“Meatball…” John stood on the back steps, the husky panting and wagging his tail. He knew if he took a step towards him he’d go running down the beach, “Come on, let’s go inside, me and mom will give you a treat.” John turned his back taking a step up. But Meatball stayed put his tail wagging faster, then he took off down the beach again.

“Goddamnit.” John groaned rubbing his forehead and stomping down the sand. God, he’d seen enough sand overseas to last him a lifetime, “Meatball!”

John stopped putting his hands on his hips seeing the dog now rolling in some washed up seaweed and damp sand. Meatball jumped up his ears alert and eyes wide knowing he’d been caught. “Come!” He snapped his fingers and pointed at the ground infront of him. Meatball shamefully walked over to John offering a small whine.

“You did this to yourself pal,” he picked up the dog carrying him up the beach and the back steps of their house, “You better not howl.” John scolded Meatball coming through the door on the deck.

“Don’t tell him what to do!” Lou stated proudly.

“Well, maybe he should’ve thought about that before rolling in seaweed.” The husky’s coat covered in sand and a few pieces of seaweed.

“Oh yep.” Gale fanned the air, “He smells like fish.”

“You hear that, Meatball? Mama thinks you stink too.”

Based on these headcanons welcome to the story of Clegan and Webgott parent best friends!

•Taking place in sunny San Diego, John is splitting his time. Hes embraced being a stay at home dad when he’s not on base. He had done two and a half tours in Iraq, when he got back home he didn’t want to give it up. Hell, he himself had gone to Top Gun. Now he was just Naval aviation instructor at the base, teaching young pilots how to fly and in-formation, some basic dog fighting. Nothing special like Top Gun though, is what he always says, when people ask.

•Gale is the Navy wife, San Diego? Cheyanne? Manitowoc? He didn’t care where they were he just wanted to be with John. But they had made their home here now. He’s a library director at the county library, he bakes, and he’s a full time mom and Bucky wrangler.

•Lieb, similar to John, had a career in the military. He did two tours in the 101st, essentially coming to an end when he messed up his knee after a helicopter crash. He had lost part of his unit and had to pull his Major out of the wreckage. When he got back San Francisco just didn’t feel right. Nothing did, he couldn’t adjust and everything felt threatening. Bingers he went until he met Web at a bar. They hit it off and something in him flipped. The more he went on dates with this guy and spent time with him he could distract himself from the intense feelings. It then gave him a purpose to really seek out help. After he got sober and him and Web got serious. They decided maybe a change of scenery is what they needed.

•Perfect timing and a job opened up researching marine life at San Diego State uni. Web applied and interviewed the two of them holding their hands tight as Web awaited the news. They were really holding out for the news he got the job. They had found the perfect loft apartment and everything. Come Monday when he got the call he had gotten the job they started packing.

•John and Gale have been married since 2014. they have an adopted daughter named Louisa but they call her Lou. She’s their entire world, Johns got her convinced to become a pilot someday. When Lou gets to go to work Gale if he has a meeting, she’ll spend the entire time looking at books about planes. She knows where all of them in the library are located.

•Gales favorite mental image is of John and Lou sitting on the floor of the library. Book in John’s lap, Lou next to him peering over. John’s telling Lou about all the different kinds of military aviation devices there is.

•John, although thousands of miles from Americas dairyland. Will not forget his Wisconsin dad mannerisms. Him and Lieb stand in the driveway together and drink and talk multiple times a week. John’s usually grilling something, they have the garage fridge that’s stocked full of bud light and diet come. (And some juice pouches for the girls.). He still has his midwestern accent, “you tell ya folks I says hi.” “bAg.” “Go packers and fuck da bears.” Gale is cringing everytime the accent comes out and plays. Gale ALSO hates the Midwest goodbyes, John’s a life long pro at them.

• “John let’s go you’ve said bye four times now.”

• “Wait a minute! Chick is fetching me his mom’s bread recipe!”

•This is how John gets his call sign Badger.

•He tells them that his call sign should just be Bucky. But Curt and the other guys have other thoughts. So, they start calling him Badger, well like, Bucky Badger. The states mascot. So, it stuck.

•Curt was John’s wingman until during their third tour Curt crashed. He lost his leg, lost his other best friend and back seater Dicky. Curt lore to come later!

•Web and Lieb have their daughter, Thalia through surrogacy from one of Joes sisters. Thalia is a lot like Lieb, hot headed, doesn’t think before she does, and has that Liebgott sass. She’s gotten herself into trouble a few time, as we know now, using that attitude. But she does carry some Webster in her, other than her Carmel curls just like Webs, she also loved books, She really likes writing stories in her journal.

•When Thalia was younger Lieb broke out his old guitar and tuned it. He would play and sing for her all the time. It would calm her down and he would sing her to sleep sometimes. Although he’d never admit that he sings.

•Curt and Lieb go to the same veterans support group at the VA together. Curt’s quickly became Thalias uncle too. Everyone loves Uncle Curt and his cool stories.

•Web and Lieb are just so happy together :)) even when Lieb is being a little shit and poking fun at him. Or when Web goes out on that damn boat that he knows Lieb hates. At the end of the day Web lets Lieb wrestle him for kisses in bed.

#teaser

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trashbag-baby666 · 3 days

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I hope yall are enjoying Clegan and Webgott as much as I am 👍👍👍👍

#masters of the air #mota #band of brothers #webgott #clegan

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Who brings who the forgotten glass of water once the other is comfortable in bed

Winnix: my first instinct is to say Lew uses his puppy dog eyes to ask Dick to get him a glass of water. However, Dick definitely goes to bed first. I say that come morning, since Dick is the early riser, that's when he brings Lew water.

Webgott: Web 100% pouting for water once he's already comfortable in bed. Joe goes through the effort to get a glass before swallowing half of it and threatening to spit it into Webs mouth (does Web find this as an acceptable form of becoming hydrated? Perhaps)

Speirton: Lip never asks for water because he doesn't want to inconvenience Ron, but Ron always notices when Lip needs water.

Baberoe: they both get into bed at the same time and then Roe hears Babe give an annoyed/disappointed/dramatic sigh. "Forgot your water, didn't you?" Roe asks and immediately gets out of bed to rectify it.

Muck/Malarkey: they both forget their water and play Rock, Paper, Sissors to decide who has to get out of bed.

Luztoye: this one has me stumped. At first I think they're like Muck/ Malarkey. Then I thought, nah. They opposite. They're fighting over who gets up. They clamor over each other and push the other back down onto the bed. Each one wants to be the better boyfriend.

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trashbag-baby666 · 4 days

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writing fics be like

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Curt: I have an idea.

Ken: A good idea?

Curt: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

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flak-happy: being reckless and beyond caring about one's personal safety / mota 1x04

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if he pulls one more stunt like that he is advancing to white boy of all time status

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“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it

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say whatever you want about mota but callum turner played a man in love there

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Tomorrow Morning-Curt/Ken

Dedicated to my curtielicious @mangokittokatsu

Summary: Curt survived the war and owes Ken a ride.

WC: 1,035

C/W: Tooth rotting fluff.

MOTA Masterlist!

"Kenny." Curt most certainly hadn't even been back to his bed. He'd been out with Bucky all night now he was in Ken's quarters.

"What?" He tussled around a moment, his green eyes finally meeting Curt's.

"Let's go for a ride."

"What are you talking about?"

"In the plane, come on." Curt shook Ken's shoulder trying to get him out of bed.

"Are you crazy?"

"Yes. Now come on." Curt let his brows furrow sticking out his bottom lip.

"Fine, but if we get in trouble I'm telling them you kidnapped me." Ken shoved Curt's shoulder grabbing blindly for his boots at the side of the bed.

The smell of the morning dew on the tarmac, a haunting smell of all those early morning missions. But this was going to be different. This was just him and his sweet boy going for a little joyride.

"Ready, sugar?" Curt patted the under belly of the B-17.

"Just a minute." Ken called from the tail.

"Did ya find somethin'?"

"No, just doing one last inspection."

"Kenny." Curt put a hand on his hip, "Get in the damn bomber."

"Fine!" The curly haired boy stomped over to where Curt stood.

"Want a boost up?" Curt nodded to the small door above them. He nodded and put a hand on Curt's shoulder, the other basically lifting him in.

He sat on the edge and pulled himself the rest of the way in looking around. Yeah, maybe he was a little nervous. Five years of a damn war and him fixing these and he hadn't ever left the ground.

"Nervous?" Curt pulled himself in shutting the latch behind them.

"No, why would I be nervous?" Ken crossed his arms sitting on the floor still debating if he should get out and talk Curt out of this idea.

"Come on, you ain't gotta thing to be nervous about, doll face." Curt winked holding out his hand, "Your boyfriend is the best in the whole damn army Air Force."

Ken perked up a bit at that word, "Is that what we are?" His cheeks turned red and a small little grin fell on his face.

"That oughta be what we are." He let Curt pull him to his feet following him into the cockpit,

"Guarded this thing with my life in Stalag." Curt produced a frayed in the corners folded picture from his breast pocket. He unfolded it, handing it to him.

Staring back at him, a picture of himself shirtless re-painting on the pinup girl on Curt's fort. A small little smile on his face as he held the paintbrush in one hand turning back to look at Curt and the camera.

"Didn't even know you had this." Ken blushed, handing the photo back to him.

"Can't let everyone know who your dame is or they might try and steal ya from me."

"I can assure you, Curtie I'm not going to let just any guy swoop me off my feet." Ken ran over the checklist in his head of pre take off protocol. For a guy that's never flown he sure does know a lot about it.

"That's good to know, sugar." Curt reached over flipping something and the engines slowly began to whir to life. Ken was just hoping no one would hear, "She's ready. Are you?" Curt pointed a gloved finger at him. Ken looked out the windshield seeing the sun beginning to peak out just a bit.

"I am." He felt his heart lurch just a bit as the plane began to move forward on the runway.

"Settle down, baby. Everything is going to be just fine." Curt squeezed his thigh and then put his hand back on the controls.

He took a few deep breaths, closing his eyes and resting his head against the seat. Curt speeding up the plane for take off,

"Woah." He felt his

stomach drop as the wheels came off the ground.

He grabbed onto Curt's forearm on instinct, his chest filled with anxiety. He trusted him though, and knew he'd keep him safe.

"You should open your eyes."

Ken flicked open his eyes being met with the candy pink clouds. The sun peaking out illuminating the clouds, goldens, purples, a blue here and there. God, it was beautiful.

"Wow."

"Knew you'd love it." Ken felt Curt's eyes on him as he marveled at the clouds. His toothy smile finding his face, his eyes wide with child-like excitement.

"Maybe Meatball was getting onto something about loving to fly." He snickered, "He didn't tell me it was this beautiful."

"Not when the Krauts are shootin' at ya."

Ken feared it was only days until they'd drag his boy away from him again. Send him to some base in the pacific theater. The war was over in Europe but it still raged on in the Pacific.

"But it's over now." Curt followed up his statement, placing another comforting squeeze to Ken's leg. It's over now. It rang and rang through his head. What if they didn't send him over? What if they would send him home and the other guys. What would be left for him? Would he himself be sent over to some base on a hot and humid island?

"Think about it, Kenny. Tomorrow morning we could go for another ride? Maybe we steal a bomber and go home? You wanna come to New York with me?"

"Yes. i'd go anywhere with you, Curtie." And it was true. Ken didn't care if he went back to Arkansas. He'd been yearning for home but now home just felt like Curt. The 18 long months of not knowing where his baby had been. He assumed the worst, he'd been shot down in Munster and he'd never be coming home. But then he did. Ken didn't know who he had to thank for returning him.

"Don't you woo me, boy I'm tryna' fly this plane." Curt flicked his toothy grin to Ken,

"Do you mean it?"

"What, baby?"

"Coming back to New York with me?"

Ken felt his heart skip a beat, he knew there were some serious undertones to Curt. But this was the most serious he'd ever seen.

"I'll follow you anywhere."

#masters of the air #mota #kurt #ken lemmons #curtis biddick #curt x ken #curt doesn’t die

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young veterans au - POV you’re on rosie’s phone (read his HCs here)

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rosenthal_ Not a bad day.

jeancrosby Naomi’s hair is so cute! You do a better job than I can on my girls some days.

cbiddick Okay Snowhite!

aidannn ❤️❤️❤️

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aidannn with rosenthal_ Went to DC. Picked up new gig as scooter mechanic.

crozbee Looking presidential @rosenthal_ , I’d vote for you.

rosenthal_ 🇺🇸❤️

cbiddick So sweet. I’m gonna throw up.

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bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

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masters of the air is for spring, the pacific is for the summer and band of brothers is for the transition from fall to winter and spring to summer

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