#11/1943

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Général Montgomery à son quartier général de la 8th Army – Campagne d'Italie – Termoli – Italie – 9 novembre 1943

Photographe : Sergent Bourne - No. 2 Army Film and Photo Section, Army Film and Photographic Unit

©Imperial War Museums - NA 8536

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33 victory ace Leutnant Heinz Knoke's Messerschmitt Bf 109G of 5./JG 11. On 27 September 1943, Knoke shot down a Boeing B-17F Flying Fortress, Elusive Elcy, of the 94th Bomb Group using Werfer-Granate 21 unguided rockets launched from modified mortar tubes. For more, see my Facebook group - Eagles Of The Reich

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Il 26 giugno 1944 avvenne il primo rastrellamento ad opera di soldati tedeschi provenienti da Pordenone

Nel 1985, all’interno di un volume sulla Resistenza nel pordenonese, è stato pubblicato un saggio di Vannes Chiandotto che si occupa del ruolo svolto dai partiti politici, dal settembre 1943 alla liberazione <74.Nella prima parte del testo, Vannes Chiandotto analizza la situazione politica nazionale e parla della nascita del C.L.N. (comitato di liberazione nazionale); quest’organismo, nato dopo…

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Il 26 giugno 1944 avvenne il primo rastrellamento ad opera di soldati tedeschi provenienti da Pordenone

Nel 1985, all’interno di un volume sulla Resistenza nel pordenonese, è stato pubblicato un saggio di Vannes Chiandotto che si occupa del ruolo svolto dai partiti politici, dal settembre 1943 alla liberazione <74.Nella prima parte del testo, Vannes Chiandotto analizza la situazione politica nazionale e parla della nascita del C.L.N. (comitato di liberazione nazionale); quest’organismo, nato dopo…

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Il 26 giugno 1944 avvenne il primo rastrellamento ad opera di soldati tedeschi provenienti da Pordenone

Nel 1985, all’interno di un volume sulla Resistenza nel pordenonese, è stato pubblicato un saggio di Vannes Chiandotto che si occupa del ruolo svolto dai partiti politici, dal settembre 1943 alla liberazione <74.Nella prima parte del testo, Vannes Chiandotto analizza la situazione politica nazionale e parla della nascita del C.L.N. (comitato di liberazione nazionale); quest’organismo, nato dopo…

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Il 26 giugno 1944 avvenne il primo rastrellamento ad opera di soldati tedeschi provenienti da Pordenone

Nel 1985, all’interno di un volume sulla Resistenza nel pordenonese, è stato pubblicato un saggio di Vannes Chiandotto che si occupa del ruolo svolto dai partiti politici, dal settembre 1943 alla liberazione <74.Nella prima parte del testo, Vannes Chiandotto analizza la situazione politica nazionale e parla della nascita del C.L.N. (comitato di liberazione nazionale); quest’organismo, nato dopo…

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Il 26 giugno 1944 avvenne il primo rastrellamento ad opera di soldati tedeschi provenienti da Pordenone

Nel 1985, all’interno di un volume sulla Resistenza nel pordenonese, è stato pubblicato un saggio di Vannes Chiandotto che si occupa del ruolo svolto dai partiti politici, dal settembre 1943 alla liberazione <74.Nella prima parte del testo, Vannes Chiandotto analizza la situazione politica nazionale e parla della nascita del C.L.N. (comitato di liberazione nazionale); quest’organismo, nato dopo…

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Licata 11 luglio 1943, l'estremo sacrificio del generale dalla Milizia Enrico Francisci

Il 12 luglio 1943 venne ritrovato sulle spiagge di Licata il corpo decapitato del generale Enrico Francisci morto il giorno precedente, nel corso del contrattacco alle truppe americane sbarcate nella zona. Il 10 luglio 1943, l’ufficiale della Milizia Volonatria per la Sicurezza Nazionale era stato incaricato dal generale di corpo d’Armata Alfredo Guzzoni, comandante delle truppe dell’Asse in…

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Monastir (Bitola), Yugoslavia (actual Macedonia del Norte)

Antes de la invasión alemana de Yugoslavia, Monastir (Bitola) albergaba una próspera comunidad judía sefardí de 810 familias, unas 3.351 personas, que contaba con un fuerte movimiento sionista durante el periodo de entreguerras. El 11 de marzo de 1943, durante la ocupación, los soldados y policías búlgaros reunieron a unos 7.350 judíos de toda Macedonia, incluidos los de Monastir, y los trasladaron a la fábrica de tabaco "Monopol" en Skopie. Allí, en condiciones terribles, los judíos fueron confinados antes de ser enviados a campos de exterminio. El 22 de marzo, el primer transporte de judíos macedonios salió en vagones de ganado hacia Treblinka, y otros convoyes le siguieron en los días posteriores. De los 3.276 judíos de Monastir encarcelados en "Monopol", solo cinco escaparon, mientras que otros tres fueron liberados por los búlgaros. Algunos que intentaron escapar a Grecia antes del 11 de marzo acabaron siendo asesinados en Auschwitz. Varios jóvenes judíos de Monastir se unieron a los partisanos, con algunos perdiendo la vida en combate y unos pocos sobreviviendo. Esta es la trágica historia de la comunidad judía de Monastir durante la ocupación nazi.

Before the German invasion of Yugoslavia, Monastir (Bitola) was home to a thriving Sephardic Jewish community with 810 families, about 3,351 people, which had a strong Zionist movement during the interwar period. On March 11, 1943, during the occupation, Bulgarian soldiers and police rounded up about 7,350 Jews from across Macedonia, including those from Monastir, and took them to the "Monopol" tobacco factory in Skopje. There, in terrible conditions, the Jews were detained before being sent to extermination camps. On March 22, the first transport of Macedonian Jews left in cattle cars for Treblinka, and other convoys followed in the days afterward. Of the 3,276 Jews from Monastir imprisoned at "Monopol," only five escaped, while three others were released by the Bulgarians. Some who attempted to escape to Greece before March 11 ended up being killed at Auschwitz. Several young Jews from Monastir joined the partisans, with some losing their lives in combat and a few surviving. This is the tragic story of the Jewish community of Monastir during the Nazi occupation.

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Des observateurs scrutent le ciel depuis un fort maritime Maunsell dans l'estuaire de la Tamise - 19 novembre 1943

Photographe : Lieutenant Tanner

©Imperial War Museums – H 34542

La photo est prise depuis la tour d'éclairage pour le tir antiaérien. A l'arrière-plan on remarque les tours équipées de batteries antiaériennes.

Le fort Maunsell de Red Sands dans l'estuaire de la Tamise au nord des côtes du Kent - 20 août 2011

©Russss

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Bing Crosby - White Christmas 1942

"White Christmas" is a song reminiscing about an old-fashioned Christmas setting. Written by Irving Berlin for the 1942 musical film Holiday Inn, the song won the Academy Award for Best Original Song at the 15th Academy Awards. Originally sung by Bing Crosby, it topped the Billboard chart for 11 weeks and returned to the number one position again in December 1943 and 1944. His version would return to the top 40 a dozen times in subsequent years.

Since its release, "White Christmas" has been covered by many artists. Crosby's version is the world's best-selling single (in terms of sales of physical media), with estimated sales in excess of 50 million physical copies worldwide. The Guinness Book of World Records 2009 Edition lists the song as a 100-million seller, encompassing all versions of the song, including albums. Crosby's holiday collection Merry Christmas was first released as an LP in 1949, and has never been out of print since.

The song established that there could be commercially successful secular Christmas songs - in this case, written by a Jewish immigrant to the US. Before 1942, Christmas songs and films had come out sporadically, and many were popular. However, "the popular culture industry had not viewed the themes of home and hearth, centered on the Christmas holiday, as a unique market" until after the success of "White Christmas" and the film where it appeared, Holiday Inn.

The version most often heard today on the radio during the Christmas season is the 1947 re-recording. The 1942 master was damaged due to frequent use. Crosby re-recorded the track on March 19, 1947, accompanied again by the Trotter Orchestra and the Darby Singers, with every effort made to reproduce the original recording session. The re-recording is recognizable by the addition of flutes and celesta in the beginning. In 1974, the 1942 recording of the song by Bing Crosby and The Ken Darby Singers was inducted into the Grammy Hall of Fame. In 1999, National Public Radio included it in the "NPR 100", which sought to compile the one hundred most important American musical works of the 20th century. Crosby's version of the song also holds the distinction of being ranked No. 2 on the "Songs of the Century" list, behind only Judy Garland's "Over the Rainbow," as voted by members of the RIAA. In 2002, the original 1942 version was one of 50 historically significant recordings chosen that year by the Library of Congress to be added to the National Recording Registry.

"White Christmas" received a total of 74,5% yes votes!

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LOCKHEED EVOLUTION.

1. Lockheed Vega (1927)

2. Lockheed Model 10 Electra (1934)

3. Lockheed Lightning (1939)

4. Lockheed Hudson (1938)

5. Lockheed Constellation (1943)

6. Lockheed Shooting Star (1944)

7. Lockheed T-33 (1948)

8. Lockheed Starfire (1948)

9. Lockheed U-2 (1955)

10. Lockheed SR-71 Blackbird (1964)

11. Lockheed S-3 Viking (1972)

12. Lockheed F-117 Nighthawk (1981)

13. Lockheed C-5 Galaxy (1968)

14. Lockheed C-130 Hercules (1954)

15. Lockheed P-2 Neptune (1945)

16. Lockheed L-188 Electra (1957)

17. Lockheed P-3 Orion (1959)

18. Lockheed L-1011 TriStar (1970)

19. Lockheed C-141 Starlifter (1963)

20. Lockheed Martin F-22 Raptor (2005)

21. Lockheed Martin F-35 Lightning II (2006)

22. Lockheed Martin F-16 Fighting Falcon (1974)

23. Lockheed Martin A/F-117X Nighthawk (1981)

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Mark Rothko Untitled c. 1943 Watercolor, ink on construction paper 9 1/4 x 11 in. (23.5 x 27.9 cm) Collection National Gallery of Art, Gift of The Mark Rothko Foundation, Inc. © Kate Rothko Prizel and Christopher Rothko

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Can You Not? (JJK Oneshot)

Warnings: 18+ (jic), Suggestive adult content, Swearing, Female pronouns, Sexual touches but nothing too explicit, Toji being frisky and hella horny, Megumi cockblocks Toji, slight ooc Megumi, Megumi being a menace, the word ass being mentioned like 3 times.

Series: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x Megumi Mom!Reader

Word Count: 1943 words

Pronouns: She/Her

Au: Reader is Megumi’s mom, is alive and well, Toji is alive and good too lol, reader is also a sorcerer but doesn’t go on many missions since she had Megumi but helps around Jujutsu Tech.

(A/N: Lastest oneshot to post in a while. I have another work that will be releasd later, hopefully. This is my first work for Jujitsu Kaisen. I apologize for any mischaracterizations with the characters!)

[Has been edited and proofread as 11/18/23 8:43pm. Banner credit: @cafekitsune]

As always, please enjoy!

It wasn’t unusual to have the house to yourself. With Toji going out on missions, and Megumi being in school for most of the day, you often found yourself always being at home by yourself. During this time, you would run some errands, some chores, or even go out for a bit to get some fresh air. Though you loved your husband and son, you also loved some alone time and it wouldn’t hurt to have it once in a while. 

Today was a little different. Toji was on a solo mission to wipe out a few curses in a town that was far from the city. The estimated completion of the mission would take about two days because of the distance and how the curses terrorized the town individually instead of in groups. But Toji being Toji, he got the mission done within six hours. For a regular grade sorcerer, it would take at least twelve hours to deal with two of these curses as these would any normal sorcerer a difficult time. But Toji doesn’t play games when it means getting a hefty paycheck for the job. With Toji's lack of a curse technique, he seemingly made himself an easy target for the curses. So he was able to draw them one by one from the specific areas of their known sightings.

Once the fifth curse dropped dead, Toji’s paycheck was secured. After receiving it from a wealthy business owner, the one who called about the town’s situation, all Toji could think about was getting home to you. He did his best to clean himself up from the stains and fluids of the now deceased curses. But there was some remaining residue and a small pungent odor that he couldn’t get rid of. Toji knew he would have to shower at home but he didn’t care because he only really thought of coming home to you. After getting dropped off home, it was around 4:30pm and he just went inside. He hears your humming in the kitchen and sees you chopping away at some vegetables, which he assumes is for dinner. As you cut away and put them in the pot, Toji can’t help but admire you. The precision in your cuts and the focus on your face as you slide the vegetables into the pot. Ugh, to him, you looked so good. Just like how he met you all those years ago when he saw you fight, you still were as beautiful as when he first laid eyes on you. And frankly, Toji thought you looked delicious as well.

After a few moments, you suddenly felt eyes on you and swiftly turned your head to meet Toji as he started walking towards you. 

“Toji! You’re home! Earlier then I was told. I thought you wouldn’t be home for at least a day or so.”

“That’s what I thought too, but the curses weren’t bad. Nothing I couldn’t handle.” Toji says nonchalant as he twists his head up to crack it.

“Oh okay, Mr. big shot. We get it, not all of us have superhuman strength and heightened senses.” You joked which caused Toji to smirk. But your laughter died down and was replaced by a warm smile. You looked at him as you placed a hand on his right cheek and caressed his lip scar with your thumb gently.

“But I’m glad you came home in one piece. Well, that’s what it at least looks like on the surface. You’re not hurt anywhere, are you? I know how you are when you hide your injuries from me, Toji.” Looking at him apprehensively. 

“No, trust me. I’m not hurt. The red stains on my clothes are not my blood anyway, Hon.” He says with sight sincerity as he leans into your hand and holds it in his own. He looks at you before suddenly wrapping his strong arms around you, causing you to suck in your breath in a little bit. 

“I just wanna come home to you. That’s all I ever wanted after today. The mission wasn’t hard but I’m tired and I only wanna come back to you and this life we have together.” Leaning his head on yours softly and he slowly rubs your sides up and down.

You hum at his actions and let him relish in this state. You’re no stranger to Toji’s cocky and somewhat condescending personality. It’s something you couldn’t forget about him ever since your first encounter with this man. But you grew fond of it over time, especially when he got vulnerable around you when he told you everything about him. Now, you couldn’t imagine your husband without his cocky smirk.

The both of you stayed like this for a bit before Toji decided he wanted to dip his toes in the water. As he slowly stops rubbing your sides, he wraps his arms around you again. This time, however, you felt his right hand behind your right shoulder and his left being placed on your lower lumbar region. He was caressing the areas, his left hand getting dangerously close to your ass. 

You knew where this was going.

“Um, Toji… can’t you wait a little bit longer until nighttime? I need to watch dinner cook before it gets late.” You said hesitantly. Your face starts to warm up as that all too familiar fuzzy feeling starts to emerge itself from its depths within.

“I don’t know, Honey. It’s only for a bit, I swear. It’s just you and me in the house right now. No one will know. None of Megumi’s dogs or shadows. Hell, not even Megumi will be here for another hour or so. Just for a bit, please.”

Oh yeah, today’s the day Megumi is coming home from school. He said he’s bringing his two classmates over, Nobara and Yuuji, for dinner and to hangout. You asked him why out of curious and as he said over the phone with you, " (*deep sigh*) Mom, it’s only because they have begged me for so long. I just said I would bring them to see you once I come home on Friday. They really want to see the house and you."

“Toji please, n-not now…”

“Baby please. Just a few minutes of your time, a quickie. I promise you.”

Promise, your ass. You know your husband, and you know him well. Once you let him loose, he’s going all in until done and satisfied. He won’t stop until he gets his fill, trying more than his own damn missions. Oh, you knew because you were 110% sure that was how Megumi was conceived and born in the first place. All because of Toji’s horny primal urges, and it got worse once he was married to you.

You tried pushing Toji but knew it wouldn’t do anything given that the man was built like a concrete dam. Toji chuckles at your efforts as his right slides lower to rest comfortably on your ass. The way it rubbed and played with your flesh, your breathing was getting labored and grows heavier by the second the more he continued to play with you. You were slowly starting to become putty in his hands, literally. Toji was having too much fun enjoying putting you in such a state. He always did, the sadistic prick he is. 

“Come on, baby~~ Is that the best you can do? You’re a lot stronger than that, where did it all go? Did you need me that badly, (Y/N)?” He condescendingly says to you as you slowly start to give in to him.

He was seducing you, tempting you just to give in. While it was harmless and consensual, the hazy feeling that came with it was starting to take effect. Slowly blocking off your senses as you fail to hear the front door opening and closing. Before the two of you would go from the point of no return, in this case Toji getting a squeeze out of your ass, you heard a loud grunt at the entrance of the kitchen. Snapping out of your trance, you escape from your husband’s embrace and face where the grunt came from.

“God, can you not do that when I come home every time? I can’t believe you, Old man.”

There, you were faced with your 15 year old son, Megumi, who had a deadpan look at his face as he stared at the two of you. More so at you then Toji. Toji looked as irritated as ever while Megumi looked completely done with him.

“Megumi, Sweetie! I thought you were coming at 6:30 pm? It’s only 5:45 pm right now!” Walking over to Megumi to greet him. You were trying to calm yourself from your flustered state and welcome your son home. It always made you embarrassed when Megumi had to encounter these types of situations with you two. And to be honest, you wished your son never had to witness any of them. Meanwhile, Toji was death glaring at his own son for literally cock blocking him. 

“Yeah, but we just got done with the mission early and Gojo-Sensei said we can leave since that’s all he did for us today. Plus, Yuuji and Nobara are here with me. They're taking off their shoes and are still at the front entrance.” Megumi rubs the back of his head and pocketing his hands as he was telling you. By the way he talked and the look on his face, you knew your son was exhausted from the day. Assuming his two friends are tired as well. 

“Well Megumi, you can go upstairs and freshen up for a bit. Take your friends up to your room as well. Dinner will be ready in 45 minutes or so, I’ll come get you and friends. If you or your friends need anything, please let me know, dear. And for you, Toji, go upstairs, shower, and change into some new clean clothes. Your curse stains are starting to smell. I don’t want the house to smell like it, now go upstairs please.”

“Thanks, Mom.” Megumi gives you a small kiss on your cheek before he goes to gather his friends and head upstairs to his room. As you smile at how much your son has grown, Toji couldn’t help get more grumpy and irritated. Especially when he saw Megumi flash him a shit-eating grin before leaving the kitchen. You didn’t see it but boy, Toji did. He knew that grin from anywhere because when Megumi grins like that, he always looks like Toji no matter the nature of the shit-eating grin.

As Toji leaves you in the kitchen to let you continue making dinner, he freshens up in your shared bedroom. When he was done, he came out and was gonna join you. His hair is a little damp as he walks down the hall. Funny enough, Megumi just left his room and ran into him before Megumi could go down stairs and get some drinks.

“Oi, Megumi.”

Megumi looks up from his phone and blankly stares at his dad.

“What?”

“Listen Megumi, you didn’t have to straight up fucking cock block me like that to your mother.”

Megumi just hums and stares at him.

“Well maybe I wouldn’t have if you have been successful. You didn’t have to do that to Mom. Plus, who’s fault was it that you continuously get caught? It’s definitely not me. Nor is it my problem. That’s a skill issue, Dad. Now excuse me, I need to get some drinks.” 

Megumi walks past Toji like he didn’t just scorch the hell out of his father. Toji’s mouth was agape as he stared at his son in disbelief. He sees Megumi’s figure disappear going down the stairs. Clicking his tongue, Toji mumbled under his breath.

“Little shit,” He says before he heads in the same direction.

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(A/N: Bro, I know the ending is rushed and short but I didn't really know how to end it. I like this work but I could make the ending a but better. I might edit this work later on when I get ideas.)

Thank you for you and hope you have a good day!

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Helen Lundeberg (American, 1908-1999), Souvenir of Nevada, 1943. Oil on board, 11 x 7 1/2 in.