#Sullivan brothers

[number1iowan]

I would like to make it clear that this is COMICS Clint Barton, not the mcu version. As a young boy, Clint and his brother escaped their abusive father by running away to the circus, where they learned the venerable art of trick shots, a skill he would use to become the hero Hawkeye. He is also Hard of Hearing as a result of his childhood abuse, and he has a dog named Lucky the Pizza Dog.

The Sullivan brothers were a real set of five brothers who served in the Navy during WWII. All five of them served on the same ship and, therefore, died when it sank, leading to the creation of the Sole Survivor policy that Saving Private Ryan is based on. At the end of the movie, the four older brothers who died first are walking into heaven, and the youngest brother runs up like, wait for me fellas!!!! Heartbreaking.

[mareislandfoundation]

Abandoned

On January 31, 1943, Navy Lieutenant (LT) Charles Wang checked into the hospital at Mare Island Naval Shipyard. His journey to the hospital had been epic as he joined the flood of World War II casualties to be treated at the hospital since the Pearl Harbor casualties arrived on Christmas Day two years before. Lt. Wang’s stay in hospitals stretched out to two years and 30 operations as doctors struggled to repair the damage that a plummeting radar antenna and 6 days of exposure had done to his mangled leg. By all rights, Lieutenant Wang should have been dead, but luck and two sailors had collaborated to save his life.

In the pitch black of night on Friday the 13th of November 1942, Lt. Wang with two other officers, were in charge of Gun Control 2 and had survived unscathed an epic naval battle in Iron Bottom Sound off Guadalcanal. US forces had captured a Japanese airfield on the island of Guadalcanal and in a desperate gamble Japanese Admiral Yamato was throwing everything he had at the US troops to dislodge them. The Americans had broken the Japanese codes and knew that the Japanese were coming. Forty-eight ships, including battleships, heavy cruisers, light cruisers and destroyers were coming through a narrow feature known as the slot intent on pummeling the US troops on Guadalcanal and destroying any warships they might encounter.

Steaming towards the Japanese fleet was a much smaller US fleet that Admiral Bull Halsey had hastily assembled to counter the Japanese move. The US fleet was outgunned and consisted of only two heavy cruisers, two light cruisers and eight destroyers. As the two fleets approached each other the Japanese searchlights suddenly lit up at about two in the morning. All hell broke loose as both sides opened on the other. By morning the two fleets were limping apart. While the Japanese had suffered heavy losses they had scored a tactical victory. Only six ships of the American fleet had survived and except for one destroyer all the remaining ships were heavily damaged. Lt. Wang’s light cruiser the USS Juneau (CL-52) was struggling back to the US base at Espiritu Santo 600 miles away. Lt. Wang survived the battle with no injuries, but the same was not true for his ship and shipmates both of which had been decimated.

The Juneau was built to provide anti-aircraft fire to protect carriers and was never expected to slug it out in a surface engagement. Juneau was riddled with gunfire and a Japanese torpedo had struck her forward boiler room killing everyone in it. Her mess hall had been converted to a sick bay during the battle and suffered a direct hit that reduced it to twisted metal and body parts. Juneau was down at the bow as she limped along on one engine while being steered from a jury-rigged apparatus at the rudder post. As Lt. Wang gazed across the water to the heavy cruiser USS San Francisco (CA-38) he was looking at a similar mess. Her topsides had been struck numerous times leaving a jangle of twisted metal. Her crew had suffered hundreds of casualties, and her bridge was gone because of nearly the entire Japanese fleet focusing on her. Lt. Wang was not the only person looking at the San Francisco.

Staring through his periscope Commander Yokota of the Japanese submarine I-26 fired two torpedoes at the San Francisco. Those torpedoes missed their intended target streaking across her bow. One of the torpedoes found a different victim. Unseen until seconds before impact, that torpedo slammed into Juneau’s magazine. In a massive explosion the huge ship was blown in two and ceased to exist. As the hull sections slipped beneath the waves the ship's radar antenna came hurtling down and broke Lt. Wang’s right leg before he was dragged underwater. Lt. Wang survived the suction of the sinking and ended up on an improvised raft with about 140 survivors most of whom were also badly wounded.

As the men struggled to survive, they were stunned to see the entire fleet sail away. The fleet commander had reasoned that no one could have survived the massive explosion, and it was too dangerous to stay in the area with a Japanese submarine lurking. The men’s injuries, sharks, exposure and lack of fresh water now began whittling away at the survivors. Lt. Wang was in such bad shape that two men determined to set off with him in a raft to a nearby island to seek help. They reached the island 6 days after the sinking, dehydrated, sunburned and starving. Found by natives they were eventually rescued, and Lt. Wang was brought to Mare Island for treatment.

Lt. Wang and his companions were shocked to learn that of original 140 survivors, only 10 men were still alive. Included in the dead were the now famous five Sullivan brothers who had fought hard to serve together on the same ship despite Navy policy against such a practice. Lt. Wang’s war was over as his stay in hospitals stretched out for two years and 30 operations as doctors struggled to repair the damage that the plummeting radar antenna and 6 days of exposure had done to his mangled leg.  He returned home to Philadelphia, married, and earned his medical degree, perhaps influenced by his experiences at the Mare Island hospital.

Dennis Kelly

[gayestpiano]

i made a playlist of songs that have a duration as a title

points of interest in this one:

i spent a frankly insane amount of time calculating how long “One Hundred Sleepless Nights” is, which culminated in using government data and an actual spreadsheet

“52 Weeks” < “365 Days” = “525,600 Minutes” < “1 Year”

“5 Years, 3 Months, 18 Days” followed by “5 Years, 4 Months, 3 Days” followed by “5 Years, 8 Months and 12 Days”

[tkorhoh]

FEEDS ↳ cam's backyard roast performance.

[supercap2319]

The beer shoved at Y/N's face was almost as shocking as the person attached to it. Not that being given a plastic at a high school party full of drunk teenagers was shocking, but it was the person who was handing out the alcohol that was the problem.

Tonight was a little party at Jonny's house, and even though they didn't talk much, Jonny invited Y/N. That's where this beer situation came into play. Everyone knew about Danny Sullivan Blake's little outburst at school after he found out that Y/N saved his little brother Finney from bullies.

People excepted Y/N to leave the school grounds in a body bag after Danny got through with him, but to everyone's shock; he let Y/N go. Now, here at this party by nothing short of the inevitable, Danny Sullivan once again came face to face with Y/N in the public eye of their peers. "I'm sorry."

"Excuse me?" Y/N asked. He was actually shocked. Did Danny just apologize to him? The same guy who beat the shit out of Vance Hopper last June?

"Look. I ain't really good at showing my emotions, and if you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you, but I was wrong to treat you the way I did at school. You were just protecting my little brother, and I think I owe you a big thank you for that. So here." He held up the plastic cup of beer once again.

Y/N took the cup and smiled. "Thank you, Danny."

"Don't mention it, L/N."

[callonpeevesie]

justiman enjoyers please accept my humble offering. inspired by @nadiajustbe's post about ben's guitar

putting this under the cut because i don't want the caption to get too long.

i Do Not know why justin looks like oscar wilde, i swear it was an accident. i Did draw the green carnation on purpose, and only later realised that green carnations being a symbol of homosexuality is a thing of our world and wouldn't be known in ingary. ....which means ben grew the flowers and gave that to justin Knowing the symbolism. dork.

most of the descriptions in the book are super vague so i just made up the designs. while ben canonically has ginger hair, i don't remember if justin's hair colour was ever mentioned in the books (his blue eyes Were mentioned in cita) but the strangian soldier had grey hair so i was going for dark grey. but the markers i used make everything too dark so it looks black now. not that i'm complaining.

justin's uniform is my design with some inspiration from these. all that was mentioned in hmc were green uniform and long shiny boots, and the green uniform was his disguise according to lettie so ??? i have no idea what he wears when he's not in disguise so have this i guess.

the guitar is mostly based on this. for ben's outfit i went for a cloak-ish thing to make him look wizardly but kept the shirt and pants casual since ben seems to me like the type to wear practical clothes in contrast with howl's flamboyance.

[imthefkgsupreme]

Cam is never beating the comp flops allegations

[mjtheartist04]

A lil gifty for my beloved @hypocriticaltypwriter ✨💛

I know you have been going through a rough patch lately and have been not feeling too well🥺…so I made you something to cheer you up becuz I LOVE YOU and I wanted to lift your spirits up🫶

And becuz I adore and love these two sillies hehehjshvsbwgwhw

[nadiajustbe]

Modern AU Prince Justin would be the kind of a guy who works for this really rich famous family company but never usually tells people that. Not because he wants it to be secret or goes undercover, but just because he sees this information irrelevant and uninteresting so you wouldn't know he's the reachest guy in the country till he starts complaining about his brother getting him to sign this stupid expensive contracts.

He wears the same green T-Shirt for like forever. He went to a martial arts and fencing club when he was a child, thinks that's the coolest thing ever and can easily knock a person down, except he doesn't really gives a chance to show it. He has some kind of weird training at a street at five AM waking up everyone in the house and loves talking about his time in the army even though not many people actually believes he really ever was there.

His favourite hobby is feeding random street cast everywhere he goes. He gives every thingle one a the wiredest name possible (there were at least two Whippersnappers) and buys treats for them specifically. He saves various pictures of these same cats on his phone. He's almost in his thirties and doesn't feel any shame for anything described above. Especially the cat pictures.

He's also really educated and knows a thousands of linguistics rules, geography, politics, etiquette norms and conduct of speech or negotiations. His informal speech is still consists of street slang and insert words for more than a half.

He is always confused in directions and absolutely does not remember locations. He himself does not know how it happens. You can schedule a meeting on a specific spot under the neon sign and he still will call you an hour later telling you he's somewhere in the middle of Sahara desert. He says he knows the "shortcut" and then you end up wandering through jungles for another three hours.

He looks like the most pleasant person you've ever met but secretly he kinda despises half of the universe and prefers animals to humans as a company, with Ben being one of a few exceptions. He absolutely loves his niece and tells her the randomest life stories everytime they chat.

He ran away from home at least five times. He is still almost in his thirties. He quarrels with his brother a lot and then they both have to act like this had never happened. He knows the randomest forest survival lifehacks, never needs a single one ever. He's not really a spender but sometimes he throws a lot of money into things he thinks are really important for his life only for them not no work at all and ending up laying on a shelf.

He also surprisingly doesn't care about more of the things until they personally bother him. Like, at all.

Yes, he's still almost, If not is, in his thirties.

[theminionjcfucked]

Now Cam I enjoy you and your vibes, sir, but that was some tomfoolery in that veto. That was dillydallying if i have ever seen it.

[dandelion-blues]

Humans are the Real Monsters

Intro:

Sally died, and Percy was left at the hands of the monster, Gabe Ugliano. Iruma Sukuki was forced to work since he could remember by his lazy parents. What do the two have in common? They were both sold to the demon Sullivan!

PJO x Mairimashita! Iruma-kun crossover

CW: Abuse and Violence

Chapter 1, Part 1: A Demon's Grandsons

Percy felt tears leaking from his eyes, his breaths coming out in stuttering gasps. Percy felt despair grip at his chest, a tight weight pressing on his chest. The 12 year old curled into a ball, trying to muffle his breaths. If he heard him, who knew what he would do.

That comforting black swirled around Percy, the shadowy horrors of his imagination reaching out to him. Percy whimpered, his breathing labored. He couldn't breathe. Every breath hurt, and his throat was raw from crying, and his mouth parched with thirst.

Still, Percy did his best to stay quiet because being in the dark was much better than being out in the light with him.

But then that stench reached Percy’s nose, like the rotting corpse of his mother moldy trash and sewer rats. Percy stopped breathing, his heart stopping in his chest.

And then, light flooded his eyes, and he was leering above Percy. A monster disguised in human flesh that grinned with rotted teeth, “Tryin’ to hide from me, brain boy. Yur lucky imma make a lot of money off of yous, and I'm in good mood in all.”

Percy shaked, not daring to speak or breathe. His throat and lungs hurt painfully from the strain.

The monster casted a gaze towards Percy, those eyes without a soul needle and little, and reached out with his meaty hands toward Percy.

Percy gasped and whimpered, trying to get away, but he hit the wall of the closet.

All Percy could see was the hand reaching out to him, and he was screaming in his heead for it to go away.

Please-nomore-stop-stopitplease-I'llbegoodjustgoaway-goaway-GOAWAY!!!

Except the hand reached around Percy’s already bruised throat and yanked him out of the closet, the monster breathing over him. Smelling like beer and cigarettes and rotting food.

Percy whimpered, and the monster laughed, “C'mon brat. I j’st wanna have som’ fun bef’re yous go is all.”

And the hand started tightening around Percy’s throat.

This is it! Smelly Gabe is finally going to kill him, just as he did his mom.

Still, Percy fought to live and clawed out the hand to get off his throat, his feet dangling and kicking in the air. Percy tried to scream, but all that came out was choked muffles.

Black spots dotted Percy’s vision. And Percy’s energy gained. Percy just hopes he sees his mom when he dies.

Except Gabe releases Percy, and the twelve year old crumbles like a puppet with cut strings on the dirty floor.

Percy takes in large gasping breaths, tears streaming down his face.

Percy, however, barely gets to acknowledge the fact that he lived when a jarring pain was felt on his side.

Percy curls up to himself, his body already knowing what is coming next, even as his brain is still trying to get more oxygen.

The monster kicks Percy, laughing at him as the boy whimpers in pain.

“Fucking pussy, can’ even take a lil beating!” The monster screams, but all Percy can hear is ringing in his ears.

Then, the monster crouches down and yanks Percy up from his hair. Percy’s body trembles from pain, but he still manages to glare at the monster.

The monster smiles, “Need more fur the lesson hasn’ stuck yet.”

And the monster slams Percy’s head onto the floor.

Percy blinks black spots out of his vision, his head and body throbbing from pain.

Percy doesn’t know how long the “lesson” continues on for. Everything just came down to pain.

Except, somehow, in the midst of all that pain. Percy heard screaming, and he knew it wasn’t him. Percy didn’t even have the energy to scream. And then everything became eerily silent.

There was no ratting of the ac, or the stomps from the upstairs neighbors, or the whirring of the fridge, or even the monster's sounds.

That couldn't be. The monster is never silent!

Still, Percy didn’t know how long it took him to notice, but eventually he did. When the pain finally subsided enough for him to form coherent thoughts.

Percy blinked through his hazy eyes, seeing an elderly man?

And Percy realized that he wasn’t on the floor anymore. He was being carried.

Percy tried to move, but searing pain swept through him, and he gasped in pain.

He heard someone speak, their words sounded deep and guttural, but somehow Percy found the noise comforting. Then, there was a soft touch on his forehead, and everything went away as Percy welcomed the night’s embrace.

*****

Sullivan couldn't believe that he wasn’t just getting one grandson, but two! To think that two parents (or in one case stepparent) sold their child’s soul for money and on the same day to boot!

And so Sullivan went to collect his first grandson. A fourteen year old named Iruma Suzuki, who was in a rather troublesome situation as he was on a tuna fish boat in the middle of a large storm, with the fish doing their best to crush the boy. And so, Sullivan carted his new grandson off.

He didn’t want to scare the poor boy, but well, he really wanted Iruma-kun to accept him as his grandfather. And so, he made sure to get the best, and only the best for him, pleading for the boy to accept him and maybe just threatening him a little. Not that Sullivan would go through with the threat. Not with his last order...

Still, Iruma accepted! And boy did that boy eat! It’s a good thing too, because the boy was really thin. Luckily, he didn’t seem to have a problem eating Underworld food, and he actually seemed to really like it!

Thus, Sullivan got so into dotting on his new grandson with gifts that he almost forgot to collect his other grandson.

And so Sullivan turned to his deviguard, Opera, and his new grandson, “Alright! I’ll be right back. I just need to grab my other grandson!”

The two sputtered in surprise, though Opera-chan did their best to not show their surprise.

Then, Sullivan just casually teleported quickly away to where his other grandson, Perseus Jackson, was. And oh, that was an interesting name! Very Greek! But those Greeks gods can not have his grandson because he belongs to him now!

Sullivan will be the best, bestest grandfather ever! He won’t just leave the poor boy to fend for himself like the Greeks do! If the boy is even a Greek demigod, anyways! But either way, his new grandchild will be well taken care of!

However, as Sullivan teleported to where the boy lived, he wrinkled his nose when he came to a fifty apartment with beer bottles and cans and rotting food all over the counter tops and floors.

Then, Sullivan turned away and entered the bedroom that belonged to his youngest grandson. And all Sullivan felt was rage. A great white fire spread through his veins, his eyes darkening and his pupils dilating dangerously as his claws lengthening and sharpening and his wings unfurling, casting on ominous shadow as he saw the mortal, who was his youngest grandson’s stepfather punch and kick his grandson. His grandson, who was wheezing and gasping from pain as black and blue marked most of his exposed tan skin.

Sullivan didn’t waste a moment to yank the human off from his grandson, already reveling in his screams as his claws were already bruising the human’s throat like the dark purple ring around his grandson’s throat that he saw.

And, oh, his poor grandson was just whimpering and trembling, not even noticing that his attacker stopped.

Sullivan might be a demon, but even he knew children were species and needed to be protected, and this mortal just beat his grandson like he was worth nothing!

Sullivan’s magic exploded from him. The world went still and silent other than Lord Sullivan, and this human called Gabe Ugliano, as time was completely stopped around them.

“You dare harm what is mine!” Sullivan growled at the human, not caring for when his ears started bleeding when the human heard his demonic voice.

Notes:

Here's another crossover! It seems that both Iruma and Percy will be receiving more care in the demon realms than the human realm.

These fledglings were hurt by the world, and now they'll receive the care and love they deserve.

Next Part

[tkorhoh]

BIG BROTHER 26 Cam Sullivan-Brown

[puppypeter]

royjamie AU with grumpy roy in the hospital following surgery for his fucked up knee and nurse!jamie

[glitter-ink]

some newsies film & broadway musical theories that i've read (disclaimer, these are not my original theories):

jack's biological dad can be linked to alfred borden's character in "the prestige." this connection is evident in their physical resemblance & shared predisposition for legal troubles. borden's history includes visits to new york & numerous romantic liaisons.

jack's evolution into a vigilante reminiscent of the iconic batman takes shape in a unique narrative. his backstory is shrouded in tragedy, with the absence of his parents casting a long shadow over his life. perhaps their untimely demise occurred in a dark alley, thrusting jack into a life of orphanhood. alternatively, his journey might follow a path where he embarks on a quest to acquire the skills necessary for combating crime in the gritty underworld of 1920s gotham (which is also an old nickname for new york city). these acquired abilities encompass the realms of stealth, martial arts, & even the art of synchronized dance—a mysterious & unconventional arsenal he aims to employ in his quest for justice.

the outcome of "independence day" can be likened to a whimsical twist of fate. in a humorous interpretation, it could be suggested that an extraterrestrial species watched "newsies" & concluded that the incumbent president would respond to their threat with dance, anticipating an easy conquest. however, their expectations were wildly off the mark. instead of encountering a docile figure, they were met with a resolute leader in bill pullman. this unforeseen turn of events resulted in a level of resistance far beyond what the alien race had anticipated.

the delancey brothers' backstory indicates a history of childhood abuse & neglect. oscar's disclosure in the musical reveals that their father failed to provide proper care for them. additionally, their living arrangement with wiesel, who is referred to as their uncle in the film, adds a layer of complexity to their upbringing. oscar & morris exhibit signs of excessive aggression & violence, extending beyond the demands of their occupation. morris, in particular, displays a proclivity for resorting to intimidation whenever possible. these behaviors are often characteristic of individuals who have survived childhood abuse without addressing the underlying trauma. these experiences may also elucidate the pervasive anger exhibited by these characters, despite their youthful age, as violence can frequently be a learned response in such cases.

david & les have not been explicitly identified as jewish in the final version of the movie or the musical. however, an original script for the film suggests this aspect of their background. there are subtle clues in the narrative that allude to their potential jewish heritage. for instance, the name david jacobs implies a connection to jewish culture, & david's articulate & scholarly manner of speaking aligns with the jewish tradition's emphasis on education. the reason david & les do not openly discuss their heritage in the story could be attributed to various factors. one possibility is that their parents have a long history in america, spanning several decades or more. alternatively, they may be recent immigrants who have faced significant discrimination, prompting them to encourage their sons to assimilate fully into american society.

crutchy's previous stay at the refuge is a matter of record. he confided in jack that if anyone suspected he couldn't fend for himself, he'd be detained there indefinitely. it's possible that crutchy had a prior stint at the refuge, & if that were the case, jack might have played a role in securing his release. despite crutchy not fitting the typical profile of a criminal, his disability might have driven him to resort to theft as a means of survival. in the year 1899, opportunities for individuals with disabilities to secure employment were scarce or virtually non-existent. moreover, it's plausible that crutchy ended up at the refuge simply because of his disability, as the prevailing belief may have been that he had limited prospects for adoption, academic success, or societal contribution according to the standards set by able-bodied individuals.

jack's father shared tales of santa fe with him. mr. kelly (sullivan) harbored aspirations of relocating his family to that enchanting place, where they could pursue a ranching life, well before the bustling streets of new york had worn him down. jack became captivated by this vision, & he might have even harbored intentions of upholding his father's dream as the head of the household, had the family endured.

[miano-oscarwilde]

More posters of fav characters, some of them screaming for attention