#lostloveletters

[shoshiwrites]

7 from the February Nosebleed Club prompts for Jo/Egan🖤 - @lostloveletters

7. "pinky," Bucky Egan/war correspondent OC. @mercurygray or @basilone didn't know they were collaborating with me on this but they did:)

If she’s keeping count, this is the second time Bucky Egan has acquainted his fist with someone’s face on her behalf. 

That she knows of. If she’s keeping count.

Someone. William. Her William. Was. If he’s anyone’s William he’s not hers anymore, as he stumbles back, his fingers grasping at the worn, smooth wood of the bar. Rubbing his jaw as it makes a noise that curdles her stomach. He tries to hit back but he’s too stunned, too fuzzy from the beer, and Bucky just leans back and lets him miss.

His shoulders slope towards her like an aside, as he demonstrates with his hand. Behind them, the publican starts making noises, about the lack of respect, the threat of throwing them all out. It’s all true. She’s seized by a sudden flight in her feet, but he’s standing here next to her, and she doesn’t move. “See, just like I told you, gotta keep the thumb in like this-”

William runs his tongue over his teeth, his voice ragged and angry and different. “Jo.” 

She opens her mouth to speak — to say, she doesn’t know what — but all John does is stand between them, the threat of more should someone dare try, the blood rushing in her ears.

The woman William had been chatting up — the one in the blue dress — the one whose name she does or doesn’t know — is gone. 

And he leaves. Turns and leaves like a coward before she’s had the chance to throw the ring in his face. Not that she's one for that kind of display, but considering that her companion, tall enough that he has to watch his head for the beams, had just been moved to fisticuffs completely sober, well-

It all sounds different now, in her voice. Breaking, light. “John.”

“You alright, Captain?” he says, before he catches himself, realizes what she’s just called him. She’s not a captain tonight anyway, and maybe that’s one in her army of mistakes. Her trousers, her blouse, the medallion beneath the neckline. She wears it now instead of keeping it safe.

Is it raining outside? It smells like it will, or did, when she pushes through the door, the air thick and almost warm. He follows her out, the bike or two parked outside and a jeep. Around the side of the pub, a quiet path.

“Jo.”

What is she supposed to say? William doesn’t think she deserves to be here. William doesn’t think anything she writes is any better than anything any man with a byline could spit up. And she’d agreed to marry him. She’d thought that was ok. 

And John-

The day they’d come back from the scrapped mission, the one she’d been allowed to observe. Observe. A miracle she can hardly still believe, in more ways than one. Dumb luck, more like. It still sets her heart racing, if she thinks too hard about it. 

The ground beneath their feet again, and her knees knocking together and her ankles, the relief. The scarf damp against her collarbone. I knew you’d get up there, he’d said. You don’t let us tell you no. Mention how good I looked flying past you n’ Buck, alright?

Like it wasn’t a question. 

“Jo, tell me you don’t think he’s got the right to do that to you.” She’s frozen, like something could wind back what just happened. Her eyes fill with tears. He sees them, she knows he does. She’s still wearing the goddamn ring. She shakes her head, the smallest noise.

"What do you want, Jo, huh?” The question moves through his whole body, his arms, his hands. He means it, every word. You want me to find him and hurt him? I’ll do it. You want me to go kill a guy, I’ll go kill a guy. I do it all the time, it’s easy. “What do you want?" 

You.

It’s a shock in her chest, for the times she’s thought it before. Like a match lighting in a dark room.

Quieter now, his eyes trained on her. “What do you want?”

“You to kiss me.”

He stops. Only a second, trying to see her in the dark-dusk, against the trees and the tangled hedges, the last slivers of fading light. 

She’s looking up at him, watching him, before he stoops, so close that she can feel the curls against his forehead. A breath, that shaking pause, before he presses his lips against hers. Seeking her. He doesn’t taste like the beer he hasn’t drank, only toothpaste and the smell of aftershave, and warmth, and a little sweat. 

Her top lip in both of his, her hands at his jacket, her fists balled like she’ll drown.

“Easy there,” he says, the words dancing with a laugh, the complete absence of meaning it. She can’t help it, the stupid grin on her face, his hand cupping her jaw, his thumb on her cheek. The way he doesn’t stop kissing her.

The smallest stuttered noise in the back of his throat, the kind she feels in her hips. God-

“John-”

“Say that again.”

She whacks her palm lightly against his shoulder, pulls it back slow as his tongue catches at her front teeth. “Won’t push my luck on a Bucky, then-”

“Since when-” she says, and he wants to laugh again, how breathless she sounds. He’s here, he’s here, for how long, for how long- “Since when don’t you push your luck-”

He smiles against her mouth. The noise of people leaving the pub, or coming in. She straightens up, but he doesn’t pull all the way back. “If that’s all it took to get you to smile-" The back of his neck is warm under her hands, the short hair. He’s a little breathless too, the kind that stops her heart. “Am I better?”

Her lips press the soft spot against the side of his mouth, so firm she feels the gums beneath.  “What do you think, Major?”

He’s beaming, here in the dark. “I think I like it when you call me Major.”

“Do you, now?”

“Or John.” He presses his thumb against her chin, her bottom lip.

“Or Bucky.”

Soft against her ear, his voice. “Or Bucky.”

[6thofapril1917]

I've never even watched SAS Rogue Heroes but Sarie's man simultaneously looks like a twink and a butch lesbian. Respect. Also good for Sarie!! - @lostloveletters

PLEASE it’s like a running joke in the fandom that johnny just looks butch. also yeah sarie’s biting him (affectionate)

[thoughpoppiesblow]

Hi JJ! Can I asked about The Dead Dusty Summer from your WIP list? - @lostloveletters

of course you can @lostloveletters!! this one is all about miss nora, and I've been enjoying it a lot, as it's a very nice character study for her.

Summers back in Baltimore had been filled with dusty bookshelves and hours upon hours of studying. Nora liked it, playing the smart college girl. The swish of her skirt and the click of her oxfords on the old floors - it all held a certain charm. But compared to now, it seemed dead and devoid. After all, how could anything hold as much life as the bright blue sky, stretching out endlessly before her in the pilot’s seat?

[stfrancisprayer]

Hi Parm! 4, 12, and 20 for the song ask🖤 - @lostloveletters

BATTIE!!!! *jumping up and down waving my hands* HI HI HELLO!!! *does a somersault*

4. is from an underrated artist

goodnight by itsue i was the ONLY one streaming you but you will always be famous in my heart </3 it's unfortunate the band broke up i quite like their math rock stuff

12. is in a movie

i've been getting into bollywood lately...this movie is fun! it's campy! it doesn't take itself too seriously! the soundtrack is catchy! give om shanti om a watch!! it's on netflix rn👍

20. i’ve recommended to someone

this is my go-to whenever somebody asks for a general song rec. also very nostalgic for me....but like it's mellow. you can put it on in the background and vibe. i've probably listened to it 100 times over at this point

thank you for asking, battie!! ❤️❤️🦇

[1waveshortofashipwreck]

Hi Emily! 1, 12, and 25 for the ask game🖤 - @lostloveletters

Thank you for the ask Battie!! 🥰💖

What're 3 things you'd say shaped you into who you are?

Short answer is my faith, my loved ones, and my mental health, find the more lengthy answer here !!

12. What's some good advice you want to share?

Never underestimate the value of self-care, just doing something small for yourself can make a world of difference

25. Fav season and why?

Definitely summer!! One reason is I hate wearing pants and much prefer wearing shorts 🤣 I also just love all the summer activities - going to the beach, going swimming, drinking a cold lemonade on a hot day, I just live for the summer aesthetic lmao

Thank you again Battie!! Hope you have an amazing day 😁💕

[rosies-riveters]

Happy Birthday Ema! I hope you’ve had an incredible day🎂🖤 - @lostloveletters

Thank you Battie! 🥹🥹

[softguarnere]

When you get this, list 5 songs you like to listen to, publish. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool) <3 - @lostloveletters (I accidentally unfollowed you trying to send this on desktop, I'm sorry!)

aahhh, don't worry, you're all good! 🤗

"New Money" from The Great Gatsby

"get him back!" by Olivia Rodrigo

"Daphne Blue" by The Band CAMINO

"Wannabe" by the Spice Girls

"Potential Breakup Song" by Aly & AJ

[ronsenthal]

Happy Birthday Jess! I hope it’s amazing🖤🎂 - @lostloveletters

Awww Battie thank you so much for dropping by, love you lots and lots 💙

[niemandgefunden]

Loving into the Abyss

Do you ever feel that loving is pointless? That the love you pour onto others will never come back to you? That it is forever thrown into the wind, into the void; lost forever, leaving you in cold loneliness waiting for an answer to a prayer never expressed? How many times shall I fall in love before finally giving up on it? How many heartbreaks must I endure before the last one breaks the camel's back?

[writingsandfandoms]

Love Starts Within // Tagged by the wonderful @mariawyn316 for a #haiku Also #lostloveletters for @elepenlove2 Open tag for either or both! • • #MBS #haikupoetry #poem #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poet #poetsofig #writer #writingcommunity #writing #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writtenword #haikusofinstagram #spilledink #spilledthoughts #instapoet #instapoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm_7kf-Oc83/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[lostloveletters]

Reader-insert fics for The Godfather. You can also find these fics on my AO3.

I do not take fic requests.

Do not interact if you’re under 18, a terf or radfem, or post thinspo/ED content.

MICHAEL

Give Me Shelter, The Night Is Dark - Michael Corleone x Reader (Vampire AU, smut, female reader)

Something Borrowed - Michael Corleone x Reader (Friends to lovers, smut, female reader)

SONNY

One of Those Nights - Sonny Corleone x Reader (Smut, female reader)

[shoshiwrites]

Hi Shoshi! For sleepover weekend, what are some movies Bucky and Jo like watching together, like their go-to "date night" watches? (Period-specific or just in general, your pick!) - @lostloveletters

This is the cutest question, thank you Battie🥺

I'm going to say first that the both of them are much better-watched in 40s/50s film than I am. I'd say anything with Bogie and Bacall, primarily — The Big Sleep, To Have and Have Not. Jo loves romances but that's more of a friend watch than date night. I can see them both having a crush on Ingrid Bergman (who doesn't), and I do see Bucky as a vet who watches war movies to judge how accurate they are (Twelve O'Clock High gets high marks). He also volunteers to watch anything involving journalism for Jo. His Girl Friday is a fave. I Was A Male War Bride.

I can also see them also getting into more noir as a genre and maybe some international ones too? Jo gets him into those. Jimmy Stewart in anything. Musicals he can obnoxiously sing along to and Jo can wonder why she takes him anywhere (you know why, Jo).

I also find the idea of them watching Leave Her to Heaven and then not being able to shut up about it the whole night hilarious.

In general I think he's a terrible movie talker, but better about it in public (having someone there to elbow him helps), god help you if you're just having movie night at home though.

[Sleepover weekend asks!]

[thoughpoppiesblow]

Hi JJ! I hope you’re doing alright🖤 How about 4, 13, and 55 for the writing ask? - @lostloveletters

hi battie! i'm doing pretty good, and i hope you are as well <3 thank you for the ask!!

4. How do you choose which fics to write?

i just try to tune in to what I'm really enjoying at the moment, and focus on that! that's the reason catch her if you can has been on hiatus - i just wasn't enjoying the writing process, so i decided to give it a little break!

13. Do you listen to music while you write? If yes, what have you been listening to recently?

yep! i make playlists for each of my characters and ships, and some songs I've been loving recently include half return by adrianne lenker (nora's playlist), hot and heavy by lucy dacus (jackie's playlist), and your best american girl by mitski (pollie's playlist)!

55. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

i have! i tend to talk about people sighing and furrowing their brows a lot (i think it's just bc I'm moody haha)

[stfrancisprayer]

Hi Parm! I’m looking at your OC’s intro post again, and I love all the details you included🖤 I was wondering what the patch on her jacket means? It’s super interesting! - @lostloveletters

HELLO BATTIE!!! very glad you asked this question, the patch is not super common knowledge so i'm excited to talk about it.

TL;DR she's a WAC, and the patch is ETOUSA (european theater of operations, united states army) specifically the patch iteration pre-1944.

historical ramblings about the ETOUSA under the cut :)

The origins of the ETOUSA trace back to early 1941, before the US had "officially" entered the war. At this point the US portrays themselves as a neutral power because they want to keep their military operations a secret. To be prepared, they send a small group of military personnel to Britain to observe how the government was using American lend-lease supplies, should there ever be a time that the US will need to do the same on home soil. This small group of personnel were known as SPOBS, or the US Army Special Observer Group. The US joins the war in December 1941, and the SPOBS converts into the US Army Forces in the British Isles, or USAFBI. Their whole mission was to coordinate US forces in the British Isles in conjunction with the British, but the theater is changing so quickly that they end up throwing that plan out the window, and now the USFABI is sort of a sitting duck. (source, source) In June of 1942 the US Department of War decides to take the USFABI and turn it into ETOUSA (European Theater of Operations, United States Army). The brand-new department's job was to administrate, plan, and operate control over US forces in the European Theater. (source) Members of the ETOUSA included Generals (like General Patton!) to lower-ranking officials. Most of their domain was in the Communications Zone of the war rather than the front lines. With such a broad scope of administrative duties, a lot of manpower and womanpower was needed to manage it all-- enter our lovely WACs!! The Women's Army Corporation had a huge part in the ETOUSA as a whole, but many could also be found in their headquarters. (source, source, source) Without revealing too much about her story, my OC (who I don't have a set name for yet, oops) works with administrative duties related to the strategic planning of attacks. Now, the patch. While I was cooking her up this website was a saving grace for me, it's got such good info on WAC uniform guidelines/regulations-- this section features the information on the ETOUSA patch that I referenced.

In her illustration she's sporting the first design of the ETOUSA patch from September 1943. You might notice how there's also a version of the ETOUSA patch with the service forces star atop it. Let me get into that. So now it's February 1944, the US had been making some pretty big strides across Europe (especially France), and now they want to focus on western Europe; so they make sure there's enough forces over there to justify a new command post. This new organization is called the SHAEF, or the Supreme Headquarters Allied Expeditionary Force, whose job was to administrate, plan, and operate control over US forces in the European Theater...which is currently the ETOUSA's job. But we're dealing with western Europe now, so they split the job down the middle; SHAEF takes the commanding part and the ETOUSA settles in France with the administrative and supplying part. Befitting of the new rebrand they modify their patch to the second iteration, the one that includes the service forces star, in February of 1944. The ETOUSA continues with these duties until shortly after Germany surrenders on May 7, 1945, and on July 1, 1945 it is redesignated as the USFET, the United States Forces European Theater. It retains that name until March 15, 1947, when it is redesignated as the EUCOM, Headquarters European Command. The EUCOM would be absorbed into the United States European Command (USEUCOM) on August 1, 1952. The end.

***Obviously I'm not a historian, so if somebody reads this and spots a place where I've gotten info wrong or misunderstood something important let me know and I'll add a footnote asap👍

Thank you for reading!! 💗💗💗💗 My apologies because I know this is very long-winded but I really appreciate the interest Battie <3 You reminded me I need to get on it and write a formal intro post for her tbh... but both the ETOUSA and SHAEF are in this OC's future... i got stuff brewing. let me cook

[1waveshortofashipwreck]

💐 once you receive this lovely bouquet of flowers you have to mention five things you love, publicly, and send it to 10 of your favorite followers if you want. SPREAD POSITIVITY! ⛅️ - @lostloveletters

AAAAAAAA THANK YOU BATTIE!!! You're so sweet 😭❤️

[goatyuuji]

Itafushi my babies! Hope you enjoy them fics! <3

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