#saaf

[usafphantom5]

5 Squadron of the South African Air Force fire up their Mustang Mark IIIs, Korea 1951.

@ron_eisele

[enambd]

অভিনন্দন নারী ফুটবল দলকে

[raframsgate]

[icnnetwork]

UP-बहराइच रेलवे स्टेशन पर साफ़ सफ़ाई से यात्री खुश,स्टेशन पर शौचालय में ताला लटका मिला

Report By-Sayed Tariq Ahmad Bahraich(UP) उत्तर प्रदेश के इंडो नेपाल बॉर्डर पर स्थित बहराइच जनपद में जब ICN की टीम ने यहां के रेलवे स्टेशन पर जा कर साफ सफाई का जायज़ा लिया और स्टेशन पर मौजूद यात्रियों से जब बहराइच रेलवे स्टेशन की साफ सफाई से ले कर पानी की व्यस्था पर बात की तो क्या कुछ निकल कर आया आइए बताते है इस रिपोर्ट में।बहराइच रेलवे स्टेशन पर सिर्फ 6 पेयर ट्रेनें चलती है तीन ट्रेन बहराइच से…

[pale-opaque]

Hand Angel by Donald Saaf

6"x5"x2" Soapstone 2005 private collection

[gameraboy2]

Rangers Comics #14 (1943) Cover by Art Saaf

[inky-curves]

From Young Love #84 (January-February 1971) Pencils by Art Saaf Inks unknown (possibly Frank Giacoia or Wally Wood)

[sajra-savera]

When Naina said

"Jitna bhi try karo bunny, life mein kuch na kuch toh chutega hi"

She was talking about house chores and how mom's going to scold you for it.

[siya-sayani]

Signs of a loyal bf:

1) has a trio since 10th Jo abhi Tak toota nhi. 2)has a counted no. Of poses for getting clicked... (Hands in the pocket,. looking to the left is their favourite) 3) calls one of their friends as beta and consider themselves as their baap. 4) scared to talk to girls cos what if they ignore? Or take them as a creep? 5) has zero fashion sense , still believes in ( taste mei best mommy aur Everest)

6) takes pride in being an absolute jungle man and has no skincare routine.

7) once wanted to be a cricketer aur uske liye academy bhi gye the but phir 11th aagyi .

[psikonauti]

Donald Saaf (American, b. 1961)

Dream of Andre Ravin

textiles and acrylics on canvas

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Sky Chase - art by Art Saaf (1979)

[oh-styles]

what are sad and harry up to now with the twins now that he’s off tour?

FAMILY TIME. (I still can't remember the twins birthdays fml but they're estimated to be 2-3 but in this piece they turned into six month olds.)

Harry absolutely loves waking up earlier than the missus on Saturday mornings, trotting downstairs in nothing more than his socks and boxers and cooking his little family breakfast. (I want to make a side note that Harry wakes up earlier than SAAF every day. She is a sleepy girl who detests mornings.)

He starts off preparing some coffee – straight black – and turns on Joni Mitchell as he pops through the cupboards, snagging plates and mugs. Pancakes are on the menu today.

It’s only twenty minutes before he hears the wines of one little girl over the baby monitor. Poppy. Much like her dad, she, too, enjoys the tranquility of mornings. He smiles to himself, setting his spatula down, and tiptoes up the stairs and down the hall, pausing in front of his daughters’ door, listening to the babbling. He wonders what she’s talking about.

“Little petal,” he whispers, peeping his nose in through the threshold. “Is that my little petal?”

A shrill giggle bellows through their bedroom, and Harry slowly creeps to his daughter’s crib, careful not to wake up the little girl still sleeping soundly.

“Okay, little petal. You know the drill.” He reaches down to pick her up. “We change your stinky little bottom, and then you come have breakfast with dad.”

His heart still jumps at the word.

“We’ll come get your sister in a little bit, okay?”

Once they’re back downstairs, he rests Poppy on his hip while he prepares a bottle. He hums along to the music, stopping every few minutes to kiss his daughter on his head – who has already rested her head on her daddy’s shoulder and is moments from drifting back to sleep. They’re both in their happy place.

He eventually decides to forgo the bottle, waiting until Poppy is awake again. He finishes up pancakes, and haphazardly tries to cut up some strawberries one-handed, stealing a couple extra pieces for himself.

He thinks about how he wants to spend the rest of the day. Maybe they can all go down to the market later or take a walk in the park. Winnie loves being snuggled up to her mum in her carrier, listening to the birds chirping. If there is a surefire way to get her to stop fussing, it’s that.

“Okay, Poptart, let’s go see mummy.” Poppy’s eyes flutter open, and her eyes dodge around the room in confusion; she must’ve forgotten she left her crib. “I’ll drop you off with mum, and then I’ll go get Winnebago.”

i didn't mean for this to get a little long, and i feel bad for not really talking about winnie but i am super tired and sleep begs for me

[nkogneatho]

this is one of the best quotes ever.

translation: i kept rubbing and cleaning my face when it was actually the mirror that was dirty.

[tomoleary]

Joe Yank 5-14 (1952-1954) by Art Saaf, John Severin/Bill Elder, Jerry Grandenetti, Alex Toth, ?, Alex Toth, Ross Andru (twice), Mike Sekowsky (twice)

[gameraboy2]

Jumbo Comics #57 (1943) Cover by Art Saaf

[sabinewren77]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Ahsoka (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Shin Hati/Sabine Wren Characters: Sabine Wren, Shin Hati Additional Tags: Smut, offscreen sparring, Dry Humping, Scissoring, Dirty Talk, Kissing Summary:

Sabine and Shin sparring had Shin feeling some type of way, urging her to drag Sabine to their shared room. Shin may think that she had the upper hand this time, yet Sabine chose to take advantage of the little discovery she had just found out about Shin.