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“but love is impossible and it goes on despite the impossible.”

webgott + ada limon’s ‘in a mexican restaurant I recall how much you upset me’

hbo war + poetry 1/?

inspired by @blood-mocha-latte and her lovely BoB posts 💙

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BoBWeek2023 ▸ day six || favourite dynamics

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BAND OF BROTHERS (2001) I The Last Patrol

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During episode 6 while Doc is trying to find scissors I noticed both Muck and Malarkey have their names written on the same locker/bin with two crudely drawn faces. Also peep the "fuck" and "joe" on the left hand side. They really out here like teenage boys scribbling on desks.

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Matthew Settle as Ronald Speirs in BAND OF BROTHERS | Pt. 7: The Breaking Point

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Doc in winter :)

doc roe gifs requested by @3milesup, hope you'd like this one

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hang tough!!

-y’all, i decided to finally invest in a drawing app, instead of using a free one that drained all my battery with ads. so if anyone has any tips on how to use procreate PLEASE HELP ME. but here is my practice so far^

-ALSO. i would like to maybe start a taglist for my art but im afraid nobody will want to be on it. would anyone be interested in that?? pls let me know, it would make me so happy.

ok enjoy!

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Digital sketches. Collection of most recent ones, hope you like it! :)

Taglist: @ronald-speirs @jump-wings @ahsokatanoss @mads-weasley @scarecrowmax @iceman-kazansky @midgetlover6 @liptonwashere @stolemyspoons @kafka-ohdear @footprintsinthesxnd @jmothh @vera-keller @neptunes-blue @aloraundomiel @sweetxvanixlla @executethyself35

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do you have any postwar webgott fic recs? what you described is so amazing and I def want to read more!!

yes I do!

Under Thunder And Rain by SJtrinity

come and make the hymns of you by yourblues

the only noise beating out is ours by lakehymn

Maybe something else I'm missing by ember_firedrake

you better learn your lesson yourself by blinkiesays

these are all along the lines of what I described! enjoy!

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Webster: You lying, cheating, piece of shit.

Liebgott: Oh yeah? You're the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD, WEB!

Webster: I'M LEAVING AND IM TAKING YOUR COMIC BOOKS WITH ME!

Skinny, picking up the monopoly board: Maybe monopoly was a bad idea.

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liebgott: what that mouth do

webster: complain

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Webster, holding a large box: What would you do if I came back one day with a small species of shark and claimed it as our child?

Liebgott: I'd be impressed because where the fuck did you get a shark?

Webster: Speirs owned me a favor.

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taylor swift cannot stop writing songs for webgott

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aster - speirsroe?

aster (symbol of love, daintiness) — “i’m not fragile, y’know.”

from these flower language asks

“I’m not fragile,” Ron says determinedly, as he sits up from the sofa. At least, he tries. A surprisingly strong hand shoves him back down immediately. His head swims a little with the motion of it, sending the room around the both of them spinning in unsettling eddies. He swallows, hard.

“You’re not an idiot either,” Gene replies. The “sir” is added not quite as an afterthought, but certainly after his attention has moved back from the rebuke to the gash across his chest. A second attempt to rise is similarly efficiently rebuffed. Ron’s teeth clench and his cheeks puff, frustrated. 

“The fact it was so easy for me to do that ought to have told you something,” Gene mutters as he works. Quick, clever fingers prod at the wound in his side, dull ache flaring into sharper pain and Ron hears a thoughtful hum as he hisses. Something in the tone of it is calming, cooling against the heat roiling beneath his skin. “You know this is infected?”

“It’s fine,” Ron says, then yelps and scowls. Gene looks profoundly unmoved and wipes his hand against a cloth, unsmiling. 

“Thought I’d let you get away with it?”

“I-”

“You did. I won’t.” Gene straightens, back cracking, though he remains kneeling at Ron’s side. He reaches into his kit again. “This needs cleaning and you need rest.”

Ron opens his mouth to argue and shuts it immediately at the dark look in Gene’s eye. He sighs instead and sinks back into the ratty cushions that have been piled behind his head. 

“I came to you because I thought you were good at your job,” he says. Gene’s face does not move, but his lip twitches, waiting. They’re beginning to know each other a little too well, Ron thinks, and continues anyway. “You could be a little less good at it.”

“I need to dress this,” Gene tells him. “And then you’re going to not move until I tell you.”

Something soft is pressed against the pain as Gene works, sure and steady and soothing. There is no outward flicker of expression when Ron flinches again when he comes across another tender spot, but he feels the pressure of Gene’s body as he leans against his thigh, solid and real. 

“Yes, sir,” he says, as he closes his eyes.

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you know how to ball I know aristotle type relationship

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Happy Gonorrhea Day!

SSG William Guarnere, 28 Apr 1923 - 08 Mar 2014

Other Aprilers:

PFC Patrick O'Keefe: 03 Apr 1926 - 08 Feb 2003 LTG Robert Sink: 03 Apr 1905 - 13 Dec 1965 PFC James Miller: 11 Apr 1924 - 20 Sep 1944 CPL Walter "Smokey" Gordon: 15 Apr 1920 - 19 Apr 1997 LTC Ronald Speirs: 20 Apr 1920 - 11 Apr 2007 PVT Alton More: 23 Apr 1920 - 31 Jul 1958 SSG Earl McClung: 27 Apr 1923 - 27 Nov 2013 1LT Henry Jones: 27 Apr 1924 - 21 Jul 1947

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