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medicband-blog · 8 years
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PSA. i’ve moved my hbo war muses into one multimuse blog so follow me @easybred
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@hxsser
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“i told yuh,” throat phlegm-ridden with scratchiness sandpapering every spoken word. cold fingers clasp around the warm ceramic of the mug , feeling bits of him start to heat. he brings the rim of the mug close , smelling the cocoa. “now you’re not feelin’ well.” 
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Band of Brothers Character Request: Doc Roe:
Oh Lord, grant that I shall never seek so much to be consoled as to console, to be understood as to understand, or to be loved as to love with all my heart.
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Sometimes I tell myself I’m okay. I repeat it, like a mantra. I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m okay. Because I’m afraid if I stop, even for a moment, I will drown in all the reasons I am not.
(via moonshinemonty)
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A wet nose prods at his cheek and when that proves ineffective then comes the licking. Wake up, wake up.
@wardcg
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eyes slit & brightness starts to pour in from the sun. a wetness lapping at his cheek slowly whisks him out of his bout of unconsciousness. a groan is soft to resound in his throat as a hand reaches out to stop the source. surprise to him , for his hand makes contact with a muzzle. 
eugene’s awake & his eyes pop more open , brows furrow with confusion as he realizes only NOW what’s happened. “hey,” he speaks up , vocal chords still a little stiff. a hand rubs the top of the canine’s head. he arises from the slab of cracked concrete , curious of this dog’s arrival. how long have they been here? & how long has he been out?
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yeah-ditto-obvs:
literally all i want is to fall asleep on someone
that’s it
that’s all
i’m very tired and i want to lay my head on someone’s stomach and have them run their fingers through my hair and sleep
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his eyes have been spared , only painted of the situation by word of mouth. explanation from a reliable witness being a swift paintbrush that works so diligently broadening eugene’s understanding for more , not only of the situation then , but internal structure among the ranks. bryan’s ire was understood ------ eugene wouldn’t have held back stepping in & arguing for the child’s sake of being evac’d away from here. as some tension still tangle knots persistently , eugene finds himself focusing on doing his duties & making sure each marine’s condition & health reads sufficient & well. a light smile , brushing away any mention of ‘the situation’ for now. 
( it’s a pestering problem that’s soon to be spoken up about , acknowledged , SQUASHED , like a little gnat floating around someone’s field of vision. )
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he crouches to his bag set atop of two ammunition boxes. “doin’ fine. mild athlete’s foot, ‘n only one with dysentery. gave 'im water & pills to treat it,” he answers , gathering up some of his supplies to return to his medical bag. 
the persisting urge rushes in once again : unceasing & repetitive to the point it’s almost expected like the waves of the ocean rolling onto shore. roe pauses amid his restocking , even lifts his head from his pack. “sir ,” a pause as if teetering on a see-saw , one side to continue , or another one to dismiss. 
“i heard what happened.” 
        he knew there’d be hard times when he signed up for this job — wanting the challenge of that, knowing there’d be a burden to shoulder along with the rest of the weight nate’s carrying. what’s one more thing, right? twenty-two lives are so heavy that a little more will be barely noticeable. but he’s so angry at schwetje, at godfather. he feels fucking powerless, guilt twisting his stomach into knots he can’t untangle, fury thrumming through him so loudly that he’s desperate to do something.
        but he can’t. he has to swallow it down, apologise to the men, hold together the cracks in his trust between himself and senior officers with steady fingers, and get the fuck on. there are brief moments to wallow, but it can’t consume him. they don’t have the time.
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        he walks the line, jaw set as he watches the men recuperate and get on. some are still stewing, he can practically taste the anger, but they know, too, that there are other things that will require focus. they can’t live in the past.  ❝ been doing my best, doc. ❞ he pauses, trying to cover the weight of everything with a half smile and a nod. roe doesn’t need to know. none of them do.  ❝ how’s everybody doing? ❞
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crazy, stupid, love sentence starters:
“ you were right, i shouldn’t have eaten all that bread. ”
“ no puppy eyes, you little maniac. ” 
“ you’re not talking, and that only makes me talk more. ”
“ if you keep talking i’m gonna’ get out of the car. ”
“ just for the record, i think about you… while i do it. ”
“ i’m pretty sure you’re my soulmate. ”
“ i did, i jumped out of a moving car. ”
“ i don’t care, i love him. and given the opportunity, yes, i would have his babies. ”
“ friend to friend, ew. ”
“ your life is so pg-13. ”
“ don’t you think you’re a little old to be using cheesy pick-up lines? ”
“ i can’t take my eyes off of you. that’s a fact, not a line. ”
“ you’re a double negative. ”
“ i hope this doesn’t make you uncomfortable, i’ve developed like a little… crush. ”
“ i just wanted to say… shit. ”
“ i don’t know when you and i stopped being us. ”
“ i’m a total stranger, how would i know something so intimate about your life? ”
“ you’re getting drunk on watered down vodka like a fourteen year old girl. ”
“ i don’t know if i should help you or if i should euthanize you. ” 
“ i’m gonna’ help you rediscover your manhood. ”
“ what happened to your feet? ”
“ are you steve jobs? are you the billionaire owner of apple computers? ” 
“ you have a mom butt. is that what you want? ”
“ stop slapping me. really. ” 
“ i wouldn’t touch you. if my life depended on it. ”
“ how you are doing this wildly sexy, yet unbelievably cute thing that you’re doing? ”
“ you ran in the other direction when you saw me coming the other day. ”
“ love is for stupid assholes. ”
“ god, would you put on some clothes, please? ”
“ my schwanz is in your face, if it’s not bothering you we gotta’ bigger problem. ”
“ you want me to fight someone? ”
“ go away. please don’t come back ever. ”
“ you are the perfect combination of sexy and cute. ”
“ you’ll learn to love me, i promise. ”
“ you know i’ll kill him if he hurts you. ”
“ i’m glad we switched babies at the hospital. ”
“ i’m so mad at you for what you did. but i’m mad at myself too. ”
“ you fight for your soulmates. ”
“ he scares the shit out of me. ”
“ i was trying to move on. but i don’t want to. you’ve always been the only one. ”
“ i thought that you were gonna’ propose. ”
“ do you still find me attractive? still wanna’ take me home? ”
“ no. i am sexy. i am r-rated sexy. ”
“ i am here to bang. we are gonna’ bang. ”
“ take off your shirt. ”
“ fuck! seriously? it’s like your photoshopped! ”
“ thank god i’m drunk. ”
“ i don’t want your slutty money. ”
“ no way. break up right now. ”
“ i will mess you up! ”
“ go big or go home, right bud? ”
“ i’m sorry for being a dick. ”
“ i’m in love with her. i love her. ”
“ i think it’s fantastic that you’re a better man. ”
“ there is no such thing as one true love. ”
“ i met my soulmate when i was fifteen years old. ”
“ because when you find the one, you never give up. ”
“ i brought a firearm from a shitty site. i’m prepared to shoot you in the face with it. ”
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@corpsmxn
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stuffy. his throat scraped from the constant ridding of phlegm blocking his pathway to breathe. there’s a little head shake as his fingers curl into a fist as if salvaging whatever warmth his COLD HANDS can furnace. “it ain’t too bad,” his claim leaves his mouth , laden with fair enough conviction as he looks elsewhere.
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      C. CARWOOD LIPTON & GEORGE LUZ.
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@assuredofthis
there’s a little sway in morale each time some incompetent superior has made a mistake in a field of work that cannot pay for crucial mistakes. such as trombley’s ‘fumble’ a while back with an unarmed iraqi child , & godfather’s rejection for their medevac just altogether amplified its awfulness. 
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concern bunches an odd knot in eugene’s shoulders that no amount of rolling would untie. he’s been taking the reins of checking the men -- when bryan still wallowed in a little ire after the trombley ordeal earlier -- & tended to some of the marines’ trench foot. after giving the marine a reminder to clean his socks & let his feet air out at least once a day , his attention snaps up to see fick. rare lightheartedness lingers in his upcoming comment, even if his face has yet to fully convey it,
“sir. yuh been keepin’ your feet dry?” 
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his last knock drowns out , drains away into the confines of her home , yet as he sees her , he’s still met with another wall of silence. ends of his lips purse , tightening the corners of his mouth , before taking a step inside & taking in the unspoken welcome. the door closes with a turn of a lock. quiet molds into a brick which eugene makes an attempt to break with his words.
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“how’re yuh holdin’ up , connie?” lack of hostility in his voice ; no venom lacing his words that’ll threaten her well-being if she doesn’t respond. he’s patient , he can wait. as he steps into the kitchen , following her , his eyes flicker to the pages of her journal laden with inked calligraphy for one particular word.
sick.
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    sickly figure answered the door as prompted after a few knocks.  there was only a glance given to the other and she already knew who it was.  connie moved back to the kitchen table she was sitting at to let the other gain access and to finish writing the repeated word  “ SICK “ in her journal.
@medicband !
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Eugene Roe (Doc Roe) of E Company, 101st in Austria
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Bill and Frannie Guarnere +
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should i watch bob ?? i kinda am unsure !!
ooc. i do highly recommend you check out the show. i do understand how first impressions can turn some people away from the show ( b/c ngl even i was before completely knowing what it was about ) , but it’s actually ( with exceptions of a few , minor details ) stays true to its source - that being stephen e. ambrose’s book which was about the real 101st airborne in wwii!! 
it’s produced by stephen spielberg and tom hanks who also worked on saving private ryan , if you’ve seen that movie. and the combo actually bring out really good work while not trying to romanticize much of what goes on during battles.
i wasn’t really big on band of brothers because i had zilch knowledge , but had grown to appreciate the men after watching it & giving it a try ( even going so far to reading their memoirs and biographies ) because of how their lives & all the things that they’ve accomplished during WWII were brought to screen.
but to warn you : there’s a lot of graphic images because , well , it IS trying to show a realistic perspective on war. but the way the show’s portraying them , you feel the bond that each of the man that trained & fought w/ each other hold for one another , & it also gives you a glimpse on how it made the real men the brave paratroopers we regard them as today. 
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