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they were literally looking at web like this

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You guys are so lucky I haven’t written in a while due to my new grown-up job, bc otherwise I’d be making my new problematic faves ALL YALLS PROBLEM

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would you. consider. drawing joe toye.

yes, for you anon- boy toy joe toye

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''there's only one bed.''

''i'll bandage you up.''

''who did this to you?''

''i didn't know where else to go.''

''can you be my date to the wedding?''

''you're my best friend. i've always loved you.''

''shut up.'' ''make me.''

''i would never fall for you.''

''then why did you do it?'' ''BECAUSE I LOVE YOU''

''oh. oh.''

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very important shots from the making of BoB

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[Carwood and Ron skimming rocks on a lake in Austria]

Lip: this is such a beautiful evening

Ron: take that you fucking lake

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ily: i love you

ilysm: i love you so much

hiwyfs: hell it was you, first sergeant

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A big thank you to @sir-mr-dr-roe for this ✨ iconic✨ post

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Band of brothers+ cursed(? Book titles

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I’m just a yearning idiot, really!

Another author who writes tension/simmering desire incredibly well is @mrsalwayswrite ! I’m in awe of her skill and cannot recommend her enough!

But thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!!!

Never Be Sorry, Not For This

It was just supposed to be two friends dancing. You should’ve known better: Eugene Roe + Dirty Jazz in a dark club on a hot Georgia night would be the death of you.

(i listened to Death Letter by Cassandra Wilson while writing this, in case you wanna feel the spice)

You giggle slightly when Gene’s hand presses hot on the middle of your back, the giggle graduating to an apologetic snicker when he shot you an impatient look.

“Really? Are you twelve?” Roe grumbles, holding your right hand up gently and keeping it close to their sides.

“And a half.” You wink, smirking as he rolls his eyes and shakes his head at you.

He looked stupidly handsome in the low light of the club, a light sheen of sweat on his skin catching the light and making him shine like some sort of angel.

Careful, a voice in your head whispers. Don’t read more into this than there is.

Keep reading

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 The stories about Speirs are probably all bullshit anyway.

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band of brothers + tumblr text posts [2/?]

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George Luz: Big Moods

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malarkey coded text posts part one

#these poor boys need to much therapy

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It's called wounded, Peanut. Injured is when you fall out of a tree or something.