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sharkboyandlavalieb · 10 days
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THE PACIFIC - fandom text posts
insp. (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7)
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staud · 3 months
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hillbilly & ack ack + shoulder pats
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cinnamonrollsledge · 1 month
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Band of Brothers/The Pacific + Headlines & Text Posts
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georgieluz · 8 months
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man naps like corpse in cruel act of foreshadowing
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liptonwashere · 7 months
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didn't post this one here. enjoooy.
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curtvilescomic · 11 months
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ACK ACK!
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ente-lab · 4 months
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redrabbitkreations · 1 month
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fromsummerart · 6 months
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ACK ACK ACK ACK!
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Mars Attacks!(1996)
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2023.
ACK ACK ACK ACK ACK 26/31
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claybefree · 3 months
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I'm 90% sure this gag's been done already
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malarkgirlypop · 6 months
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LEMONADE Chapter 1 (Eugene Sledge x Fem!OC)
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Hello! This is the first chapter to my new OC story. I hope you all enjoy! I love the Pacific and especially Eugene! Stay tuned for more chapters to come, I have some ideas of how I want this story to play out. I hope you all enjoy! This is based on the HBO show and the actors who portray the characters no hate to anyone involved.
“Something sweet?” I ask, handing out cool lemonade to the weary marines who pass by the table. The nurse beside me fills the cups, as I hand them out to the men. I make sure I smile and look them in the eye like Ellie had told me beforehand, “You can’t look at the ground Hazel, you have to look happy to be there!”. I was always shy in school, keeping my friends to girls. Boys scared me too much with their rough and tumble. I always liked to be neat and tidy, however the boys at my school were chaotic and dirty. My older sister seemed to be the same, until one day when she was 18, she arrived at the house with a man on her arm and declared him her true love, and that they were to be wed. They had come for my father’s blessing. I still remember the day vividly. 
I set the china down on the table with the knives and forks, the front door left open to let the cool breeze pass through the stuffy house. My father lounged in his chair, puffing on his pipe and reading the newspaper. As my mother fussed in the kitchen over the roast she had done. 
“Will Liesl be here for dinner Haze?” My father called from the lounge.
“She said she was going to Anna's house to see her new dog, she didn’t say when she would be home.” I called back as I straightened the forks. 
“Well she best be here quick, dinner is ready.” My mother chirped as she pulled the chicken out of the oven in a cloud of steam. The savoury smell filling the house. I put glasses on the table filling mine with cool water, my parents with wine. I heard the front gate’s signature squeak as it opened, I cast my eyes to the open front door. To my surprise my sister Liesl proudly marched up the front path with a man on her arm. Liesl walked with her head held high, I couldn’t say the same for the man she dragged along with her. His face was flushed, a sheen of perspiration on his brow. He sheepishly ducked his head as they entered the house. My mother appeared behind me holding a platter in her hands to put on the table. 
“Mother!” Liesl said proudly, “This is James, and I am going to marry him.” My eyes widened at her bold statement, I glanced back at my mother who had gone as white as a sheet. I could hear the grunt of my father getting out of his recliner. He ambled into the dining room. 
“Liesl, what on earth are you talking about?” My father inquired. 
“Sir!” James said, reaching forward to shake my father’s hand. He looked down at the outstretched hand in front of him and turned his gaze back towards my sister. James dropped his hand as he awkwardly put it back by his side, fidgeting with the suit jacket he wore. No wonder he was sweating. It was so hot today and that woollen blazer looked thick. I said nothing my eyes darting from one face to another, my sister look firm, James looked like he was about to faint, same as my mother, who had managed to put the chicken down on the table without dropping it from pure shock, my father wore a deep frown, one he mostly used when he was about to giving us a talking to. I flicked my gaze back to Liesl, to see what she was going to do next. 
“I came to ask for your blessing, Father. But I will still marry him even if you do not approve of it.” Liesl asserted, James cringed beside her looking rather uncomfortable. 
“Liesel, you cannot march into this house with a man we have never met and demand us to bless the marriage!” My father boomed in rage, I shrunk down even though I was not the one who was being told off. 
“How did you even meet? When did you meet? Who is he?” My mother blurted questions, as my father nodded in agreement. 
“We met a couple of months ago at the dance. He had moved from across the state and we knew it was love.” My sister answered the questions. 
“My god Liesl you cannot marry someone you met a couple of months ago!” My father said in outrage. 
“Father, I love him and he loves me!” Liesl screeched in anger.
“I do love your daughter dearly.” James interjected. 
“Pipe down blazer!” My father shut him down quickly. James’ mouth snapped shut. 
“Father, please I love him. I want to marry him!” Liesl begged my father who huffed in frustration. He turned towards my mother to gauge her opinion. Liesl gave her best big puppy dog eyes, that she knew my father had a hard time saying no to. He was soft for his sweet daughters, he loved us ever so much. Another sigh left his lips as he rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers, trying to ease the headache that had come with the ordeal.
“Fine.” He said curtly. We all paused in shock, no of us even breathed. 
“Really?” Liesl beamed. A wide grin spread across her face as she rushed forward to hug our father, giving him a big kiss on his cheek. He shook his head, but he couldn’t stop the small smile that graced his lips. 
“Hazel, put out another plate for…” My father said, looking at James to help him finish his sentence.
“James White, but everyone calls me Jamie.” He said stepping forward, again reaching out for my father’s hand. He took Jamie’s hand giving it a firm squeeze as they shook. I’m sure it was meant as a silent warning. 
By the next weekend they had been wed, Jamie was a good man and loved my sister very much. They made a splendid couple, I don’t think I have ever seen my sister so smitten. But not long after the war had broken out. Jamie had enlisted and much to my sisters dismay he was shipped off with the Marines to the Pacific to fight the Japanese. After he had left my sister moved back in with my parents, not wanting to be alone. She cried herself to sleep every night, I heard her muffled sobs through the walls. Whenever she had received a letter from him she would read it back to front, enough times she could recite every word with her eyes closed. Then one day she had received a letter, but it was a letter you dread to see. It was from the military itself. She and I sat on the front steps together as she stared at the unopened envelope. 
“Do you want me to read it, Liesl?” I asked gently, bumping into her with my shoulder. She nodded wordlessly handing me the paper. I tore into the letter, pulling it from its sleeve. 
“Do you want me to read it out loud to you?” I asked again, not having opened the folded over paper, scared as to what it was going to say. My stomach knotted, as she nodded again. I flattened out the paper so I could read it. 
“We regret to inform you.” I started, as my eyes scanned the letter. My heart clenched, I took a deep breath. “That your husband James White was killed in action.” The words fell off my tongue. I didn’t bother to read the rest of the letter, not that it would be heard anyway. The howls from my heart broken sister filled the air. Tears welled in my eyes as I watched her rock back and forward screaming in agony. My mother was quick to appear from the kitchen. Wrapping her in her arms and stroking my hair as Liesl wailed. I let the tears from my eyes fall as I watched the scene unfold. My father stood in the doorway with his own red rimmed eyes. 
But that was years ago now. After Jamie had died Liesl wanted a job, anything to distract her from her grief. She applied to be a nurse, to help in the war and had dragged me with her. I was then freshly 18 but they were taking anyone who applied really. Liesl after her training, got moved to one of the basecamps where the men trained before they were shipped out. I, on the other hand, was put through more in depth training. Due to my bright nature I moved quickly through the classes they had for the nurses. The girls I was with were to be shipped off to the Pacific as well. To be based on an island where the men could be treated first, so that they didn’t have to send all of the injured people home.
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luluxa · 2 years
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Commission art for @aloraundomiel  <3
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staud · 3 months
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THE PACIFIC Rewatch | 7. Peleliu Hills
You can't dwell on it. You can't dwell on any of it.
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cinnamonrollsledge · 1 month
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Track List:
What is Life - George Harrison
Running Up That Hill (A Deal With God) - Kate Bush
Wagon Wheel - Old Crow Medicine Show
Sea of Love - Cat Power
Mystery of Love - Sufjan Stevens
Cruel World - Active Child
Jesse Got Trapped in a Coal Mine - Goodnight, Texas
Work Song - Hozier
I Will Follow You Into the Dark - Death Cab for Cutie
(P.S. Check out this playlist by @theweirdgoodbyes for more Hilldane vibes)
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georgieluz · 8 months
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every time i watch the scene where ack ack is giving his never pass a clean supply of water monologue i always think he's stripping off for the boys.. like i know he's just taking all the extra shit off to get comfy for his little nap but the way the shot is framed when it focuses on sledge i always expect his trousers to drop
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cchickki · 9 months
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i made a few pacific icons back in the day on my old blog, mostly as requests. wanted to upload them again to see if anyone wanted to use any :)
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