#george luz fluff

[mads-weasley]

Old Friends

George Luz x Reader

Masterlist

A/N: Hi!! @issiie / @cetaitlaverite! I'm sooo sorry for my late secret santa gift! We've had some bad weather that has led to outages and tech problems! I hope you like this!

Summary: Some old friends are reunited in the most unlikely of places, leading unexpected feelings to arise.

Warnings: mentions of fluff, wingman!joe, and a bunch of #adorable george

"No way! Is that (y/n) (y/l/n)!"

Following the voice, a wide smile crept across the (y/h/c)'s face when she saw who it belonged to.

"Is that George Luz?" She asked, dropping her bags in the Georgia dirt as she made her way over to him.

With a laugh, he pulled her into a quick hug, in utter disbelief that she was here.

Pulling away, he held her at arm's length, looking her over. "What're you doing here, (y/n/n)?"

She chucked at the nickname before responding. "I'm a combat nurse here for training."

"What company?"

"I'm abo-," she started, but was interrupted.

"And who might this be?" a blonde soldier with a smirk asked, putting his arm around George.

"This is (y/n) (y/l/n), a friend from back in Rhode Island. We actually went to high school together. I even used to cheat off all of her chemistry tests in order to graduate."

She smacked him on the arm playfully, scoffing. "I thought that was only one time, George."

Feigning offense, he brought a hand to his chest. "Me? No...well, maybe that's what I wanted you to think."

Done waiting for an introduction, the blonde stuck his hand out in front of him. "The name's Talbert, ma'am, but you can just call me Floyd. Nice to meet you."

When she went to shake his hand, she raised her eyebrows in surprise when he leaned down and kissed her knuckles.

"Wow. Aren't you shy." she snarked with a smile.

George had enough of the interaction, pushing Tab away towards the other men with a fake gag. "Alright, that's enough, loverboy. She's my friend."

George was ecstatic, well, more than ecstatic, when he found out she was attached to easy.

“Ah don’t pull my leg.” He joked with a boyish smile. 

(Y/n) furrowed her brows. “I’m serious, George. I’m with Easy. Why wo-”

She was cut off by the young man almost tackling her with another hug. “I’m in Easy, (y/n/n)!”

A smile spread on her face at his excitement, and she saw the “Little Georgie” she knew when they were kids shining through. “That’s amazing! Looks like you’re stuck with me for the long haul, soldier.”

With a boyish grin, he mock saluted her. “At your service, Doc (y/l/n).”

(Y/n) couldn’t deny the fluttering of her stomach as she stood there under his gaze. There was one thing that she knew for sure; he was not the boy she knew in Rhode Island. He was a man, and she had absolutely zero complaints.

During the company's training in Georgia, (y/n) quickly became friends with most of her fellow soldiers, but she seemed to naturally gravitate to her old friend, George Luz. By the time they made it to Aldbourne, the duo were skirting around feelings for each other. Unknown to (y/n), George had liked her in high school, but was too shy to ever say anything about it. Being around her reminded him of just why he had fallen so hard for the (y/h/c). 

When he walked into a room, the first eyes he looked for were hers. When he told a joke, her laugh was the only one he cared to hear. Needless to say, the young man had it bad.

Stepping off the Samaria and onto British soil, (y/n) took a deep breath. They were one step closer to being deployed. She was pulled by her thoughts by an overenthusiastic voice.

Looking over her shoulder, she shook her head, seeing George doing his signature impression of Sobel. 

He was pointing to something on Frank’s chin that she couldn’t see. “Is that a single facial hair, Private Perconte? Weekend pass revoked!”

Laughs erupted around him as they all found their way to their billets. Being the only female in the company, (y/n) was billeted to stay with a family with a daughter her age. Command thought she’d earned a little female company after dealing with the boys for the last good while. 

Looking down at the address on the slip given to her, she off towards her new home, her bag in hand. A few moments later, the sound of boots clicking on the cement quickly caught up to her. She didn’t have to turn to know who it was. 

“What’s a dame like you walking all alone, doll?” George asked with a posh accent as he fell in step beside her.

Heat rushed to her cheeks at the nickname. “Are you gonna walk me home, sir?”

He held his arm out for her to take. “If the lady permits.”

“She does," (y/n) whispered, looking him in the eye and taking his arm with a smile.

As they were walking, (y/n) took a moment to truly look at the man beside her. Beneath the goofy, class-clown persona, George Luz was a gentle and kind man, especially to her. She also couldn’t help but notice how attractive he had become. His smile made her day, and his touch sent goosebumps through her.

“George?”

They locked eyes as he glanced down. “Mhm.”

“Thank you.”

“For what?” He asked, brows furrowed in confusion.

“I don’t know,” she murmured, “For always being there.”

George smiled softly, sliding his arm around her shoulder. “I’ll always be here for you, (y/n/n). Always.”

The sincerity in his eyes made (y/n)’s knees weak, and she had to fight against leaning in and kissing him. Instead, she leaned against his side and rested her head on his arm lightly. To her surprise, he pressed a gentle kiss against her hair. 

Breath catching in her throat, she abruptly stopped and turned him towards her by his hands, the kiss giving her a burst of confidence.

“George, I have to te-” she started, but was interrupted.

‘Oh, hi! You must be Private (y/l/n)!” A voice yelled from a nearby house.

She let go of him and instantly cursed at herself for thinking confessing was a good idea. Looking down at the slip of paper still in her hand, she sighed when she realized they had arrived at her billet.

“Hi! Are you Beth Washburn?” She asked the girl who looked about her age.

“Beth is my mum. I’m Rose. We’ve been so excited to meet you.” Rose looked over towards George with a look (y/n) couldn’t describe. “I didn’t know we were housing another yank.”

“Hi, Miss,” George started, “Don’t worry, you’ve only got this one to deal with. I was just making sure she got here safe.”

With a smile and a nod, he turned away and walked off in the direction of his billet, leaving (y/n) watching his figure with a small grin.

Rose took the bag from (y/n) and walked towards the door. “So, Private, shall we get you settled?” 

As she walked through the doors of the house, the young medic had no idea how much her life would change in the time she would live in the Washburn Household.

Over the next few months, Rose soon became one of (y/n)’s best friends. The girl was only two years younger than she was, so they had a lot in common, even though they lived on different continents. Between the times (y/n)’s was needed on base, the girls often went out shopping, or just walked around the small town. Their favorite thing to do was have a picnic in the field behind their house and read. Some days, George would even accompany them on their “adventures,” as they called them. 

Since the day they’d arrived and the duo shared that moment, something had changed. George had become more affectionate towards (y/n), and he purposefully went out of his way to see her. She did the same without realizing it, falling even more for the man. 

Not unlike most weekends in Aldbourne, the men of Easy decided to go drinking at a local bar. Normally, (y/n) wouldn’t get all dressed up to go, but Rose had suggested a change in her wardrobe. Luckily for (y/n), Rose had the most beautiful blue dress that fit her body perfectly. 

Rose helped her fix her hair and do her makeup before making their way to the bar. (Y/n)’s bright red lipstick was the first thing that caught George’s attention when she walked in. All eyes were on her and the dazzling royal blue dress she was wearing, but his were on her bright smile and rosy cheeks. She looked over at him behind the counter and waved softly, making his heart melt. 

Rose walked in shortly after, leading her to a nearby unoccupied table. George’s eyes followed her the whole way. He was only broken from his stupor when Joe Toye took a seat at the bar. 

“What would you like, Joe?”

Without answering, Toye leaned over the counter, pulling George closer by the collar. 

“I’d like for you to stop staring and make a move.”

“Come on, J-joe, wh-,” he sputtered before giving up with a sigh. “I know, Joe. I know.”

A smile cracked the Sergeant’s hard features as he released George, and whispered, “You better do it tonight or some other fella will.”

With a nod and a smile, George backed away from Joe and looked over at her. She was sitting in the booth with Rose, her laugh carrying across the already loud room. He was so entranced by her, he didn’t even see Rose catch him in the act.

Rose put down her drink and cleared her throat, getting (y/n)'s attention.

"You know, George is pretty cute," she paused, gauging the other girl's reaction. "But he's already got eyes for someone else."

Beer about shot out of (y/n)'s nose at the comment, and she looked over at George with a red face. To her surprise, he was already looking at her with his signature toothy, George Luz grin that made her go weak in the knees.

Gathering up his courage, George walked over to their table and stuck out his hand to (y/n).

"Would you like to dance?" He asked nervously.

In a dumbfounded stupor, she looked up at him, eyes flicking between his extended hand and his face, which still held a smirk.

"She would love to," Rose replied for her, noticing her incapacitated state.

(Y/n) took his hand and let him lead her to the dance floor. A slow song began playing in the background as they reached their destination.

"I'm not a very good dancer," she whispered, looking up into his soft browns.

"Don't worry, sweetheart." George slid his hand around her waist, taking her other hand in his. "Just follow my lead."

Heat spread through her body at his touch, and she failed to hide her blush as they began to sway to the music. (Y/n) laid her head against George's chest, listening to the steady thumping of his heart.

They stayed like that for a while, relishing the feeling of the other in their arms at last. Out of the blue, George pulled back, looking down at her with nothing but adoration in his eyes.

"You're so beautiful," he cooed, "I've always thought so, I just never said anything."

The air was stolen from (y/n)'s lungs as he continued.

"You're the most amazing girl I've ever met."

(Y/n) moved a hand to cup his cheek, rubbing it softly with her thumb. "You're the amazing one, George. I'm so in love with you."

A bashful smile grew on his face as he leaned in. "Well, that's good," he murmured. "'Cause I've loved you since we were 16, and we-."

"Shut up and kiss me." (Y/n) interrupted, eyes drifting to his lips.

"Yes ma'am."

George pulled her closer by her waist as he finished leaning in, connecting their lips softly. She always expected kissing George would be like fireworks, but in reality, the feeling couldn't be explained. (Y/n) felt completely lost in the kiss, like every thought and concern from before was gone.

Out of breath, they pulled away, resting their foreheads against each other's with wide smiles.

"You have no idea how long I wanted to do that." George panted.

"I think I do. Since we were 16, huh?"

"Yes ma'am"

Glancing around them, she realized that the bar had cleared out, leaving them and just a few others left.

"Mind walking me home, soldier?" She asked, gently pulling him towards the door with a smile.

"If the lady permits."

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[ithinkabouttzu]

hi tysm for making BoB content lmao I live for it

If you’re comfortable making nsfw content, could you write about what kinks/things in the bedroom the boys would be into?

What kinks they would have (Easy Co. )

genre: Smut; romance

warnings: Asphyxiation, blindfolds, impact play, size kink, hickeys, dirty talk, etc.

MDNI (18+ please)

Dick Winters: I definitely see him being into anything romantic, he’s more on the vanilla side but he definitely knows that he’s doing, holding hands while fucking you is his favorite thing, he’s big on eye contact too, it’s so raw and intimate and it just makes it so much more intense. He also likes being praised, he probably doesn’t even realize that he does like it but whenever you do it, it gets him sooo weak.

Lewis Nixon: He’s more rough in the bedroom, he’s a total slut for when you take control, riding him or just you initiating stuff is his favorite thing ever. He likes pulling your hair, slapping, all that nasty stuff revolving impact play, but he never tries to over do it, in reality he’s just turned on by you in general, he’s willing to do almost anything if you ask him too. He’s a major whore for you and he knows it.

Carwood Lipton: He’s so soft and sweet, he takes his time whenever he’s with you, he loves seeing you in any type of cute lacy underwear, also skirts and sundresses, anything that can show your panties are his favorite. He just loves anything romantic with you, setting some candles and putting rose pedals all over the bed is a perfect start to a good evening.

Joe Toye: He’s so passionate no matter what. He’s into choking, not in the way where you can’t breathe at all, but he really enjoys just wrapping his big hand around your small neck, I also think he has some sort of size kink, he loves comparing your hands to his and he just loves the height difference between you two. He def likes power play too, seeing you under him helpless and he definitely loves being in control.

Joe Liebgott : Very romantic, constantly kissing you and keeping his hands on you, LOVES your tits too like omg it’s his fav thing ever, He’s very passionate too, leaving hickeys all over you. I think he would really like dirty talk, Like if you tried talking him through it, he’d probably cum so fast. He’s really into anything, whatever turns you on, turns him on too. Deep, passionate fucking is his absolute favorite, it doesn’t really matter where or anything after that.

Bill Guarnere : He’s into anything and everything. He likes being dominate and being rough though, throwing you around and fucking you as hard as he can. He likes dirty talk, whispering all kinds of dirty shit in your ear while you just take it. He has a rare sweet side in him too though, every once in a while he likes to switch things up, he’ll make the setting romantic and do absolutely anything you want, while being as soft as he possible can.

George Luz : I feel like he’s really into just watching you, all the facial expressions you make when he’s fucking you, the way you look when your horny, it’s his absolute favorite. After he does something, he always looks at you for your approval in your facial expressions. He’s also a big fan of dirty talk, when you say anything remotely dirty to him he gets turned on so quick it’s not even funny. He also love loves when you play with his hair omgggg.

Bull Randleman : He really likes it when you’re touchy, like rubbing your hand up and down his chest, or grabbing him by his jaw when your kissing him omg it gets him so flustered. Also it’s kind of random but he really likes it when you scratch or rub his back, like a sweet massage always turns into something more with him, feeling your soft small hands on him gets him all riled up. In any situation where you take control he likes too, it’s nice just sitting back and letting you take the reins every once and a while.

Eugene Roe: He really likes when you praise him in the bedroom, it just makes it so much more special when he feels appreciated. Like you telling him how handsome he is or how good he’s making you feel will always make him weak. I also think he’s a real sucker for eye contact, staring into your eyes while you come undone under him is a magical sight to see. It’s so much more intimate and special and he feels so close to you afterwards.

Floyd Talbert: He likes everything, this guy is a whore at heart, he love short dresses and tight shirts, quickies in the bathroom, sneaking around to fuck, hair pulling, leaving scratches all over his back from the night before, it’s all his favorite. He absolutely loves when you go cowgirl on him, riding him at full speed with the amazing sight of your tits in his face, he also loves when you leave hickies all over his body. He’s up for almost anything, all the time.

Skip Muck: He likes to keep it fun, I think he might like some type of voyeurism, watching you enjoy yourself or vise versa, he doesn’t like getting too serious, so maybe role play here and there to just spice it up every once and awhile. He’s pretty open on trying things if you’re into it too. His favorite which is kinda random, but it’s sneaking out to go fuck. whether it’s out on a picnic or somewhere more secluded, the fear of being caught always gives him a thrill.

Don Malarkey: He’s a service dom for sureee. He’s into being intimate with you, being close as possible to you while still giving you the pleasure you deserve. The thing that really turns him on is just seeing you turned on, you are his absolute fantasy come true, so when it comes to the bedroom, he doesn’t care what it is, as long as you like it he’s willing to do it. When you kiss his neck he becomes completely yours though, willing to do anything you ask him to.

Babe Heffron: Contrary to popular belief I think he’s probably more on the amateur side of things, so I think he would be into usual stuff, he likes doing anything that brings fun to the table, if it’s a little risky then he’s down to do it with you for sure. Quickies when no one’s around, and constantly leaving hickies and bruises all over you so that everyone can see them. He finds it super attractive everytime you wear something slightly suggestive, like it gets him weak sooo quick.

Shifty Powers: He’s so romantic with you, he’s just into you you’re his kink or his turn on, literally anything you do will make his heart flutter and he can’t help but feel some type of way when you do literally anything. He’s so into needy, unplanned sex, like the random kind where you guys both need each other so much that nothing else matters.

Frank Perconte: Likes anything that is passionate, he likes the power play stuff too, blindfolds or tying you up is something that he’s always down to try, I also think he’s a slut for a nice pair of lingerie, like if you come around him wearing any sort of lacy panties then it’s over for you LOL, he’s really romantic though, taking his time with your body and finding all of the right things that make you feel good is a priority for him.

Sorry if this isn’t so good, but thank you so much for your request, lovely! If you enjoyed make sure to like or reblog :)🤍

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[brassknucklespeirs]

Band of Brothers x soulmate au

screw it, i'm doing a soulmate au x band of brothers series. if there is anything specific y'all want...let me know but already have the metaphorical lightbulb flashing above my head (thank you @softguarnere for my swimming thoughts, everyone go read her Webster soulmate au it's *chefs kiss*)

#i'm maniacally cackling #be prepared #these won't all be fluff but most will #band of brothers #band of brothers x reader #joe toye x reader #ronald speirs #band of brothers fanfic #band of brothers fluff #ronald speirs x reader #ron speirs x reader #carwood lipton x reader #george luz x reader #dick winters x reader #lewis nixon x reader #shifty powers x reader #joe liebgott x reader #so on and so forth

[rogue-durin-16]

This is a fun idea that I’ve had rolling in my head for a while, but you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to! What if the reader likes to draw, so obviously, when surrounded by those snackable men in East company, she draws them! She puts little notes next to the faces (ex. Thinks he’s gods gift to women, or sweetest man alive), and maybe how some of the Easy boys would react to flipping through the sketchbooks and seeing the notes? With Toye, Luz, Bull, and Shifty?

A/N: I drew them for no reason. In like half an hour. I am so stupid somebody sedate me. Btw I actually read this when you sent it and thought omg I love it, and then completely forgot it existed. Enjoy these super delayed headcanons? <3

Warnings: none

JOE TOYE

"Hey, whatchu got there?"

Bad start.

You halfheartedly let him flip through the pages and this man's slack jawed.

Keep in mind that, while Joe knows you sketch in your free time, he has no idea you sketch them.

Double shock when he gets to his face.

Doesn't process the silly notes at first because something's not clicking.

You drew him. Him. Out of- him?

Tries his best not to blush

Genuinely doesn't know how to react

AND THEN HE SEES THE NOTES

This man cannot hold back a little smile of endearment when he reads 'toughest motherfucker' because that's a big ass compliment.

Specially considering he thinks he's a dud.

'an actual sweetheart' this man choked on his own words. A SWEETHEART. HIM. A-

"Do you... Like it or...?"

"It's— yeah no, I-I love it. They're really good huh..." Tries to act cool while he hands it back.

He can't look at you in the eye for a hot minute because you made his brain shortcircuit with a quick sketch.

Tough and a sweetheart. No one had ever called him a sweetheart.

Toye knows he's got a soft side to him, but it's buried so deep he never thought someone would notice.

Bot you did, and it keeps him up at night for months I'm not even kidding.

GEORGE LUZ

George is bored. He's very vocal about it.

You don't care. You're very vocal about it too.

Well too bad because Luz wants attention so he's going to annoy you until he gets some.

Verbal vexation doesn't work because you're currently focused on sketching Malarkey, so he switches to plan B; snatching the sketchbook away from you.

Immediately teases you about drawing Don while you chase him through the house you're billeted in.

Flips through the pages without actually seeing shit because initially he just wanted your attention and he got it.

But then he catches a glimpse of his face and sudden he's actually interested.

A boyish grin lights up his gaze.

He's way too happy about a damn sketch and he knows it but he can't help it.

You drew him and he looks handsome. He has never thought of himself as handsome but apparently you did.

Shoves you away to read the notes.

'Easy's source of joy'. THE REASSURANCE HE FEELS-

He snickers at the 'human lucky charm.

Then his head snaps at you in disbelief.

"SHORT?!" He's FLABBERGASTED. It's your turn to laugh.

Also run because George is so chasing you.

He's not sure what he's gonna do when he gets you. Probably hit you with the goddamn sketchbook. Probably kiss you idk he'll see.

BULL RANDLEMAN

Bull knows you sketch them for fun.

He's caught a glimpse of a couple of drawings here and there but never said anything, not even to you.

But now you two are sitting by each other's side at a bar in silence and he's adamant about making a conversation with you.

He bumps your arm, tilts his chin at you and then at the sketchbook peeping from your bag.

"Can I see 'em?"

How are you gonna say no to this absolute darling? To be fair you forgot about the little notes on his drawing.

He nonchalantly flips the pages, occasionally nodding and making quiet comments.

"You got talent, Y/n/n."

He's got the book wide open so you can see what he's seeing. And you see his drawing. And the notes.

Bull's heart swells at the sketch. It shouldn't surprise him— the fact that he's got his own page, but it does.

He reads the first note and the corner of his lip twists up. HE READS THE SECOND NOTE AND SNORTS.

He quirks a brow at you. "Anything you wanna tell me?"

You're mortified. He assures you he's completely kidding. Congratulates you on the drawings. Gives it back and watch your every move.

Husband material huh?

SHIFTY POWERS

Shifty makes eye contact with you while you're sketching him. Thrice.

First time you give him a mortified smile and he doesn't get why, but he returns it.

Second time he knows something's up. He sees the sketchbook.

Third time he walks up to you.

You attempt to uhm pretty much run away because you just finished so there's no need to stick around anymore.

He cuts through and get to you before you can leave.

"What were you drawing?" He asks, but he means 'were you drawing me?'

You show him and his eyes light up with joy.

He struggles with words but his visage is a very telling sign that he actually loves it.

He goes through everybody's sketch and asks if you were gonna add any notes to his.

The fact that he seems so excited about it dims your embarrassment and gives you a little bit of courage.

So you take back the sketchbook and scribble the notes before giving it back.

HE LOOKS EVEN HAPPIER.

'certified guardian angel' HELL YES, HE'LL KEEP YOU SAFE ANY DAY.

'lovely but deadly' he wants to kiss you. Much like Toye, he's not used to people seeing both parts of him, but... You do?

"Could I... Maybe... Keep it?"

You're surprised no one else has asked for the drawing. Maybe they assumed you wouldn't give it away.

Shifty's eyes widen momentarily when you rip the page and hand it to him.

He'll cherish the sketch forever.

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[daisyblinder]

Requests

If you wish to request 1k fics for Peaky Blinders or Band of Brothers, send in an ask or message me privately! 🧡

I write both nsfw and sfw but I won't write:

Incest

Urine or feces play

Detailed rape or suicide (it can be mentioned but I will not go into detail)

Minor/Adult pairings

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[meet-you-at-the-north-star]

Save the Last Dance For Me

Summary: you and Dick have been dating in secret, until at a party he’s forced by circumstances (coff George Luz coff) to set things straight

Notes: fluff, jealousy

Word count: 1068

“I don't believe you actually have a boyfriend. You were saying that just to throw me off” The brown-eyed soldier insisted in a mocking way.

I smiled to myself and glanced furtively behind me, more or less where I knew the man I was secretely dating must have been.

“Oh you better believe it, George” I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall, looking at him quite amused.

“Then who is it? Why is it such a secret?” He asked rolling his eyes.

“I'm really not sure you want to know” I smirked, and that was certainly no lie.

“Alright, alright” he raised his arms in surrender. “Tell you what, let's make a deal: I stop asking about this mysterious guy if you agree to dance with me.” The tone was hopeful: “Just one song” He specified, noticing my raised eyebrow.

I didn't see anything wrong with giving him one dance, so I agreed: “Okay, but I don't want to hear another word about it.” I warned him.

He flashed a toothy smile and offered me his hand, in such a funny and theatrical way that it made me burst out laughing. "You're an idiot"

“I know” He winked.

We began to move to the center of the wide room, where other couples were already dancing. He wasn't exactly a talented dancer and kept tripping over my feet, making us both laugh.

About a minute and a half into the song, we managed to find a slightly more synchronized rhythm. I looked up at his face and little by little his usual playful smile had disappeared, his eyes instead fixed on me with an unusually serious and intense look that left little room for misunderstandings.

Uh oh, I thought. This wasn’t good news. I had been too naive to think that accepting to dance with him wouldn’t send involuntary mixed signals.

“George…” I said, instinctively moving away to leave more space between our bodies.

The song we were dancing to came to an end just then. “One more song?” He half pleaded, his expression so hopeful that it broke my heart a little. I didn’t want to be the one to do this to him.

I looked at him gently. “I'm sorry, I can't” I started to take a step back, but he didn't let go of my left hand, still intertwined with his, almost as if he was struggling and fighting the urge to draw me back to him.

“George” I repeated, voice calm but with a hint of warning.

Before I could do or say anything else, I felt a slight shift of air and then a hand coming to rest lightly on my side. I didn't need to look to know who it belonged to.

George’s eyes widened and he immediately let go of my hand. “Major Winters!” He almost stood at attention. “I-I didn't see you there”

I finally allowed myself to shift my attention to Dick. His gaze was firmly fixated on George and he was barely blinking. I saw no trace of anger or irritation in it (though I knew he was quite good at disguising those), but a clear determination that spoke much louder than words.

“No need for formalities, private, this is a party. I trust that you're having fun?” His tone was calm and polite as usual, but for once almost unnaturally so. As a consequence, it came across as slightly menacing.

George must have sensed the trap, because he soon started babbling: “Yes, sir! I mean…a normal, regular amount of fun. Nothing special going on here. Just one dance” He really stressed the word one.

“I'm glad to hear that” Dick smiled, at last turning his attention towards me. “Because I was really looking forward to this next one. Can I have the honor, miss?”

My heart skipped a beat at that. Jealousy was a new but certainly rather good look on him.

“Of course you can, major” I decided to play along even though it was pretty clear, what he was doing.

When I looked to the side, George had already vanished into thin air. I gave a small chuckle. “You didn't need to terrorize him like that”

“I did no such thing” he said with a smirk, quickly intertwining our fingers, while his other hand was still firmly resting on my right side. The band began playing a slower tempo, romantic song and I gladly let him lead me into the music. He was a pretty good dancer. Then again, I was yet to find anything he couldn’t do well.

Both of my eyebrows shot up. “Are you sure? What happened to keeping secrecy above all?” I teased him.

“Well, it felt like the situation required that I come clean.” He whispered very close to my ear. “Besides, you didn't seem to mind all that much”

I felt a warm rush of adrenaline going through my body, and hoped I wasn't blushing outwardly as I was on the inside.

I recognized it as the effect only he had on me. Being in his arms felt so natural and right, it left no space for doubt in regards to my feelings for this man, and his for me. And I really didn't mind one bit.

“Who are you and what have you done to Dick Winters” I shook my head in disbelief, laughing.

“Does that mean that I should stop?” He inquired.

Without interrupting our slow swaying back and forth to the rhytmn, I placed both of my hands around his neck, bringing him closer, allowing myself to stare straight into his eyes. “Don't you dare”

I saw a brief flash of hesitation passing through those blue eyes, like an implicit request for permission, and I nodded, smiling.

“I've been waiting to do this all night” He gently cupped my face in his hands and kissed me, slowly but ardently, in front of everyone.

I could hear a few gasps and cheers in the background over the sound of the music playing, but when we turned around everybody had gone back to the party acting as if nothing happened.

“You know, major, your men will definitely talk after this” I jokingly protested.

I could feel his smile on my lips as he kissed me again: “Let them”

#alright we’re doing this. #hopefully good soul will read it and let me know what they think 💕 #dick winters x reader #dick winters #george luz #band of brothers x reader #band of brothers #band of brothers fanfic #my fics

[lowkeyrobin]

Hello! I was wondering if you could please do newt (platonic/familial) with a younger sibling who makes/mends close and personality wise is similar to Luz from TOH? Thank you! :D

yesyesyesyesyesywsyes omg please keep the maze runner requests coming I'm very very fixated atm kdk how to function, PLEASE SPAM ME W TMR REQS RJNENE ; anyways thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy!! ; post writing robin here, I tried with the personality like Luz but I struggled for some reason so I'm so sorry about that LMAO

NEWT ; clothing maker/mender

summary ; you make and mend clothing around the Glade, and Newt is somehow always there to help

warnings ; language, Newt is still a runner so pre-injury era

genre ; platonic fluff

word count ; 1.1k

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The day you came up in the box, you were frightened and felt like you didn't fit in with the other kids of the Glade. You were socially awkward and didn't know how to talk to people, although being a people pleaser.

Talking was just hard for you, but luckily, Newt understood. He tucked you under his wing and tried to help you fit in with the others, but to no avail. Nothing was sticking out to you, it wasn't like jobs were supposed to be enjoyable but you truly couldn't fit in anywhere. The fifteen year old boy with dirty blonde hair was there for you, though, reassuring you that actually becoming a Glader, even after remembering your name, took time.

Becoming a Runner was off the table at day one, you had zero stamina and could barely run for shit, let alone your life, you and Newt, and Alby, Minho, and the other Runners quickly agreed upon that. Being a Builder was quickly eliminated as well, because you didn't want to deal with obnoxious assholes like Gally, Hank, and Alec all day long. Plus, you knew nothing about "structural integrity" or whatever the hell they were talking about anyways, wood to hammer to nail was all you saw.

You quickly gained a friendship with Winston after a month or two in the Glade, but no way in Hell were you joining the Slicers either. You'd gain an emotional attachment to the animals much too quickly to then watch them die, the emotional despair would be a bit much at the moment. Bagger was also off the charts, leaving Med-Jack and Track-Hoe on the table for you.

Newt wasn't going to let you become a Slopper, considering you weren't bad at helping people nor farming, you just had to find your thing that you'd be comfortable doing. So, you settled on Track-Hoe as they needed more help in the gardens and you wouldn't mind getting your hands dirty, with dirt, that is. No blood.

You found, or maybe relearned, your nick for sewing one morning as you needed to repair your shirt, and ran straight to Newt with your new talent. After seeing it himself, Newt quickly bounced to Alby's side to ask if you could make mending and making clothes your job. You hadn't had any luck finding a job out of the many in the Glade, clearly, so this might've been your luck turning.

The next coming days were slow. Thankfully, Alby approved your idea of a new job, considering you and Newt wouldn't stop pestering him about it, and it'd be a great convenience to have you around for something as necessary as clothing. The builders graciously built you a little hut next to the Homestead to give you your own little place to go and work, instead of working around the Glade and potentially dirty-ing the clothes you fixed and made.

The hut consisted of a table, a loom, a hanging rack for finished projects, and a little chest system organized by all the threads, needles, etcetera. Alas, Newt was the one to help you with your new job on days when he wasn't running out in the maze. Minho switched him out with Ben or George on those days as per his request, as to help you learn how to talk to and understand the Gladers, whom you didn't understand too well yet.

But, by the time the next Greenie, Henry, arrived, you were right on track. You modeled and measured and patched and sewed your days away, finding peace in the seemingly boring activity. And by this time, Newt had become your brother figure and your best friend, considering how much he understood and supported you and helped you get some great opportunities around the Glade. And now, you were the Keeper of the Seamers, the only worker, but still the Keeper.

After a long day of running in the maze with Minho, Newt jogs to your expansion of the Homestead, desiring your help.

"Hey, Shank" He warmly smiles, closing the door made of sticks behind him. "How's your day been?"

You shrug in response. "Slow. Need me to fix anything for you?"

He awkwardly smiles and nods, looking down at his knees. His cargo pants are ripped, and the skin beneath painted a light red in comparison to his pale complexion, rug burns covering his kneecaps.

"Tripped and fell out in the maze" He explains, "Just don't want them falling apart because it kinda trailed 'round to the back" He says, tracing the little rips around his knees.

You nod. "I mean, the best solution would be keeping them like that or turning them into shorts for hot days. But I know the maze is cold and stuff, so, your call. I don't wanna ruin your running pants but I can always scrounge up new ones, and the next Greenie will be up in two days so it wouldn't be that long of a wait-"

"I'll just keep them ripped" He lightly smiles, cutting your rant off.

He knew damn well to not let you spiral over something so little, so he developed the radar to sniff out when you were about to rant about small things for an hour out of panic. He pats your shoulder before sitting down next to you, looking over at the rack of finished clothing you'd patched up and finished making.

"Oh, were you able to finish that shirt you were making for yourself?" He asks, running a hand through his hair.

Lord, he needed a haircut, although the best method of that was knives, which made it all choppy and blunt. Hopefully, WCKD would send up some cutting shears or something soon. All of your hair needed a cut desperately.

You nod, setting your needle and thread down to go grab it. You pull it off the rack and hold it to your chest. A simple, thin, off white, long sleeved shirt rests against your torso as you cheesily smile at him.

"Looks good"

"Thanks" You put the shirt back on the rack, deciding to put it back in the Homestead near your hammock later.

Newt was usually very supportive and went out of his way to show appreciation and reassurance for you, though making it casual to actually feel real for you. Once he found out that he needed to speak with you like that after reassuring that you'd live without rain, he learned the lesson.

Before you can speak again, Ben runs in, looking for your help.

"Y/n, I ripped up the sleeve of my shirt, can you fix it?" He asks, holding the grey-blue shirt up for you to see

"Yeah, sure, leave it on that table" You reply, pointing at the table in front of you.

"Thanks, you're the best!" He says, setting the shirt on the table before leaving.

Newt looks up at you and smiles, "You're getting used to talking to people, I see"

You nod, catching his infectious smile.

"Welcome to the Glade, Y/n/n"

#lowkeyrobin #tmr newt #tmr newt x reader #newt x reader #newt tmr #the maze runner x reader #maze runner x gn reader #maze runner x reader #maze runner oneshot #the maze runner #tmr x gn reader #tmr x reader #newt tmr x reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #they/them reader

[b00ks1ut]

It’s All About Trust

Joe Liebgott X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst, war, fluff (an attempt anyway I think), swearing, Briefly mention of reader being a medic, reader has a shit ton of siblings (relatable), not that many physical descriptions if any, mentions of death, normal Band of Brothers stuff

Sorry if this is bad. I’ve never written any BoB fanfiction and really have like hardly any writing experience at all so hopefully this isn’t horrible. Please give me feed back if you want. Thank you! Also sorry for the ending. It’s kinda abrupt but it’s the best I could get lol

Bois Jacques is hell. A very very cold hell. Nothing could truly combat the cold that seeps into everyone around me. Not even the plainish slop they feed us in an attempt at food. Or in the current case, cold, hard “pancakes”, or that’s what Domingus says they are.

Don pokes at his and calls after our ever so kind cook, “Joe these smell like my armpit!”

“At least your armpit is warm.” Skip grumbles from Malarkey’s side as he holds his pancake up for emphasis.

“You want syrup with that?” Domingus sasses back to him.

“Joe, be honest, what’s in these things anyway?” Don asks the retreating man.

“Nothing you won’t eat, Malarkey.” He replies.

“I won’t eat Malarkey.” Spina shoots back quickly causing us all grouped up to let out a chorus of laughs.

Julian brings back the topic of Babe and Spina’s run in with a German on their search for 3rd Battalion. “Hey, maybe Hinkle would like your share, huh?”

This happens to hit my funny bone and I let out a snort leading to the rest of the men’s laughter to only further increase until Peacock comes around looking for Dike.

“Try battalion CP, sir.” I tell the man. The rest of us wait for him to walk away on his hunt for the company CO before we break our into giggles again.

“Try Paris.” Skip laughs.

“Try Hinkle.” Malarkey adds, only increasing our laughter and before I know it tears are pricking my eyes.

Spina begins his less than great German impression and I have to leave before I piss myself laughing.

I seem to run into a brick wall in my way back to my foxhole, tears of laughter still stinging my eyes.

“Sorry ‘bout that (y/n/n).” A deep southern voice speaks from above me.

I take a look and send a smile at the blonde who’s got me held by the shoulders.

“You’re all good Bull, no harm done.” I tell him as I step out of his hold. “Sorry about that.”

“No harm done.” He repeats before walking away with a smile sent to me.

I continue to make my way back to my temporary home of a frozen foxhole. I look down to find none other than Joseph Liebgott.

I’ve always had a soft spot for the rageful Jew. I don’t think it’s any specific thing that made me so drawn to him but rather his whole entire being.

On the other hand he’s never shown any direct attraction to me. Sure nearly all the men of Easy have sent me a glance at least once but I don’t blame them, I’m one of the few women they’ve interacted with past a single night in around 2 years. But past a glance none of the boys have soberly tried anything.

Especially Joe. He’s not unfriendly to me but he’s never really gone out of his way to interact with me. Not until now.

He’s sitting alone in my foxhole, hands tucked under his armpits, gun leaning in the dirt next to him, and his eyes intensely trained on the line.

“Joe? Did you get lost?” I ask him with a small laugh.

“Uh?” He looks up at me and gives me a small smile. “Not lost, just looking for someone to talk to.”

“Luz’s hole is like 2 over that way.” I told him pointing in the direction of the jester’s own hiding place.

“Well good thing I wasn’t looking for George then, yeah?” He says with his trademark smirk. “I can leave if you’d like me to, though.”

"You're fine, but can I ask a question?" I asked as I began the short descent into the frozen foxhole.

"Shoot away (y/l/n)." The Californian told me, looking back at the line across the cold, white field.

"Why are you talking to me? I'm don't mean to be rude but you've never put any effort into having any interaction with me." I asked sitting across from him and stuffing my frozen hands into my jacket pockets.

"I'm just trying to be friendly. No time better than the present, right? Do you have a problem with that? I can leave if you need me to." Joe had begun to get a little defensive but that's hardly surprising when he'll jump at a chance to be upset, whether isn’t reasonable or not.

"Why now? There's hardly a point in making friends when fucking Babe and Spina barely just ran from a Kraut fucking foxhole so excuse my confusion at your extremely sudden olive branch when we're all about to be sent home either on a stretcher or in an enveloped as a piece of shitty metal with our names stamped into it!" I grabbed my dog tags and shook them for emphasis. It took all of my self control to not start yelling or crying, but I could feel the sting of unshed tears at my eyes. "We're all going to be blown to kingdom come by all of this damned artillery." I whisperd.

"Hey. That's not true. We've made it this far but look at us. Sitting in this frozen hell hole and you're alive, I'm alive, and so is Bull and George, Don, Babe, Doc, Skip, Penkala, Perco, and Buck and Lip." He began listing some of the guys we had been with for so long. "I know it's scary and there's not a single thing I can promise you to make anything seem ok, because I'm scared and I have no clue what's going to happen even 10 seconds from now but one thing I can tell you that might make you feel slightly better is that you've made it this far. You made it through Sobel's shitty personalty, Normandy, Carentan, and I know that if you have made it this far without a scratch then what can take you down? You’re what, one of nine kids back at home, you managed to talk and work your way into the airborne and then continue to be an absolute badass throughout boot camp and combat!” He took a break to really look at me and I took that as an opportunity to defend myself and my feelings.

“I’m really flattered but don’t you think I’ve been too lucky? I’ve come so far with nothing more than a bruise and I’m sure the next thing you know I’ll be blown to pieces! I don’t know why I thought I could do this, Joe! I’m fucking terrified and there’s no where to go!” I can feel the tears beginning to well in my eyes and in a sorry attempt to stop them I look to the sky. “I don’t know what I’m doing here anymore.”

“Hey, you can’t go thinking like that. You’re going to make it out of here alive. I need you to believe that because trust me when I say that you are the toughest damned woman I’ve ever met in my life.” He scooted closer to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side.

The tears couldn’t be held any longer and the dam broke, salty waves rolling down the sides of face into my hair line. A sob escaped my lips before I could muffle it with a fist that had been stuffed between my lips only seconds too late.

“I’m sorry.”

“No need to be sorry, (y/n), we’re all feeling it, you’re the only one brave enough to let anyone see it.”

I let out a scoff. ‘Brave’ is not the right word to use. “I’m pathetic. I’m sitting here crying, doing nothing to help anyone around me who has it worse. I’m a a medic for fuck’s sake, I shouldn’t be crying when I routinely see how bad I could have it.”

Joe had only pulled me closer and wrapped his other arm around me, essentially cradling my shaking form. “Don’t you see? That’s what makes you so brave, (y/n). You see all these men in so much pain and put yourself in harms way to make sure they get patched up and safe. You are completely allowed to be overwhelmed and scared and cold and any other feeling a person can have. Not one man here would blame you for being upset right now. They know that as long as you are safe so are they, because when shit goes down you’re always there to help us.” He was talking so softly and so gently that I couldn’t help but cry harder.

“Oh fuck.” I muttered , wiping at my eyes. “I’m sorry Joe.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for Doll.” He gave me an affectionate pat. “Just know that you are such a light in the dark here, and not one of the men in these woods would judge you right now.”

I gave him a weak smile and sniffed, wiping at my eyes and nose. “Thank you, Joe, really. I’m forever grateful.”

“Oh don’t mention it, just don’t go telling anyone that I give out cuddles, I can’t have my reputation ruined like that.” Joe snickered with his smirk and a pat to my side.

“Your secret is safe with me as long as you don’t go telling people I cry.” I tittered and wrapped my arm around his neck.

“Your secret is safe with me, (y/n).”

“How do I know you’re not lying to me?”

“It’s all about trust. I trust you, you trust me; that’s how this has to work, yeah?” I was nearly bumping noses with him and if I wanted to I could just lean in a little and kiss him. The thought quickly crosses my mind but part of me knows better.

“I trust you, Joseph Liebgott.” I meant it, with more of my heart than I thought was still there.

#band of brothers #hbo war #easy company #joe liebgott #joe liebgott x reader #bob fanfic #bob fandom #bull randleman #donald malarkey #medic reader

[chasingstardustandmoonbeams]

Hola linda! I read that your request box is open so I wanted to ask for a little cute thing with my boy Bill Guarnere since there isn't enough fics 'bout him over here. Maybe something with a little bit of jealousy and pure fluff at the end??

Feel free to say no!♥️♥️♥️

“Here, I got another one for you - no. Don’t ask how I got it. Trust me - you don’t wanna know.”

Smiling broadly, you eagerly grabbed the chocolate bar from George Luz.

“Georgie, I-”

“No, no don’t thank me. You do enough for us. It’s the least I could do. ‘Sides, there isn’t nothing I wouldn’t do to get that smile on your face.”

George waggled his eyebrows at you, giving you a parting wink before making his way to the other men.

Glancing down at your hands, you admired the chocolate bar. George was always sweet to you- all the boys were. They made it all bearable, as much as it could be.

Biting your lip, you thought of only one person you’d like to share your treat with. Scanning through the trees, you tried to look for him - Bill. His eyes were already on you, a clear scawl plastered across his face.

He looked to be muttering under his breath. Your eyebrows furrowing you wondered what had gotten to him. Bill had a short fuse, you knew that. Still, you hadn’t seen him this riled up in a while.

You began making your way over to him. You knew the best way was to ease your way into it. Smiling, you plopped down next to him, gently nudging his shoulder with your own.

“Bill?” You called his sweetly. Your eyes looking to him for some sign he was listening. You could feel relax, if only for a second.

He grumbled at you. The action making you laugh.

”What?” He asked, gruffly. But his natural curiosity getting the better of him. He looked at you with a softer expression. “What’s so funny?” He asked once more.

“You,” you replied, simply. “What’s got you so upset?”

“Nuthin’, just-” He stopped gracing at you, before turning to look ahead infinity of him. “You sure you don’t wanna be with somebody else?”

You raised your eyebrows at his question.

He signed. “I just mean, I don’t know what I mean.” He scratched his chin, his eyes darting from you to something in front of him.

“Bill?”

“Yeah?”

“In whatever way you mean, the answer is no. I don’t want to be with anyone else. In fact…”

You gently placed the chocolate bar on his lap. “There’s no else I’d rather be with - or anyone else I’d rather share this with.”

Bill’s eyes glistened for a second, his gaze quickly shifting to the chocolate bar. He took it gingerly in his hands.

“Good,” he said, clearing his throat. He switched the chocolate bar to his other hand. His free hand reaching out to you, holding it securely. His calloused hand providing you with a new found warmth.

“Good,” you whispered back. Both of you smiling, not caring if anyone else noticed.

#well there it is! short but sweet. #thank you for your request and I hope you liked it! #bill guarnere x reader #band of brothers imagine #band of brothers x reader #bill guarnere imagine #bill guarnere

[ithinkabouttzu]

May I request band of brothers x reader and reader falling asleep on them?

Yes ofc thank you for your request my beloved! 💗

BoB reaction to you falling asleep on them

genre: Romance; fluff

warnings: none

Description: BoB reaction to their s/o (you) falling asleep on them for the first time

Dick Winters

Okay so I think he would he shocked at first seeing you lay your head right on his chest with ease., “What are they doing?” Is what he’s probably thinking in his head, once he finally hears your soft snores, then he’d notice that you’ve fallen asleep on him. He’s smile softly to himself, making sure to be extra quiet and careful not to wake you up. Honestly he’d be a little blushy at first too, just happy that you feel comfortable enough to fall asleep on him

Lewis Nixon

His breathing would just stop at first when you lay your head on his shoulder. Like omg? You got this man over here getting nervoussss when you do that. Like you got him scared to even move an inch. He’d even try slowing down his breathing because he didn’t want to wake you up. He’d be so sweet about it, he’d hold you in his arms and stroke your hair softly. I could also seeing him getting sleepy and falling asleep on you :,)

Carwood Lipton

He is so cute about it, he’d ask you if you’re alright, not realizing how tired you were. Once he realized you had fallen asleep on him his heart literally melted omg. And you better get that he was still as stone when you were sleeping, bc you’re his bae and you deserve a good sleep in his arms. He’d hold you so softly and feeling of your head on him would make him just content. He’d definitely fall asleep to just holding you so comfortably.

Joe Toye

A huge smile appears on his face when he sees you laying your head on him. He’s tries to play it off all chill but he’s lowkey so excited on the inside. He would wrap an arm around you and keep you secure, making sure that if anyone came by that they were quiet, and ofc making sure he was quiet himself. The cutest thing of all though is how sweet he is to you when you wake up from your short nap. “How are you pretty thing? Ya sleep okay?” UGH he’d be so cute about it. I think you just falling asleep on him would be his favorite thing about y’all’s relationship.

Joe Liebgott

Freezes in his spot when he sees you laying your head on him. “Are you okay?” He’d say, Looking at your face he would see how exhausted you looked and maybe thought that you weren’t feeling good or something was wrong. When you told him that you were just sleepy, and that’s why, he would be so sweet. Honestly he would’ve gotten so happy hearing that’s why you were laying on him. Asking you if you want his jacket or something he has for you to warm up in. Resting on him would be one of the most comfiest things ever. Plus he’d be rubbing your arms up and down, hugging you super tight and warm.

Bill Guarnere

A big ole smirk would come up on his face so quickly. “get comfy, doll” He would rub his arms down back and forth on your arm, keeping a tight grip on your body. He would be so warm and comfortable to fall asleep on, he would try and keep quiet the whole time, especially when he heard you snoring. I think he would really enjoy you taking a nap on him (LOL) , He would end up getting so sleepy, he’d try fighting it off at first but he’d end up giving up after seeing how comfortable you were in his arms.

George Luz

Oh boy, he’s a total angel about the whole thing, when he sees you lay your head on you it makes his heart beat 2x faster then it’s original pace like omg. If you look up at him, all you will see on his face is that huge bright smile of his staring back at you. On the outside he’d try to keep it cool, and not make too much of a scene, but in the inside he was literally FREAKING out, like he is totally frozen in his position because he would feel absolutely horrible to accidentally wake you up. I think he would stroke your hair really nicely, helping you go to sleep with his calming touch almost immediately.

Bull Randleman

Ugh he’s honestly the best person to fall asleep on after a long day. He’d be so nice about it, at first he’d ask you if you were okay, “Are you alright. darlin’?” and you’d reply back just saying you were sleepy or something like that, and he’d say, “Come er’ get some sleep, princess/prince” He’d hold you super soft and would be a total snuggle bug. You made his day just holding onto him tightly while sleeping. he’d be a little nervous at first, because he didn’t want to accidentally hurt you or wake you at first, He would just watch you, admiring you and seeing how beautiful you truly are. He’s just so happy he gets to be around you, you make him so happy.

Eugene Roe

He’s having an internal breakdown when you just lay your head on him, you got him freaking out on the inside for real. He wouldn’t say anything to you about it though, he would just try his hardest to be natural, and he’d lean into you too, holding you by your shoulder and rubbing it slowly. He was nervous you could hear his heartbeat thumping out of his chest at first. But he still tried his best to be normal, and not make you uncomfortable in any way. Laying on him you’d almost fall asleep like immediately, there’s just something so warming about him, you just feel safe enough to sleep in his arms. While your sleeping, he thinks you look absolutely adorable. He’s ultimately glad that he’s with you right now.

Floyd Talbert

He is actually giggling on the inside like a little girl omg, also when you lay on him it’s just an ego booster, like out of all people, your laying on him, he definitely feels lucky, even though he knows his way around the ladies, all of that smoothness goes out the window with you. He just feels so happy when you lay on him comfortably, when he hears you snoring lightly, he can’t help but let out a small laugh and a huge smile. He just feels so nice with you laying on him, you are his favorite person ever.

Skip Muck

Okay so, I think he would be so so excited to be hanging out with you in general, so can you just imagine the look on his face when he sees you laying your head on his chest. Like his heart is ready to burst at any moment, don’t even get me started. I think he’d be so nervous to move, just because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable at all. He realizes that your sleeping when he hears your soft snores for the first time. He thinks you sound so so cute, like he falls in love with you a million times more when he hears that. Ugh he’s just so obsessed with you.

Don Malarkey

This sweet boy is more than happy for you to lay down on him. You’re sleepy? Well of course, lay down. His heart rate would go up by a bunch when you put your head on him, He can’t lie though, you feel so comfortable. I think he’d end up falling asleep first though and it’d be so cute, you’d look up to see him just snoring and he was passed out LOL, It’s just that he is so comfortable around you that he can fall asleep so easily, he doesn’t know why but he just does, oh and, something else that is absolutely adorable, is how even though he’s asleep, he will still stroke you hair so softly, just because he finds it so comforting holding you.

Babe Heffron

He is so happy when he sees you lay down on him, like his smile gets so big and his heart rate starts beating faster and faster. He would be so excited but nervous while you lay on him, he doesn’t want to disturb you or something that would make you get up, once he starts getting more comfortable with you laying on him, he’d wrap his arms around you and just hug you there, he’s super super sweet when you are laying down. And when he hears you snoring, ugh he thinks you are even cuter, he’d hold you for the rest of the time, just giving your the best forehead kisses and whispering the sweetest little things in your ear while you were asleep. “You’re my favorite, you know that right?”

Shifty Powers

Oh my, this sweethearts face would get so red when he sees you just laying down ask getting comfortable on his chest. He was honestly scared you could hear his heart beating because it was going so fast. He would timidly out his hand on your back and hold you gently. Honestly he’s the most comfortable person you could ever sleep with, Like just relaxing with him will make you instantly fall asleep. He’s so sweet the whole time, just rubbing your back and hugging in the best way ever. When he sees that your sleeping a huge smile appears on his face, he is in absolute awe of your beauty and he just loves you so much.

Frank Perconte

When he sees you laying down on his shoulder his body just rushes with love omg. He would be a little nervous at first but I think after awhile he would out of instinct just wrap his arms around you and hold you close, and in reaction to that I think he’d get really sleepy, like he’d be trying to fight sleep the whole time, just because he didn’t want to be rude. But when calls your name and you don’t answer back, He would look at you and see that you’re sleeping. He would he admiring you so hard, just thinking to himself how cute you are in his arms, before he finally fell asleep himself.

#band of brothers #band of brothers reaction #band of brothers ships #band of brothers fluff #band of brothers imagine #band of brothers react #band of brothers oneshots #band of brothers reactions #ithinkabouttzu #dick winters #lewis nixon #carwood lipton #joe toye #joe liebgott #bill guarnere #george luz #bull randleman #eugene roe #floyd talbert #skip muck #don malarkey #babe heffron #shifty powers #frank perconte

[brassknucklespeirs]

Thought i’d let everyone know I’m also looking to do Band of Brothers ships so if you want one, please send me a bit about yourself and i’ll give you a man and some little prompts to go with it hehe

#band of brothers #band of brothers fluff #band of brothers ship #ronald speirs #babe heffron #george luz #donald malarkey #dick winters #lewis nixon #bull randleman #johnny martin #skip muck #carwood lipton #etc etc

[ballad-of-birdy-lamb]

Hello everyone I am ballad-of-birdy-lamb but you can call me Birdy! I used to be @Mystic-bumble but I accidentally deleted my account. 😭

I will write for The Hunger Games, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, Band of Brothers, The Pacific, I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream, Brave New World, 1984, and To Kill a Mockingbird!!!

The Hunger Games:

Katniss

Peeta

Johanna

Finnick

Annie

Cato

Clove

Thresh

Gale

Haymitch

Effie

The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes:

Coriolanus

Lucy Gray

Sejanus

Billy Taupe

Mayfair

Jessup

Reaper

Dill (nothing romantic)

Coral

Mizzen (nothing romantic)

Treech

Lamina

Clemensia

Tigris

Dr. Gaul

Tanner

Brandy

Band of Brothers:

(Reminder: I am writing for the characters in the show, not of the actual people. Also, please recommend more characters if I haven't already put them here)

Eugene Roe

Ronald Speirs

Lewis Nixon

Richard Winters

Babe Heffron

Joe Liebgott

Bull Randleman

Joe Toye

Donald Malarkey

George Luz

William Guarnere

Wayne Sisk

Henry Jones

The Pacific:

(Reminder: I am writing for the characters from the show, not the real people. Also please send in other names if they aren't already on the list, I forgot some of the characters)

Eugene Sledge

Snafu Shelton

Robert Leckie

Sidney Phillips

Chuckler Juergens

Hoosier Smith

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream:

Ted

Ellen

Gorrister

AM

Brave New World:

John Savage

Lenina Crowne

Bernard Marx

1984:

Winston Smith

Julia

To Kill a Mockingbird:

Atticus Finch

Rules for asks:

You can do:

1-4 characters

Specify gender (I will choose gender neutral if I'm not given one)

Specify if platonic or romantic

Male reader

Female reader

Gender neutral reader

POC reader

Plus sized reader

LGBT reader

Disabled reader

Platonic

Romantic

X reader

Vs. Reader

Angst

Fluff

Hurt comfort

Yandere content

Polyamory

Headcanons

Oneshots

You cannot:

Ask for NSFW

No aged-up character scenarios (usually weird)

No adult x child (reader being either)

No extreme themes (r4pe, self-harm, pedophilia, zoophilia, etc.)

Ask for over four characters

Extreme gore (unless it is referenced in the fic)

character x character

Rules for following:

You can be:

POC

Disabled

LGBT

A minor

An adult (kinda iffy)

A lady

A man

Anything inbetween

Vegan

British

Pro-palestine

French (kinda iffy)

You cannot be:

A ped0

A n4zi

Zoophile

Terf

Homophobic

Transphobic

Racist

Misogynist

RCTA (race change to another. Y’all are broke Oli London 💀)

Proshipper

Pro-Israel

antisemitic

true crime enjoyer

Zionist

Etc (will add more as time goes on)

You can ask to add characters to the list if they are not already on here!

I will be trying to get my old fanbase back, so if you see any posts that seem copied that you have seen from @mystic-bumble, please know, that was my dumbass.

Thank you so much for reading this! Please ask in my inbox! I will be posting just shortly!

Like and follow for more!!

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games #lucy gray baird #x reader #x male reader #x female reader #x gender neutral reader #tbosas x reader #thg x reader #thg incorrect quotes #angst #fluff #request #requirements #poc reader #headcanon #band of brothers x reader #band of brothers #the pacific x reader #the pacific #am ihnmaims #ihnmaims x reader #ihnmaims #to kill a mockingbird #atticus finch x reader #1984 #brave new world #lenina crowne #john savage #winston smith

[joenotexotic99]

Camping with easy company pt 2

Warnings: just fluff :)

Masterlist

Donald malarkey

- You wanted this to get away for a while and relax. Have a peaceful few days with just you and him. He had other ideas. He would turn everything you do into a competition. Who can make the better smore. Who can set up a fire quicker. Who can catch a fish first. Who can hike to the top of the mountain the fastest. You didn't even realize how much Don had made the trip so fun until it was over.

"When were you going to tell me this hidden fishing talent"

"I'm pretty sure you're just bad at fishing"

Babe heffron

- everything is PERFECT up until it's time for dessert. Obviously sense you were camping s'mores were the way to go. You two were letting your marshmallows cook when babe let the marshmallow get engulfed by the fires flames, completely burning it. He takes it out and blows out the flame before getting his graham cracker and chocolate. When he finally goes for a bite he sees you staring. From then it was bickering back and forth on how a smore should be made.

"Burnt is the way to go. It's how everyone does it"

"Whoever told you that is a liar"

George luz

-he is all campfire stories. You swear that he pulls some of them out of his ass or at least exaggerates a past experience. But in all honesty you could care less. You love watching luz tell his stories. All his exaggerated hand and body moments. Seeing him laugh at his own jokes. You fall in love with him all over again. Going on hikes up mountains and when you get to the top you both sit and look at the view. Maybe even enjoy a cigarette.

"I swear sweetheart this actually happened"

Carwood lipton

- He brings one of those books with all the different types of birds in it. Every single time he spots one he always tells you. He probably knows camping first aid. Like how to treat poison ivy or a bee sting properly. You think it's funny until on a hike you trip and fall onto poison ivy and get a bad rash. Queue mama bear lipton.

"Sorry lip I didn't mean for this vacation to go south"

"You did nothing wrong darling please know that"

Bill Guarnere

- he's a mix between nixon and liebgott. He is just as chill and laid back and Lewis but has the spirit and child likeness of Joe. He's not afraid to take a mid day nap or swim with you but is just as willing to chase you down a hiking path. Either way it's always fun. Kinda see him reading a story to you as you go to bed. Idk I just get the vibe.

"Bill, there are other people here. If you make a scene I will end you"

#band of brothers #band of brothers fanfic #band of brothers headcanon #band of brothers x reader #donald malarkey x reader #babe heffron x reader #george luz x reader #carwood lipton x reader #bill guarnere x reader #donald malarkey #goerge luz #babe heffron #carwood lipton #bill Guarnere

[holdingforgeneralhugs]

My dear, Emma!!!

Can I have a headcanon with Toye, Speirs, and Luz on the topic of ✨jealousy✨? Thank you so much!!! The jealousy trope with some angst/fluff is my favorite, haha. Have a great day, Emma!

Thank you dear anon! Oh we love a bit of jealousy and angst up in here it's addictive 🙈

Joe Toye

He just gets all broody and sullen because he doesn't want you to know he's jealous.

He tries very hard not to look over at you with him but he can't help it. His eyes keep getting drawn to you and his mood gets more sour by the minute.

His hand grips his glass so hard his knuckles turn white

When you come back over you can tell that he's off just by the hard set to his jaw and his grip on his drink, and you smirk when you see him glaring daggers at your friend.

"Oh sweetie are you jealous," you teased, squeezing his arm. He rolled his eyes and you giggled fondly at his antics. "He's only a friend from college, and he's married you buffoon."

He tries to bumble through excuses and you wave him off, kissing him sweetly.

Ronald Speirs

One look at his face is enough to tell you all you need to know

You can feel the weight of his glare on the back of your neck and it gives you goosebumps

When you make your way back to him he grabs your wrist and tugs you down a quiet hallway. Before you can utter a word he has you pressed against the wall.

"Y'know he's only an old friend of mine," you whisper, "and trust me he's got no interest in me."

"Well he was looking at you a little bit more than friendly," he grumbled petulantly, brushing his nose against your neck.

"No need for jealousy Ron," you teased, running your fingetd through his hair, "you know I only have eyes for you anyway."

He didn't respond, choosing instead to press a firm kiss against your lips.

George Luz

He tries to bluff it off, act normal and unbothered.

But its the little ticks that give him away.

You notice the little glances in your direction and you chuckle fondly.

When you get back over to him he smiles overly bright, and you can see the way his fingers clench and unclench.

"So who was that guy you were talking to?" He asks casually, but you can see his shoulders tense.

"Why?" You ask with a smirk, "are you jealous?"

"Me? Never," he scoffs, "I would never stoop so low."

"Sure sweetheart," you laugh, kissing him on the cheek, "whatever you say."

Taglist:  @tvserie-s-world @geniedocroe @generousdreamlanddestiny @sofietargaryen @cagzzz107 @stolemyspoons @alejodi0nysus @sunflowerchuck @now-im-a-belieber @50svibes @eugene-emt-roe @pennyllane @televisionboy @nandoalonsos @ask-you-what-sir @parajumpboots @mads-weasley @tetragonia

#band of brothers #band of brothers fandom #hbo band of brothers #bob #holdingforgeneralhugs #band of brothers imagine #george luz #ron speirs #joe toye

[wwhatev3r]

Easy company reactions to you telling them you’re pregnant 🫢

Easy Company Reaction: telling them you're pregnant

Notes: I suck at writing fluff, but I tried my best, yeah :) I hope you and everyone like it. Oh and I made a really pretty moodboard for this post but tumblr won't show my post on the tags if i use it. Fuck you tumblr!

– Dick Winters - (Please, give this man 5 seconds to process what you just said.) “You’re pregnant.” he repeated your words, “We’re having a baby.” He was saying it slowly without breaking his gaze with yours, as a way to wake up from the shock and to realize what you just told him. He then hugged you and kissed your forehead. It didn't take much for him to immediately start preparing the nursery. 

– Lewis Nixon - (Your luck is that he is rich.) You told him right after you declined a cup of whiskey from him. “What? You are what?” he almost spilled his drink, “Holy shit… I mean, that’s amazing news honey!” He looked a little dizzy and almost tripped when he went to kiss you. After that he literally ran to tell Dick and save him the spot as godfather of the child. 

– Carwood Lipton - (Literal silent panic.) After a few seconds of total silence he walked over to you and hugged you like it was the last time he was going to hug you in his life. He held you close and said: “It’s going to be fine, we got this.” You could tell he was a little worried but he just needed time to process all of it. He was so stressed the next few days, he wanted everything to be prepared and perfect.

– Ronald Speirs - He gave you one of his typical intense gazes. For a moment you thought he was angry but then when he walked across the room to reach you, grab your face and look you deeply in the eyes, you could see he was on the verge of tears. “I’m going to dedicate my life to you and to our baby.” he said, as he landed one of his hands on your belly. The next day you found a little list of names in his office. 

– George Luz - He almost choked on his food. “Cut the crap. What? Are you serious?” After he realized you weren’t kidding he ran to pick you up, spin you around and kiss you. He looked like a kid on Christmas from how happy he was. You had the spend the evening trying to convince him to not name the child some really stupid name. “If It’s a boy can we name him after me? And can we take him or her to play baseball?” he asked at least. 

– Joe Liebgott - “Tell me you’re not joking. Princess, you just made me the happiest man alive.” He quickly ran to hold you by your waist and gave you a breathless kiss, “Holy shit, I’m going to be a dad.” He was so excited but as his last words kept repeating in his head a sudden grip on his chest started to grow. He then told you that he was scared of not being a good father. You guys talked it out and the next day he came home with a baby suit saying “Sorry ladies my daddy is definitely taken.”

– Bill Guarnere - You had to sit him down to tell him. “You’re not kidding, right?” He immediately got up, “Holy fuck, we are going to have a mini Bill or Billie!” (good luck bestie) The shocked expression grew in a second into the biggest smile you have ever seen and he almost trip when he reached you for a kiss. He called everyone to announce it like the proud dad that he is. “Guess the fuck what… I’m going to be a dad!!”

– Joe Toye - “W-what? You’re pregnant?” He had never hugged you so tightly in his life but when you met his eyes you felt his anxiety. Joe was scared that he might not be prepared but he had been waiting for that moment for so long and he was not gonna let his insecurities take over his happiness. He is always so stressed that you and baby may get hurt, so he doesn't let you do anything at home during your pregnancy. 

– Donald Malarkey - “Are you shitting me? Honey, I-... I don't know what to say. I mean, you are pregnant. We are going to have a baby!” he playfully picked you up between exciting giggles. He immediately ran to the store to go buy diapers and baby bottles (don’t worry he came back.) Him and Skip spent the next 9 months singing and telling jokes to your belly.

– Warren “Skip'' Muck - “Oh my god, you’re pregnant?” You showed him the test after he asked, “Oh my god, you’re pregnant!” He started jumping around and then washed you with kisses. He ran to tell Malark and Penkala and immediately asked you if both of them could be godfathers. Every day he talks to your belly: “Hey bud, It’s me, your dad. How is it there? Is mommy’s belly comfortable?” (I’m crying, he’s the cutest.) 

– Darrel “Shifty” Powers - (This gentleman, I-) You sat him by your side when you told him. “Really?... You are?” He instantly held your hands and grew the sweetest smile, “I can’t believe you're carrying our baby right now.” After that he kissed you like you’re made of glass. From there on he tried his best to stop smoking because of you and the baby, and when it's time to go to bed he wishes the baby a goodnight and kisses your belly and then your lips. 

– Eugene Roe - He was speechless for some seconds until you called his name, he then got closer to you. “Honey, I could not be more happy but It’s up to you if…” You made clear you’re ready and that you wanted the baby, you then saw his shy smile bloom and gaze at the floor before meeting your eyes again and kiss you tenderly. He found the best doctor and scheduled every appointment at least once a month to make sure everything was okay. After all he is a medic, you could not be in better hands. 

– Edward “Babe” Heffron - At first impression he did panic a little. “W-what? Are you serious? Oh my… what are we gonna do?” You even saw his sweat rolling down his forehead, so you had to sit him down, relax him and make sure everything was going to be okay. He took a deep breath and then a little childlike smile grew, “I’m going to be a dad.” He spent the whole weekend celebrating. He even started referring to the baby as if he was already there: “What about the three of us going to a nice restaurant?” 

– David Webster - His heart even skipped a beat. “Are you certain?” he asked you a little unassertive, “We are having a baby, I can’t believe it.” You notice the excitement grow by his voice. He then grew a big smile and hugged you, lifting you up. He spent the whole time reading books about babies, baby care and giving birth. He was ready for the child theoretically, but Lieb always made some pretty dark humor jokes to make him scared. But in the end it turned out fine. 

– Frank Perconte - You couldn't tell if he was happy or scared. He was so excited but he was sweating, for a second you even thought he was going to faint. “It’s amazing! A baby!” he told you after kissing you a million times, “It’s like having you and me mixed in a bowl, it's awesome!” He then took a deep breath and said: “Yeah, I think I need to sit down a little.” He was having a mix of emotions, but when things cooled down he started preparing everything. The next day he came home with two packs of diapers and so many clothes for the baby.

– Denver “Bull” Randleman - As the mature man that he is he stayed pretty calm. “There isn't anyone in this world that I wish more to have a family with than you.” He gently brushed your hair before pulling you for a peaceful kiss. Bull never felt more responsible over something in his life. He did everything in his power to make sure you were comfortable and safe, after all he loved you and you were carrying your and his child. 

– John Martin - You had to sit Johnny down before telling him. “A-are you sure?” He tried to act calm but you could see how nervous he was and still trying to keep his serious expression. You asked if he was happy and his eyelids instantly loosed and he got down on his knees to hold your hands, “I am, baby. I’m sorry I was just taken by surprise. I-... I love you, if you’re happy I’m happy.” He gave you a passionate kiss and one of his rare vulnerable smiles. May no one stress you, hurt you or look at you in a wrong way or he will riot. 

– Floyd Talbert - (Oh, this is going to be fun…) Right after you told him he paralyzed for a second. “I-i… hum, well,” He started stuttering but then tried to put himself back together by walking over to you and gazing into your eyes, “Well, that’s great news.” You’re not expecting to take it so well but after all he wasn't that surprised that you were pregnant. He was so excited for the baby, he wanted to teach him how to play guitar and play sports. One night he said: “Hey love, after he or she is born can we go make some more?”

#band of brothers #band of brothers headcanons #band of brothers imagine #easy company

[a-strange-echo]

Requests are open!

I don't know if people want me to write their ideas for them but I'd be more than happy to do that so if you have any idea or a prompt you would like me to write with a character you like, you just have to send it to me!

I write fluff, agnst but only with happy ending (I'm soft okay ;w; ) and smut (although not a lot). There is not much i wouldn't write but if I don't feel comfortable with it or don't feel I have enough skills to do it, I won't write it.

I only write 'x reader' fanfictions and write for any gender/sexuality, you just have to tell me what you want. If you don't specify a gender, my default is Gender Neutral/ Non-Binary.

I also tend to not write cross-overs but if I really like the idea, maybe I will do it. (Really depends tho)

Who I write for:

MARVEL:

-Bucky Barnes*

-Steve Rogers*

-Stucky*

-Baron Helmut Zemo

-Tony Stark (platonic only, so no smut)

-Sam Wilson (platonic only, so no smut)

-Natasha Romanoff

-Peter Parker (no smut)

-Scott Lang

(Other if requested)

The Marauders: (teens and adults, please specify)

-Sirius Black

-James Potter

-Remus Lupin

-Lily Evans

-Regulus Black

-Poly!Marauders (James/Sirius/Remus)

Harry Potter:

-Fred Weasley

-George Weasley

(Other if requested)

The Owl House: (No smut, for any character)

-Amity Blight

-Luz Noceda

-Gus Porter

-Hunter Noceda

-Willow Park

-Vee Noceda

-Edric Blight

-Emira Blight

-Eda Clawthorn

-Raine Whispers

-Alador Blight

(Other if requested)

Hamilton:

-John Laurens

-Marquis de Lafayette

-Alexander Hamilton

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*Both modern and 40's, please specify

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Please keep in mind:

I am not a robot, I don't always have time or want to write.

If you ask something that I don't feel comfortable writing, I won't write it.

If you bring any hate, negativeness, you will be banned/blocked

English is not my first language (as specify in every work I post)

I do NOT conscent to have my posts being translated/reposted without being credited

You are responsible for the content you watch/read. If you see something you don't like/don't feel comfortable reading in the warnings, then don't read it. I can forget to tag something, if it ever happens, please tell me in the comments calmly and with respect and I will rectify it.

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My blog is a safe place for everyone, don't bring your disrespect and hate with you.

You are welcome if you are not toxic!

(Sorry for the long post)

please send requests, I am desperate for ideas ಥ_ಥ

#fluff #fic #fanfiction #marvel #marauders #the owl house #harry potter #the writer is deperate for some new ideas #the amazing digital circus #helmut zemo x reader #helmut zemo fluff #pre serum steve x reader #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #sam wilson #sam wilson x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #tony stark x reader #jax x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #gangle x reader #zooble x reader #kinger x reader #caine x reader #luz noceda x reader #amity blight x reader #edric blight x reader