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footprintsinthesxnd · 5 months

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haya! i know u’ve casted mutuals as bob characters, i was wondering if u could cast mutuals as the pacific characters (if u havent done it yet)? no presssure btw <3

Ooh yes I love doing these. I’m doing it as the Saturday Night Asks because I’m finally getting time to do them.

So I’m starting with @georgieluz who is 100% Hoosier. He’s definitely hugging the dog during an artillery barrage and honestly if I was stuck in the Pacific his sense of humour would help keep me sane. But he’s also a big softie. But he also reminds me of Ack Ack probably because of how emotionally destraught Julian was after his death but I also feel like Ack Ack is a strong, steady, reliable character and Julian is always there for me so I feel like this fits.

Next @malarkgirlypop is making me lean towards Eugene Sledge because she is such a sweetheart and I love her so much but she could also definitely defend herself and she’s been emotionally scared from our chats (I’m so sorry 😂)

Then @sweetxvanixlla gives me Sidney Phillips vibes. You’re such a loveable, softie and you’re always so supportive.

@merriell-allesandro-shelton how could I cast Louise as anyone other than Snafu (I think she would murder me) I’m not sure whether you share many character traits but you are now Snafu 😂

@panzershrike-pretz why do I feel like you have chaotic Chuckler vibes 😂 Pretz liked to create chaos on the discord group and I feel like Chuckler suits this vibe.

@mads-weasley is making me think of Lena Basilone. I feel like she’s a strong, independent woman but you’re also amazingly supportive and kind. But I also feel like some Leckie vibes come through because she is an amazing writer.

@coco-bean-1218 also gives me Sidney Phillips vibes. You’re such a sweetheart and although we haven’t chatted much I’ve loved all our interactions in the group chat.

@next-autopsy makes me think of Burgin. I’m not sure why but I feel like you’re the mature one in the group chat but you also enjoy the chaos 😂

@whollyjoly also gives me Chuckler vibes from the group chat chaos. The bottom text gang has been an extremely confusing ride 😂

@holdingforgeneralhugs I’m thinking maybe Edward Jones. You’re Ack Acks right hand man. You’re reliable and dependable and you’re Winters in the group chat so you have become our leader. But you also make me think of Ack Ack for this exact reasons so you are both the leader and the right hand man 😂

@liptonwashere as John Basilone. I feel like you’re really reliable but also a lot of fun to talk to. But most important your work is incredible and everyone needs to check out your videos because they give me life (not necessarily related to the character but I couldn’t not mention the video edits)

@samwinchesterslostshoe I feel like you’re a mixture between Runner and Hoosier. You never fail to make me laugh and you have initiated some of the most hilarious conversations 😂

@mutantmanifesto you are so unbelievably talented with your drawings. You’re giving me Leckie vibes.

@bucky32557038ww2 you also give me Lena vibes. There’s just something about you that I feel makes people just want to be your friend. Your so friendly and kind.

@xxluckystrike although we aren’t mutuals I couldn’t not include you. You also give me Burgin vibes. You’re always supportive in the group chat and you fit right in with everyone. I feel like you’re also quite an open and approachable person.

I think I’ve included everyone. Sorry if I’ve missed anyone. This was so much harder than casting my mutuals as Band of Brothers characters. I feel like there are less Pacific characters to pick from 😂

#casting my mutuals as Pacific characters #the Pacific #Jess’ Saturday night asks #Saturday night asks

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coco-bean-1218 · 4 months

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Well-Behaved Women Never Make History

Prologue: Part Three: "Brains, Bravery, and now... Wings."

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Summary: Claire breaks some important news to her family.

A/N: Hi, everyone! Welcome to Prologue: Part Three: of Well-Behaved Women Never Make History! This is the final prologue part before the actual story takes place! I'm very excited about this one, and I hope you are too! As always, feel free to like, comment, and reblog.

Warnings: Swearing, Claire getting confrontational

Taglist: @whollyjoly @footprintsinthesxnd @panzershrike-pretz @xxluckystrike

Monday, January 5, 1942

Downtown district of Detroit, MI, USA

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The January chill nipped at Claire’s cheeks as she hesitated on the snow-dusted sidewalk outside the recruitment building in Downtown Detroit. A mosaic of colorful signs emblazoned with military insignias adorned the facade, each vying for the attention of potential recruits. She adjusted her glasses and tucked a loose strand of brown hair behind her ear while absorbing the gravity of her surroundings.

"Army," "Navy," "Marines" – the words seemed to leap out from the posters, resonant with the call of duty and patriotism. Men, young and vibrant, streamed past her, their conversations a cacophony of hope and bravado. She drew in a deep breath, trying to still the fluttering in her chest.

With one last glance at the sky, now an expanse of solemn gray, she pushed open the door and stepped into the maw of the recruitment station.

Inside, the air buzzed with the energy of hundreds of young men, their voices merging into a symphony of determination. They clustered around tables where uniformed officers sat, clipboards at the ready. The clatter of typewriters punctuated the murmur of conversation, each keystroke a testament to the momentous decisions being made.

"Hey, watch it!" a recruit barked as Claire narrowly avoided bumping into him amidst the throng.

"Hey, I'm walking here!" she snapped back, her eyes darting around the vast room, "Fucking dumbass." Her heart hammered against her ribs; this was more overwhelming than any college exam hall.

Claire moved slowly through the space, her senses alert to every detail. She watched fingers grip pens with purpose, heard the scratch of signatures committing lives to service. Each step brought her deeper into the belly of the beast, the air thick with the scent of ink and anticipation.

She took another step, drawing closer to the heart of the station, to the precipice of her own journey. And somewhere amidst the clamor and the fervor, Claire began to find her footing, charting a course through the crowd toward the destiny of her choosing.

Claire's eyes swept over the sea of uniforms, her gaze landing on a poster that stood out from the rest, its bold letters calling to those brave enough to leap from the skies. "Join the Airborne," it beckoned, the image of a soldier descending from the heavens both terrifying and exhilarating.

"An additional fifty dollars in pay," she murmured to herself, fingertips grazing the edge of the poster. Her mind leapt to textbooks and lab fees; this could be the answer she'd been searching for—a way to fund her dream of medical school. The sum was significant, a beacon of hope amidst the turmoil of war.

With a determined step, Claire navigated through the throngs of eager recruits, each stride carrying her closer to the possibility of a future shaped by her own hands. As she sought the Army's station, a table draped in blue caught her eye, the acronym 'WACs' emblazoned across the banner.

"Women's Army Corps..." she read aloud, thumbing through a pamphlet that lay amongst a neat pile. The words within spoke of service and support, of roles unimagined by women just a generation prior. For a moment, her heart wavered, the path of a WAC presenting its own allure.

"Could I really do this?" The thought hung heavy as she slipped the pamphlet into her pocket, a tangible reminder of choices yet to be made.

Her pursuit resumed, weaving between desks and dodging elbows until she found herself standing before a sign marked 'Army Enlistment.' She exhaled sharply, the weight of decision anchoring her to the spot, the pamphlet's presence in her coat a secret whisper of potential futures.

Each step was a silent conversation with herself, every heartbeat a question of courage, and with the pamphlet tucked close, Claire advanced toward her chosen battleground.

Claire's steps echoed against the marble floor, a cadence of resolve amidst the clamor. She halted at a long table adorned with crisp, official-looking documents and flags representing various military branches. Her gaze scanned the area, seeking the sign-up for the Airborne, when she was suddenly anchored by a familiar face.

"Peyton?" Claire's voice lifted in surprise, her eyes widened as they settled on her best friend standing behind the table.

"Claire!" Peyton squealed. The warmth in her brown eyes mirrored the joy dancing across her features. "What are you doing here?"

Claire leaned forward, palms pressing against the cool surface of the table. "I could ask you the same," she teased, but her laughter held an undercurrent of nerves.

"Got myself a job," Peyton replied with a proud lift of her chin, "Helping Uncle Sam find his soldiers. And you? Don't tell me you came to wave the boys goodbye." The quirk of Peyton's eyebrow signaled she expected a more profound truth.

"I'm here to... I want to sign up for the Airborne," Claire said, her voice lower than she intended. She brushed a stray lock of brown hair behind her ear.

"Airborne?" Peyton's eyebrows shot up, a playful smirk teasing her lips. "My, aren't we the brave one?"

"Someone has to be," Claire retorted, though her heart thumped erratically at the reality of her words. Inside her coat, the WAC pamphlet felt like a secret confession of her hesitance.

Peyton reached beneath the table, sifting through papers with a purposeful intensity. "Well, if it's the sky you're aiming for, let me help you take flight." With a furtive glance around, she leaned closer, conspiratorially, "I'll snag you a form."

"Be careful," Claire warned softly as Peyton reached across the table, her fingers dancing swiftly over the stacked papers before procuring one of the coveted Airborne sign-up sheets.

"Come on," Peyton whispered, tucking the sheet under her arm. Together, they navigated through the swell of bodies, finding sanctuary in a quiet corner draped in shadows.

"Feels like plotting a secret mission," Claire joked, but her hands trembled slightly as she accepted the pen from Peyton. The weight of her decision pressed down upon her, each tick of the wall clock punctuating the urgency of the moment.

"Imagine, us girls changing the world," Peyton said, her voice a soft blend of wonder and conviction, "Seems like only yesterday we were both little girls wishing our fairy tale dreams."

"Changing our own worlds, at least," Claire replied, her smile tinged with the gravity of their unspoken dreams. She looked down at the form, each line a step closer to a future where fear mingled with hope, and the prospect of 50 extra dollars meant more than just money; it represented freedom, education, and a chance to make a difference.

"Are you ready for this?" Peyton asked, concern lacing her question.

"Ready as I'll ever be," Claire responded, her hand tightening around the pen. But in the sanctuary of her mind, she whispered a prayer for courage, for strength, and for the wisdom to choose the right path.

"Here, let's start with the easy stuff," Peyton said, pointing to the top of the form. "Name, date of birth, address..."

"Right." Claire filled in the blanks, her handwriting a neat script that belied the churn of her stomach. "I never pictured my twenties would look like this."

"Nobody did," Peyton agreed, leaning in to read over Claire's shoulder. "But we play the hand we're dealt. You've got a good one, Claire. Brains, bravery, and now... wings."

"Potentially," Claire mused, her gaze flitting to Peyton's own untouched sign-up sheet for the WACs. "It looks like we're both seeking some altitude."

"Seems so." Peyton's smile was a brief flash, her attention returning to Claire's form. "Next, they'll need your medical history. Any illnesses, surgeries..."

"Just wisdom teeth," Claire chuckled, checking the corresponding box. Her thoughts drifted again to the extra fifty dollars the poster promised, an amount that could put a dent in her medical school expenses—if the war didn't claim too much first.

"Emergency contact?" Peyton's voice cut through her reverie.

"Mom and Dad," Claire responded automatically, scribbling down her parents' details. Her heart clenched at the thought of their reaction; she hadn't even broached the subject with them yet.

"Alright, almost done," Peyton encouraged. "Just need your signature and—"

"Hope," Claire finished quietly, the pen hovering above the paper. She drew in a deep breath and signed her name with a flourish that felt more defiant than anything she'd ever done.

"Done." Claire set the pen down, her pulse racing as the realization of her commitment took hold.

"Then that's it," Peyton affirmed. "You're on your way, Claire."

"Thanks to you," Claire said, her gratitude genuine. She folded the form, the creases crisp under her fingers. "Now, let's get this turned in before I lose my nerve."

"Lead the way, soldier," Peyton said with a grin, and together, they stepped back into the fray, their bond a thread of certainty in an uncertain world.

Claire clutched the folded form in her hand as she glanced sideways at Peyton, who was busy scanning the room with an intensity that matched the gravity of their surroundings.

"Are you going to join the fight too?" Claire asked, her voice barely above a whisper, betraying a vulnerability she kept well-guarded.

Peyton turned toward her, her eyes holding a glint of resolve that seemed older than her eighteen years. "I’m considering the WACs," she admitted. "As a war journalist. Someone has to tell our stories, right?"

"Right." Claire nodded, pride swelling within her chest at the thought of her friend capturing the essence of these tumultuous times. "You'll be great at it."

"Thanks," Peyton said, tucking a loose curl behind her ear. "Now, let's get you officially signed up."

They approached the bustling table discreetly; Peyton’s movements were deft and quiet as she slid Claire's form amidst a stack of others. The act was so smooth it was as if the paper had sprouted wings and settled itself among its brethren. No one noticed, no heads turned—they were just two young women in a sea of anxious faces, all united by a common cause.

"Call me later?" Claire's heart thumped loudly, her mouth dry.

"Of course." Peyton's smile was a lifeline. "And Claire? Be safe."

"Always am," Claire replied with a wink she didn't quite feel. Then, with a quick, tight hug that carried the weight of unspoken fears and shared dreams, they parted.

Claire stepped outside into the brisk January air, pulling her coat tighter against the winter chill. She could still feel the echo of Peyton’s embrace as she hailed a cab. When the old yellow car pulled to the curb, she saw the driver through the rolled-down window, his cap slightly askew.

"Where to, miss?" he asked gruffly, the lines on his face deepened from years of squinting into the distance.

Claire told her address, her voice steady even as her hands trembled.

As the taxi lurched forward, Claire leaned back against the worn upholstery. The city passed by in a blur of gray and white, but all she could see was the future unfurling before her, uncertain yet fraught with possibility. She gripped the strap of her handbag, the texture suddenly grounding her racing thoughts. What would home look like when she returned? Would the familiar streets whisper tales of her courage or sing laments for her absence?

"Almost there," the driver announced, snapping Claire back to the present.

"Thank you," she murmured, her mind already drifting to the announcement she would soon make. The door to her life as she knew it was closing, and with every turn of the wheels, she felt a step closer to the woman she was destined to become.

The rhythmic clacking of the typewriter keys filled the kitchen, a syncopated counterpoint to the soft scratching of pen on paper. Claire stood in the doorway, her silhouette hesitating against the afternoon light that filtered through the lace curtains. She watched as her mother's fingers danced over the black and white keys, her concentration never wavering even as she reached for her coffee cup with her free hand. Her father, meanwhile, was hunched over a notebook, his furrowed brow casting shadows over the figures he diligently noted down.

"Mom, Dad," Claire's voice trembled slightly, betraying the nerves she fought so hard to conceal.

Her mother stopped typing mid-word, the carriage hanging in limbo. She looked up, "Claire, honey, you're back early. Is everything alright?"

"Hey, kiddo." Her dad glanced up, a flicker of concern crossing his weathered face before he set his pen aside. "You look like you've got something on your mind."

In the brief pause that followed, Claire could hear her own heartbeat, a frantic drumline marching toward an inevitable revelation. She took a deep breath, the scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the faint trace of a candle, grounding her resolve.

"I ran into Peyton downtown," she began, the words spilling out more easily than she anticipated. The mention of her best friend always had a way of easing tension in the room. She moved closer, coming to rest against the edge of the kitchen table, her hands gripping the polished wood.

"Is that right?" her mom asked, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "And what's Miss Peyton up to these days?"

"She's working at the recruitment station," Claire said, watching as her parents exchanged a quick, unreadable glance. "Actually, I..." she paused, gathering the shards of courage that felt scattered within her chest.

"Actually, what, Claire?" her dad prompted, leaning back in his chair, his eyes kind and attentive.

Claire's glasses slipped slightly down her nose as she met their gazes, the world around her momentarily out of focus. She pushed them up with a resolute finger.

"I have an announcement to make," she stated, the words solidifying into reality the moment they passed her lips. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a caged bird yearning for the freedom of the skies, "I've decided to enlist. I joined the Airborne to be a combat medic."

Her father raised his eyebrows, "The Airborne?"

"You do know what that means, right?" her mother questioned in disbelief.

"Yes, I do," Claire said sternly, "And I also know that there's an additional 50 dollars in pay. That could go towards college and med school."

"Honey," her mother sighed, "Med school is expensive. That could cover a textbook, maybe two."

"Yes, I know," Claire kept her ground, "And you guys always say I need to be more mature and independent. Well, here's my chance, all while gaining medical experience. Imagine how that will look on med school applications."

Her mother crossed her arms, "Now, Claire, when we said more independent and more mature, we didn't mean jump out of a plane into a war zone."

"But, you guys have also told me to take risks, to stand up for myself and what I believe in, to not let people walk all over me. What is it that you always say, Mom? A well-behaved woman never makes history. That's what I'd be doing - making history!"

Her father chuckled, "Man, when this one tries to make her case, she really makes it."

"And besides, I only applied. It doesn't mean they'll take me," Claire shrugged.

"How does it feel fighting with yourself," her father said to her mother, laughing.

Mrs. O'Connor glared at her husband, "Oh, hush."

Claire laughed at the teasing between her parents. They had said many times she was her mother's daughter.

"Can you imagine? She'll probably argue with her CO," her father said, shaking his head.

"Of course," Claire stated boldly, "You know me."

"Or argue with the enemy itself and they'd back down," her mother retorted.

Claire laughed, "That's the plan."

Her mother then leaned forward, her voice now gentle yet steady. "Claire, we've always encouraged you to follow your dreams, to forge your own path. And if this is what you truly want, then we support you wholeheartedly."

"You know we'll always have your back," her father chimed in.

The creak of the stairs announced Emma's arrival before she appeared, her eyes questioning as she took in the sight of their huddled assembly. She leaned against the doorway, her silhouette softened by the hall light spilling into the living room.

"Everything okay?" Emma asked, her gaze flicking between her parents' drawn faces and Claire's determined stance.

"Yeah, I joined the Airborne to be a combat medic," Claire said nonchalantly.

Her sister stopped in her tracks, "Huh. Well, that's something you don't hear every day. Good for you." Emma smiled and patted Claire's shoulder. "If anyone can do it, it's you." She then shifted her gaze to their parents, who exchanged a glance and nodded in approval.

"Besides," Claire added with a mischievous grin, "Who knows? I might catch the eye of a handsome paratrooper who's just dying to break through these walls." She shot a knowing look at her mother, who laughed.

Unbeknownst to Claire, a couple of thousand miles away, that young, handsome paratrooper was also breaking the news to his parents and siblings about his brave decision to join the Airborne.

#band of brothers #band of brothers oc #my first oc story #my ocs #well behaved women never make history #wbwnmh #easy company #hbo war #band of brothers fanfic #band of brothers x ofc #chuck grant x ofc #chuck grant #eugene roe #eugene roe x ofc #original female character #ofc

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marygih · 2 months

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OIOIOIOIOI GIH!!!

Its Valentines Day na gringa, but I decided to drop by and spread some love!!!

How are you?? I hope you're well! Wanted to tell you how much of a cool friend you are and such a creative mind as well!

Love you nd love talking to you! You're an amazing person and extremely talented artist! Keep it up!! >:3

oooooiiiiiiiiiii pretz 💜 que saudades de você 💜

I had completely forgotten about Valentine's Day, thank you for reminding me 😍💜 I enjoyed carnival three days in a row and today I spent the day hibernating lol.

Thank you, you say such beautiful things 💜

Pretz you are amazing, you have wonderful creativity, you make magnificent works of art! You are an incredible friend, I love your friendship 💜

I love talking to you and exploring the worlds of your drawings, thank you for remembering me and spreading love and affection, you are an incredible person my friend 💜

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fl0werfieldz · 1 year

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i dont think i ever considered emmental x pretz as a serious thing and seeing ur post hit me like a truck but youre so so based for that. i hope u draw more of them!

HELRP THANK U SO MUCH i will most definitely draw more becuase theyre one of my favorites atm

#wallyboy asks #theyre sooooo silly

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antonballdeluxe · 2 years

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pretzel ships

butter pretzel and truffle is like the fucking ever fot me

my cocaine my buttered bread

like truffle is her main patron but to an extent where everybody feels like she has a crush on buttpret except for buttpret herself who is....hilariously oblivious. i lkke the idea of butter pretzel being very oblivious to her status as a miniceleb artist. anyways yeah what if they got married and kissed !! but yeah truffle is just...so so supprotive using Eerily Large Amount of Money and also jusy being a doting little darling to butter pretze! read my fic btw its about them doing figure drawing classes

butter pretzel and cheesecake is cool too btw

#butter pretzel cookie #truffle cookie #cheesecake cookie #cookie run #nephro.txt

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camspam · 3 years

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Raine attempts to explain why they and Hunter have pointy elf ears to humans. They're not great at excuses most of the time.

Also!! Officially calling this the Hunter Whispers AU, so you can search up that tag if you wanna find everything I've posted about it ^-^

#my art #pretz draws #toh #toh au #raine raising hunter au #au #toh hunter #toh raine #sketchbook art #toh fanart #parent raine au #hunter whispers au

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1waveshortofashipwreck · 4 months

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Tag Game! ✨

Get to know me!! 😁

Thank you for the tags @panzershrike-pretz @malarkgirlypop @grumpy-liebgott @lovememadly92 @executethyself35 !! ❤️

NAME:

Emily!!

PRONOUNS:

she/her

STAR SIGN:

Aries I think???

# OF SIBLINGS AND FUN FACTS ABOUT THEM (IF YOU HAVE ANY):

1 older brother - LOVES to paint war miniatures!

1 older sister - got me into Band of Brothers 😂

# OF PETS & THEIR NAMES:

3 Cats! Evani and Arya are our family cats and then Niki is my lil fur baby 🥰

FANDOMS:

Band of Brothers, Formula One, Queen, Markiplier/Unus Annus, probably others I can't think of lmao

FAVOURITE COLOUR:

Yellow is my first favorite but I also love orange and coral/pink!

FAVOURITE SONG:

oh boy ummmm at the moment I think it's Tainted Love

FAVOURITE AUTHOR (OF ANYTHING READABLE - BOOKS, FANFICS, ZINES, WEBTOONS, WHATEVER!):

fanfics:

@footprintsinthesxnd @malarkgirlypop @softguarnere @ithinkabouttzu @bloodstainedsaint and so many others! These are just the ones off the top of my head lol

books:

to be honest I don't like to read that much 🫠

For now I'll have to go with Ambrose's Band of Brothers since that's what I'm currently reading!!

FAVOURITE FIC TYPE:

Idk if this counts but I LOVE one-shots headcannons, it's hard for me to stay focused enough to read a full-length fic (ironic since I have about 39 pages of a fic currently written 😂) so a nice 1k one shot or bits of headcannons is absolutely perfect for my attention span! in terms of genre i LOVE domestic/fluffy/slice of life vibes!!!

FAVOURITE HOLIDAY:

Definitely Christmas but Halloween is a close second!!

DO YOU HAVE A PARTNER (ROMANTIC, QPR, ANYTHING!)?:

Does being married to six characters from BoB count? 🫠

HOBBIES:

Drawing/painting, video games, aerial arts/aerial lyra, watching YouTube, idk if this counts but teaching Faith Formation/Children's Church at my church!

FUN FACTS ABOUT ME:

I have a HUGE sweetooth!

I have a small obsession with sharks!

Vincent Van Gogh and I share a birthday!

No pressure tags! @neptunes-blue @ewipandora @yeahcurrahhe-e @luckynumber4 @barbeygirl @ronsparky @ronald-speirs and anyone else who wants to do this!! 💖

#tag game #get to know me #emily shut up #Spotify

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panzershrike-pretz · 5 months

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Hey Pretz!! 2, 14, and 25 for the HBO War fandom positivity ask game please 💙

Zim zam, Lou!

2. Who are some of your fav creators/mutuals?

You put me in a situation right here 😭 I hate having to choose because I just love everyone and don't like leaving people out xD BUT, if i do really have to choose i'd go with @next-autopsy and @malarkgirlypop because of their fics! I don't keep up with a lot of reading so I only really know their works, and i absolutely FUCKING LOVE THEM!!!! And @sweetxvanixlla because oh my god. Those moodboards. I get the feelings. Also, @samwinchesterslostshoe because drawings. OH MY GOD THAT IS INSANE. Love my boy Antonio Julian Spiegeon.

I actually just want to tag everyone because I just love them and their stuff, tbh, but decided to go with a top 4 for now. If you are my mutual and is seeing this, I ALSO LOVE YOU AND EVERYTHING YOU DO WANT TO HUG YOU AND KISS YOU ON THE FOREHEAD DON'T FEEL LEFT OUT.

14. Your fave underrated character?

Lou why are you so mean to me. W h y. I'm just here like- dying. Cannot choose. Will be letting you down 9n this one xD it's been too long since I last saw BoB and I can't remember right now who's more underrated, so I don't feel in a good enough position to choose from :'].

25. What colors do your mutuals remind you of?

Ok. Starting up with you, @luckynumber4, definetely dark or navy blue. I think it's because of your blog aesthetic but really, the url also fits and I love it.

@next-autopsy is emerald green. It's the color she uses on her fic and I cannot see Nex without thinking of that color anymore.

@xxluckystrike i think you remind me of gold. Like, golden flower fields; your personality definetely makes me think of that.

@malarkgirlypop is seafoam OR pink (that really strong one almost radioactive.) The seafom is because it simply fits her so fucking well??? Goes amazingly with her hair too. And the pink is because of her personality. She's just so radiant and catches your attentionwithouteven trying. Love it.

@land-sh is definetely wine. Yes its because of the blog. Fight me.

@sweetxvanixlla is this color: 🩵. Its an emoji she always uses and I cannot see this color anymore and not think of her; just amazing.

@georgieluz is lavander. That's it. He makes me think of it and I love that.

@footprintsinthesxnd is moss green. Idk but just gives ne the vibes; I think its simply so pretty and a not very appreciated color (yeah this is a call out. Everyone should appreciate Jess a lot. Love her.)

@coco-bean-1218 is light pink. Mostly because of her old pfp, but also because she seems soft and is so very kind! Light pink fits her a lot.

@whollyjoly is orange, mostly because that flower crown in her pfp always catches my eye (i fucking love that holy shit).

@mads-weasley is also orange. Based in vibes alone. Love u.

@iceman-kazansky is ice blue or white, they remind me of winter (i guess its because of the Gene pfp?? Idk) and I simoky love the feels.

@bucky32557038ww2 is salmon. Its a calm and good lookung color; it brings ne good feelings and I think it definetely fits you!

@holdingforgeneralhugs you. You are a hard one?? But like... your name makes me think of violet. That or any shade of purple, really.

@thewayisset is white. Its simple, i know, and its also heavily inspired on the pfp, but I just feel like white suits you.

@samwinchesterslostshoe is gray-ish red, because of the pfp on the discord group. I think its a pretty color that suits you :].

I am sure i forgot about some people but i really tried here xD I got the most my brain would let me and I think that's fair KEKEKEKEK

#thank you so much for asking this!!#pretz ask #🥨🪶#love you all guys #me and the gang (bottom text)

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samwinchesterslostshoe · 4 months

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I can you tell I have watched 1917 three times just this months alone 👀

Also tried out a new brush pack for these drawings, not sure what to think of it tho… it’s very smooth and I usually like my drawing to be a bit and the rougher messier side… But it was fun to try out !

My taglist: @ronsparky @whollyjoly @next-autopsy @luckynumber4 @barbeygirl @dustyjumpwingz @xxluckystrike @heystovepipeboys @sweetxvanixlla @kafka-ohdear @footprintsinthesxnd @panzershrike-pretz @iceman-kazansky @malarkgirlypop @georgieluz

#1917 #1917 movie #george mckay #this started out as me just making a little doodle and the en evolved into 2 fully cololored and shared drawings that too me 3+ hours 👀👀👀

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footprintsinthesxnd · 5 months

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hello! i was wondering, instead of “casting” mutuals as bob/tp, what about what do you associate with each mutual? like any characters, smart thoughts/takes, moments, colors, etc? no pressure to do this but thanks in advance if you do!

@georgieluz - GEORGE LUZ! There is no other answer for this question. George is 100% Julian’s character. And honestly ‘what would I do without Julian.’ Julian always reminds me of this big softie, supportive best friend who is hilariously funny, so so loveable and supportive. I love you so much Julian. He’s is so smart, like way smarter than me. And he puts up with my ridiculous rants and my writing so thank you 😂 if I had to describe Julian in a colour I feel like it would be like a pastel blue or green. He’s a comforting person. I’m so glad I met you Julian and I’m so lucky you chose me as your friend.

@mads-weasley LEWIS NIXON. She is my loveable Lewis Nixon. Her writing gives me life! Mads is so sweet and smart. I don’t know why but I feel like Mads is purple, I’m not sure why but I love purple and I just think of Mads.

@malarkgirlypop Oh my days Kate. The conversations we have had. Kate is a bright colour. She’s so bubbly and colourful. I love Kate so much. I feel like Kate would love to be associated with Malarkey her main man but I feel like she is a mixture of Skip and George because she is one of the funniest people I’ve ever met.

@ronsparky I can’t not associate Jess switch Shifty. She is an adorable softie. I feel like if I had to pick a colour it would like a light mint green. Jess’ writing is absolutely gorgeous. She is so incredibly talented and so so kind.

@panzershrike-pretz aww Pretz I love your chaotic nature. You are such a hilariously funny person and your conversations give me life. If I had to describe Pretz as a colour it would be a rainbow. I feel like there is so much chaos in the chat and we jump from one topic to another.

@merriell-allesandro-shelton I love Louise so much. You are so supportive and I wish we could talk more. You’re one of the first friends I made in the HBOwar fandom and I’m so glad I met you.

@sweetxvanixlla - beautiful moodboards. Vee is so funny and adorable and so so sweet. I love you Vee. I always think of you as Chuck Grant if I had to describe you as a character. You’re such a softie and I don’t think I could pick any other character for you. Our collab turned out so beautifully, thank you so much for working with me.

@samwinchesterslostshoe Pigeons. I can’t help it. The Pigeon drawing is incredible and I love it so much and your drawings are perfection.

@whollyjoly Alton Moore and Flower Crowns and caffeinated writing sprints apparently 😂 I love the conversations you have in the group chat. Honestly the whole discord chat just makes me laugh so much.

@next-autopsy - Joe Toye 😂 I feel like I’m just associating people with who they are in the group chat now but oh well 😂 you are so supportive and sweet and it’s so lovely to have met you and have you join the discord group. I don’t know what but I feel like I associate you with a dark green colour 😂

@coco-bean-1218 I definitely associate you with Shifty Powers. Also your new fic looks absolutely incredible and your OCs sound amazing. I cannot wait to read it.

@holdingforgeneralhugs - you are so so sweet and such an incredible writer. Thank you so much for joining our discord group. I’m so glad you are also a huge fan of Winters because now I am not alone in my Winters campaign. And obviously I can’t associate you with any other character other than Winters now 😂 I also associate the colour purple with you, probably because of your gorgeous purple blog.

@liptonwashere - incredible and emotional video edits. Your videos have single handedly broken and healed my heart at the same time. You are so incredibly talented and I’m addicted to watching your videos (and spamming the discord chat with them apparently 😂)

I think I’ve included everyone, sorry if I’ve missed anyone. This ended up with me mostly singing everyone’s praises because you’re are all so talented and I love you all. 💕

#Saturday night asks #Jess’ Saturday Night asks #band of brothers #mutuals

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