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4gh0st · 2 years
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Cuties ♡
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virtualbunny · 1 year
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Round of applause to me for being the creative genius that I am😁
(Also for those who saw that I forgot to cut out the capcut part before I edited this post… no you didn’t lol 🫥)
Anyways, part two of angry/annoyed Reiben but this time ft. Jackson and Wade🤩🥳🤭
Part 1
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eldestdauqhter · 1 year
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edward burns in saving private ryan must have been the best pro war propaganda america had ever seen
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lenabob · 2 years
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POV: you are captain miller giving the plan of how to save private Ryan.
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satellitespeirs · 6 months
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i miss him and his dumb pretty face
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zevexsii · 2 years
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omg ur like the second person ive seen write for spr, but could i get a hc list of how private jackson, reiben, and medic wade would react if u were injuered in battle??? please and thank u
SPR boys react to an s/o who's been injured in battle
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private daniel jackson
jackson damn near loses it. he isn't focused or calculated like when carparzo got downed, he's frantically crawling over to your side as best as he can, muttering curses and mingled prayers while pressure is applied to your wounds.
"c'mon [l/n], stick with us here," jackson's chest is tight, fear clawing it's way up his throat from inside. the fear is worsened when your eyes begin to roll back.
the medics find a grisly sight, jackson keeled over your barely breathing body, incoherent please to god and anyone who'll listen sprinkled throughout horrible bouts of sobs that wrack his body. they take you away on a stretcher, jackson's rosary hanging loosely around your neck. you'll need it more than he will.
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richard reiben
"damn hotshot, that was a close one," reiben makes light of situations that are scarily serious. it's what he's always done, and god willing, always will.
"hotshot?"
you don't answer. reiben throws a glance your way, only to find you slumped over, hands pressed absently over a spreading patch of terrible red.
there's no joke to be made. reiben checks the area for anyone who can help, but amidst the noise and smoke, it's hard to even hear himself think. not that any of his present thoughts are coherent. reiben haphazardly dives your way, not a single shit given about his current position. he awkwardly attempts to cover your body from fire with his own, shoving his canteen in your direction and giving the best directions he can.
"you better keep your damn eyes open. i'll find a medic around here somewhere. just hold on."
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irwin wade
medics are notoriously easy targets and wade hates it. as much as you've told him to quit worrying about you, he can't. that's what it means to care about people, right? at least half of care is spent on worry. maybe two thirds of it, in wade's case.
this time, wade's worry saved your life. the field was still smoky, violent tension occasionally punctured by a smattering of screams and abrupt gunfire.
that's how he'd been able to find you, fussing over a clearly dying soldier who was doing his damnedest to refuse medical assistance. wade overheard bits and pieces of dialogue, at least the part where the soldier had complained that if he was gonna be saved, he was gonna try to do it himself.
adrenaline and the threat of death do wonders for a person's audacity.
wade began to make his way to you, watching you pull the man to his feet and lob his arm over your shoulders, pulling him out of the blood and muck that desecrated the place. everything was going well until the soldier fell, along with his very loaded gun. it felt like the world was going in slow motion when the gun fired, sending you to the ground.
wade hauled ass through weeds and wet ground that intended to swallow him whole, all in an attempt to reach you as fast as possible. irwin's hands had an undeniable shake, unwrapping various supplies and cursing and reassuring you in the same breath. once you tried to reach for a bandage, wade nearly slapped your hand away. you were too precious to him to lose, and fixing this himself was the only way to assuage the guilt brewing already.
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iceman-kazansky · 1 year
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Saving Private Ryan Masterlist
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Daniel Jackson
Luckiest man; Luckiest Woman
Irwin Wade
Richard Reiben
Stanley Mellish
Timothy E. Upham
James Ryan
In Your Arms I Sleep Without a Doubt
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bluefire-redice · 2 years
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Saving Private Ryan - The Guardian Angel
What if the one who prayed to God was the only one God couldn’t save?
My second story after falling on the 'Barry Pepper is amazing' express. I love this movie, but my brain being my brain couldn't help but get stuck on the 'what if Caparzo survived, and how would that change things' tangent, so this happened. Once again, I'm probably shouting into the ether with this story as it's such a small fandom (if it can be classed as one at all), but I can now sit here happy that I got it written, and the idea can leave me alone so I can focus on my other works.
One major change (aside from the obvious) is Jackson's first name. There was an interview that Barry P, Giovanni R, and Vin Diesel did when the movie first came out, and Barry said his character's name was Roy Jackson. I'm not sure why his character was called Daniel in the book, whether this was an oversight on the writers part or for a greater purpose (I've yet to read it, but after much hunting around for it, I'm waiting on my copy to arrive so I can!), but I've opted to go with Barry's choice of his character's first name. Plus, when I hear Daniel Jackson I immediately think of Dr Daniel Jackson from Stargate, so in the interest of saving my sanity, it's Private Roy Jackson for this.
The full story can be read here; enjoy the snippet below
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Chapter 1 - An Angel On His Shoulder
As the sniper of their group – and one of the best in the Rangers, according to his instructor back at basic training – Roy took great pride in being able to assess his surroundings quickly. It was an important skill to have because it meant he could spot targets, find advantage areas, and identify potential ambush sites faster than anyone else around him.
But such a skill meant he had a responsibility to use it every second of every day to ensure his brothers made it home.
Neuville, when they arrived, was both a playground and battlefield to a sniper. The rain was pelting down around them, softening the packed earth and turning it into mud pools. Amongst the bombed ruins and discarded detritus of the former inhabitants, it had numerous sniper hides ripe for the picking – which meant if he knew it, the Germans did too. His head had been on a swivel before they’d set foot within the walls, guiding Miller with a few hand signals to the safest paths into the town without exposing themselves to anyone watching from an elevated position.
Even with the paratroopers guiding them towards the other half of the village, watching out for his team was his job, yet it was one he failed on – distracted as he was by Caparzo grabbing the little girl, imploring the captain to take the family to safety. He’d been distracted, and it was why he was left momentarily stunned when Caparzo was shot from behind.
“Sniper!” Miller yelled. “Cover!”
Roy watched, horrified, as Caparzo caught himself on the piano next to him, counting in his head the number of seconds that passed before the crack of the gunshot was heard. Caparzo managed to keep his feet under him for a second or so before he stumbled and hit the ground hard. The piano, despite the damage it had sustained echoed an eerie tune as the keys were knocked – the French father calling to his daughter, and the little girl’s cries adding to the overall creepiness in the otherwise quiet streets.
The report of the gun ripped through the air halfway to five. Four hundred and fifty yards away. He clenched his jaw, impressed. The sniper was good.
He needed to be better.
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lyledebeast · 1 month
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The Women at Home Vs The Women back Home in Robert Rodat's War Movies
Since I realized that Saving Private Ryan (1998) was written by Robert Rodat the same person who wrote The Patriot, I've been curious about how the two films would compare, but it wasn't until this past weekend that I finally rewatched the first. I've compared The Patriot to a lot of other vastly less-related things in the interim, probably because Saving Private Ryan was the first R-rated movie I saw in a theater, and I remain scarred by it. The violence, particularly during the landing on Omaha Beach, is so harrowing it makes The Patriot look almost kid-friendly by comparison. That is not the only respect in which Rodat's 1998 film is more grounded in reality than his 2000 one.
When I first connected the two Rodat movies, I vividly remembered the frame narrative of old James Ryan visiting a Normandy cemetery where Captain John Miller, one of the men who gave his life to save him, is buried. At the end of the film, he turns to his wife with tears in his eyes and says, "Tell me I lived a good life." It's a demand, not a question. She, of course, provides the required assurance. Charlotte Selton provides a similar assurance, unprompted, when her brother in law arrives unexpectedly with his children and absolutely covered in another man's bodily fluids. "You've done nothing to be ashamed of." Apart from the fact that Mrs. Ryan actually knows what she's talking about--she has adult children with this man and knows what kind of life he's had; Charlotte was certainly not in the woods when Benjamin Martin took his literal blood bath--the two women play very similar roles. The differences, though, overwhelm the comparison. Mrs. Ryan has spent many years with James, but they are entirely off screen. She only occupies about five minutes of total screen time, most of it observing her husband weeping at the grave of a man she's clearly never heard of. Charlotte's first appearance is about ten minutes into The Patriot's run time, and she is in its final scenes and a number of important scenes in between. She is there, and yet she has roughly the same amount of depth and development as Mrs. Ryan.
Women occupy two different roles in Saving Private Ryan: French victims displaced by the horrors of war that seek assistance and protection from American soldiers and symbols that represent the pleasures of civilian life. A majority of the main characters in the movie have a story involving a woman. One is the carelessly treated victim of a prank Ryan pulled on one of his three brothers killed in the Normandy invasion. Another is the objectified patron of Reiben's family's clothing store. Then there's the hardworking and unappreciated mother of Wade, on whom he calls as he's dying from a gunshot/morphine overdose, a callback to the unnamed American soldier who calls for his momma with his intestines spilled out on the ground during the Omaha Beach invasion. All of these women are individually important only to men who evoke their memories (Ryan's Alice Jardine isn't even that!), but they are collectively important for what they represent.
These stories about women ultimately tell us much more about the tellers than the subjects. For all we know, Alice Jardine is back in America living her best life as a factory worker, experiencing for the first time being regarded as something other than an easy lay, a girl who "fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down." Other stories reflect the men's desires and regrets from the lives they led prior to service. The one that stands out most is Captain Miller's vague description of his wife "pruning roses in my work gloves." Women wearing their husbands' clothing often carries sexual implications, but Miller's wife is her using them to care for something that belongs to her. Even sweeter is Miller's protectiveness of his wife's memory. When Ryan asks to hear more about the wife with the roses after his incredibly sexist story about Alice, Miller declines: "I keep that for me." I get the sense that he's protecting her from more than just Private Pervert. He's protecting her from Robert Rodat, whose only interest in women is what they reflect about men. What else would we expect from America's sweetheart, Tom Hanks?
There is no such protection for women in The Patriot. Apart from Charlotte Selton and Abigale, the two caretakers of Martin's children, all of the adult female Patriots are dead by the end of the movie, most of them in the church fire Colonel Tavington's men set. These women are not relegated to an idealized "back home;" they are the line of defense between the South Carolina militia and the Green Dragoons. it is only after the church burning, far too late for protection, that the militia directs any violence against the dragoons. The French women in Saving Private Ryan are presented as something of a nuisance and do not occupy a main focus, but we see some women displaced by the destruction of their homes walking tiredly alongside the Airborne unit Miller's company encounter, and Caparzo is killed by a German sniper while trying to help a French family by taking their daughter, who reminds him of his niece. The American' GIs do more to protect French women and children they have never met and will likely never see again than the militiamen do to protect their own wives and children. Moreover, the only person in Miller's company who is fighting for vengeance is Mellish, and there is a vital difference between him and the militiamen. Jewish American GIs could not have prevented the Nazis' systemic violence against European Jews.
In both of these films, women have far more value as symbols than as people, but in The Patriot they are part of the main action, portrayed by flesh and blood actresses who spend most of their screentime watching men ride away. There was ample opportunity to make them nuanced characters with hopes of their own for America's future, but Rodat and Roland Emmerich chose not to take it. The most striking similarities between the two films come in their final scenes. Martin watches the construction of his new home with his wife and children standing silently behind him, and Ryan cries over Miller's grave with his children and grandchildren standing silently behind him. Apparently for Rodat, the accumulation of silent women is the ultimate proof of a successful life.
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aktionfsa-blog-blog · 10 months
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Flusswasser aus dem Wasserhahn
"Gesundheitsgefährdend aber möglich"
In Uruguay, der "Schweiz Südamerikas" brodelt es - nein brennt es - denn zum Brodeln braucht man Wasser und das ist Mangelware. Zwar liegt die durchschnittliche Niederschlagsmenge bei 1281 mm im Jahr, während es in Deutschland nur rund 700 sind, trotzdem reicht das Trinkwasser in der Hauptstadt Montevideo und Umgebung nur noch für 3 Wochen.
Nun wird Flusswasser des Rio de la Plata zugemischt und in den Hauptwasserleitungen nach Montevideo 448 Milligramm Natrium und 734 Milligramm Chlorid pro Liter gemessen - für Kleinkinder und Babies gesundheitgefährdend.
Wo liegt das Problem?
Die von 2005 bis 2020 regierende linke Frente Amplio, hatte vor einen zweiten Staudamm zur Wasserversorgung von Montevideo zu bauen, für den sie bereits 100 Millionen US-Dollar bereitgestellt hatte. Nun regiert der konservative Präsident Luis Lacalle Pou. Der setzt lieber die Importsteuern auf Wasserflaschen aus, um den rasanten Preisanstieg für das dringend notwendige abgefüllte Wasser zu reduzieren. Steuersenkungen gegen Krisen - woher kommt dir das bekannt vor? FDP - Fahr doch Porsche!
Den zusätzlichen Staudamm hat Lacalle Pou verworfen. Stattdessen vergab er eine Konzession an private Investoren zur Wassergewinnung aus dem Rio de la Plata in dem das Wasser bereits jetzt immer weniger wird für 210 Millionen US-Dollar. Geschehen ist außer der Konzessionsvergabe nichts, aber die Investoren reiben sich schon die Hände.
Aus dem Klimawandel Profit schlagen: Den eigentlich hohen Nederschlagsmengen in Uruguay standen in den letzten vier Monaten des Jahres 2022 in ganz Südamerika nur noch halb so viele Niederschläge wie im Durchschnitt üblich gegenüber.
Wer hat denn nach 15 Jahren Frente Amplio diesen Agenten des Kapitals gewählt? Scheinbar waren auch die Linken nicht wirklich überzeugend erfolgreich bei den "Schweizern Südamerikas" ...
Mehr dazu bei https://www.tagesspiegel.de/internationales/durre-katastrophe-uruguay-mischt-fluss-mit-trinkwasser--man-kann-es-schlucken-9950178.html
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4gh0st · 2 years
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Him ♡
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virtualbunny · 1 year
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idk if you’ve done this before but headcanons for the boys when they’re jealous?? or what it takes to get them jealous???? i’ve been having jealous jackson BRAINROTTTT
Apparently I haven't done this before so lets see if I can get this correct... hopefully 😅
Miller's squad: how they get and what they do when they're jealous
! gender neutral pronouns !
John Miller:
doesn't really get jealous
perhaps if a younger person is flirting with you but that's about it
won't make a scene if he is
talks to you about it in private
probably admits he's a little jealous
Mike Horvath:
He disguises his jealousy with being "overprotective"
I don't think he gets that jealous either
maybe if someone in his friend group or anyone he's familiar with is flirting with you
if that ever happens, he'll take it personally
Daniel Jackson:
he's a confident guy
nobody really dares to flirt with you because how he gets
death starer
flips his knife in his hand or toy around with his gun when somebody starts to get to comfortable around you
whispers" do yourself a favor and stay the fuck away from my s/o"
pats the persons shoulder (hard) and gives a smile then walks away
leaving the person standing shocked and confused
Richard Reiben:
he's a big guy, probably one of the biggest in his unit
everybody knows how "aggressive" he can get and how fast for that matter
some people do dare though to flirt and be a little to touchy with you
and may the universe show them mercy because Reiben sure won't
grabs the person by the jaw, stares into their soul and half spits in their face "Touch or say ANYTHING to them again, I'll break your fucking jaw"
apologizes to you after if he gets to jealous.. even if he hates to admit it
Irwin Wade:
not really the jealous type
but sometimes it gets under his skin if the person touches you or say something promiscuous behind your back
if the person is hurt he'll passionately aggressively take care of them
like pulling the thread hard and poke them a bit aggressively with the needle if he's sewing up a wound
or aggressively twist and turn them with the excuse of "i'm just looking for bruises and wounds"
Stanley Mellish:
tbh, he gets jealous pretty fast
especially if he doesn't know that person
he's the king of insults so that's his tactic to fet them as far away from you and himself
" hey buddy, you look like a fucking testicle, so do everybody a favor and stay the fuck away from them"
waves them away with his hand like "shoo shoo, go away you pest" without batting them an eye
Timothy Upham:
doesn't really get jealous, more like.. insecure?
but he does stand up for what he doesn't like or agree with
talks to the person like a civil human being
" I don't appreciate you talking to my s/o so please stop"
when and IF it gets overboard though, lol yikes
WILL throw a few punches IF he has too
is surprisingly strong
Adrian Caparzo:
big guy 2.0
he's a confident guy as well so he doesn't feel like other people are a threat to him
he gets jealous like maybe two times half a year
blows smoke in the persons face and just says "leave" while staring at them until they eventually they do
and they do that pretty quickly
POV: Jackson's death stare
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elemiller · 1 year
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Hello boys and girls! I am Ele, and I am a little writer. this is my first book I published on Wattpad. My name is: Elebarra. Go and take a look! Below is a part of the book 👇
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Book name: Saving private Ryan.
«Look!» Jackson exclaimed looking up at the sky
I pulled away from the embrace to see better, but I didn't understand what it meant.
«Thing?» I asked looking.
«You can see Venus» he replied, pointing to a more reddish star.
«Where is it?» I asked not understanding.
«It's the planet of love, they say» he said, continuing to look at her with eyes full of wonder.
«Force. Come on» He took me by the waist and leaned me on the ledge of the bell tower, always taking care to keep me tight so as not to let me fall.
«That's it» he continued, pointing to the planet, and I finally saw it.
A small reddish dot in the midst of other dozens of billions of other glittering dots, which at that moment gave a breathtaking sight.
«How beautiful» I said, continuing to look at her.
Daniel turned his gaze back to me, while I was intent on admiring that spectacle.
«You know ...» he started again.
«In my opinion there are only two beautiful things in this war» his gaze wandered between me and the stars.
«For real?» I asked curious.
«And which?»
«The first: they are the spectacle that the stars give in the night» he said, pointing at the dotted sky.
«And ... the second ...»
I turned back to him, finding him admiring the sky.
«The second...?» I asked even more curious waiting for him to continue the sentence.
«Take a guess» he said in a fine voice as he sat down behind the railing, still holding on to my waist to keep me from falling.
I turned my whole body towards him, putting my legs back inside the bell tower.
Daniel tilted his head back slightly so that his gaze could meet mine.
His smile began to slowly fade as his face moved closer to mine.
I began to hear his heart beating fast in the distance ...
It was a magical sound.
Now I also felt my heart pounding ...
I could hear them beating together and in harmony, like music when it finds the singer's voice.
I closed my eyes, letting myself be carried away by my heart.
And in fact, when our lips met, I felt the love that books and songs had always talked about.
He was right in front of me.
In front of me as he ran his hand from my waist to my back.
And now that I think about it ... Daniel had to tilt his head all the way back so his lips could touch mine, but it didn't seem to bother them.
He pulled me from the waist to bring me back into the bell tower, I encircled his neck with my arms to follow him in his movement, and without detaching us from each other, Daniel lay down on the ground to allow me to stand on top of him.
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«Here you are! I told you!» exclaimed the sergeant, high-fiving Mellish, while Reiben continued to stare at the steeple with a look of distaste flattened on his face.
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While our lips played with each other, not even our hands could stay still, so Daniel stroked me continuously, running his index finger on my spine under the shirt, giving me a thrill of pleasure.
While I stroked his cheeks, ending up with my hands in his blond hair.
Then Daniel came to caress the bare right arm, I had an old scar from an accident that took place with my brothers and a bit of fire. That feeling reminded me of my brothers.
I broke away from that precious moment, and went back to look at Daniel under me with a sad look.
Apparently he immediately understood my state of mind, and he said:
«I know you miss them ...» he continued to stroke my scar, then he looked at me and stroked my cheek with the other, placing a lock of hair behind my ear.
He was right ... I really missed them ... But as I tried, I couldn't see their faces in my mind.
They had become just faceless people wandering through my memories.
Daniel looked up at the sky, returning to admire the stars.
«You know ...» he said.
«I like to think that every star we see is a loved one, watching over us. And may the wind be a caress of him» he looked back at me.
I smiled at him and gave him a kiss to the mold, which left his lips with a snap.
Daniel moved his gaze again to the arm where I kept the scar still visible, stroked and kissed it.
His lips touched the burnt layer of the scar just like a caress, a caress that went beyond his skin, and reached his heart.
As he ran my lips from the scar to his entire arm, I rested my head on his neck.
Then, as if he had given me a nod, he stopped kissing the scar, and he brought my hand to his lips, kissing it softly.
I returned with a smile, and after which with the same softness of him I gave him a small and soft kiss at the end of the mask, under the ear hole.
I felt him shiver, so he encouraged me to continue moving gently towards my chest, finishing with one last kiss on the collarbone, before resting his head on his chest.
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lenabob · 2 years
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Could you please do some headcanons for Richard Reiben flirting with a shy reader? Like he’s really into them, but they panic every time he flirts. So they panic all the time because he totally would be the type to constantly flirt
Hello love I’m sooo sorry it took me so long to respond 😭😭😭 I have been so busy with school lately but that’s No excuse… On with the show
So we all know Reiben
He is the type of guy who flirts with you annoyingly
like he won’t stop
He is a cocky son of you know what when he sees you blush
but unluckily for you, you blush all the time
and that makes him flirt even harder
and that makes you even more nervous
it’s not like you don’t like him
it’s just you never really got that kind of attention when you were younger by boys in hs
you kind of don’t believe it
Bc he is known for being a flirt
so you start avoiding him
like he walks towards you run away
or if you are in the same room and he doesn’t see you, you hide behind a desk
But one day he stops you
And you can see that he is nervous
he’s never nervous
“y/n have you been avoiding me?”
you can’t believe he notices because you thought he was just doing it because of his big ego
and you kind of tell him straight up that you have been
and that’s when he stops and asks why you have been
and that’s when the man is too stunned to speak
like this is the first time he doesn’t have a response for something
And then after a few minutes he laughs and says “y/n why wouldn’t you think i wouldn’t like you, you are the bees-knees.” (sorry that was cringe)
And now it’s your time to be stunned
“is there any way I can show you how much you mean to me?”
and you can fill in the rest
I hope you enjoyed it!
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zh0re · 2 years
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I was watching Saving Private Ryan for like the millionth time and I got to the part where Wade tells Reiben to smell an injured leg to see if it’s “south of cheese” and I was like wtf is that and apparently it means that if an infection smells worse than bad cheese, the body part that’s infected needs to be amputated. 
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