#Goerge luz

[joenotexotic99]

Cooking for Easy Company pt 1

Masterlist

Joseph liebgott

-Liebgott worshipes you head to toe. And you wanted to return some of his kindness by making him dinner. It was good in thought but not so much in execution. Your attempts at making dinner the way you wanted wasn't going so well. Most likely by the end you still wanted to do something nice. Yet the kitchen was a mess and you were getting frustrated. Plus joe was close to being home. When he saw what you attempted to to he immediately took you in his arms and kissing the top of your head before helping clean up and make an easy dish with you that you enjoyed on the comfort of your couch.

"I wanted to do something nice for you"

"Sweetheart you letting me be your man is all the kindness I need"

Goerge luz

- it was on a weekend. And the smell of his mom's recipe brought him down to the kitchen. Seeing what you're doing immediately puts a huge grin to his face. He wasn't great in the kitchen but good for him, you told that you wanted to do this for him as a nice surprise. He still didn't leave your side. He narrated what you were doing. The lighthearted commentary helped reduce the stress of trying to live up to his mom's cooking abilities.

"Chef looks like my mom has some competition"

Dick Winters

- I feel like you would make him breakfast. Winters gets up way before you do. Downs 2 cups of coffee before getting to work. You wanted for him to actually eat something other than caffeine. It was Saturday morning, he sat next to you reading today's newspaper whilst he drunk coffee number who knows. You kissed his cheek and told him to stay in bed. You made him a basic American breakfast. Bacon, eggs, toast. Nothing super fancy. You handed him the plate along with some oj. Winters fell in love with you all over again.

"Jesus, how did I get so lucky?"

David Webster

- You probably found him to be the one cooking. The man adores you and wanted to be the one who cooked that day's dinner. He's been reading recipes and 'how to cook for dummies' books. You sat on one of the bar stools in your shared kitchen and you two talked about your days. You gave him tips and pointers as he cooked.

"Baby you need more seasonings then that"

"Are you sure?"

"Positive"

Babe heffron

- this man's poor heart lit up with joy when he saw what you were doing. Yet so did his stomach. He would sit and watch you cook. He would often steal bites of your culinary delights. Hehe that rhymed. And you would constantly slap his hands away. He would give you the biggest puppy dog eyes ever.

"If you keep up you won't be hungry when it's finished"

"But it's sooo goood"

#band of brothers headcanon #band of brothers fanfic #band of brothers #band of brothers x reader #joe liebgott #Joseph liebgott x reader #Goerge luz #dick winters #richard winters #dick winters x reader #David Webster #David Webster x reader #babe heffron #babe heffron x reader #george luz x reader

[david-sharkthot-webster]

Martin: How do you guys act as support? I just wanna barge in and punch some krauts, how can you guys just stay back and not help?

Luz: Bad at punching.

Webster: Scared.

Babe: Bad at punching and scared.

#band of brothers #incorrect band of brothers quotes #johnny martin #goerge luz #david webster #babe heffron

[leolupus]

Why wait? ☺️

Note: I did some thinking, and at first I was going to follow the canon timeline for Harry; but I like the idea of him being as old as the Blight twins. And because this is an au, I decided to make the Harry Potter series timeline fit with The Owl House. Meaning that everything in the Wizardry world that has happened takes place in an addition of 23 years. For example, Harry is born in 2003 instead of 1980, marauders’ era happened in 1983 instead of 1960, and the events of Fantastic Beasts happens in 1949 instead of 1926. I hope y’all don’t mind.

Here’s some Headcanons of Harry and Luz.

Considering that Harry is Eda’s first student, Luz look up to Harry. To Luz, Harry shows that humans in their realm can perform magic. (Harry truthfully doesn’t have the heart to tell her that his parents were a witch and wizard in their realm)

The two have a sibling dynamic, Harry is definitely the overprotective brother who would hurt anyone that dares harm Luz.

Luz met Harry once summer started for him. Eda told Luz she had to do something in the human realm and that she’ll be right back. When she came back, she was not alone. Following her through the door is Harry, who was excited to met the new member of The Owl Family.

Luz ask Harry all types of questions once she learned that he was a wizard in the human realm, and here’s some to name a few:

“Why did you chose to go to Hogwarts instead of Hexside?”

“What is Hogwarts like?”

“When did you made Owlstein?”

“When did you meet Eda?”

Just simple questions that curious Luz is about magic.

Harry does try to teach Luz magic from the human realm. It doesn’t go well since Luz can only perform magic with glyphs (for now of course, who knows what the future brings).

Harry’s not sure how Luz is able to do magic, but he does have some theories about it. Perhaps it’s because they’re in the demon realm; or that Luz has a family member down the line who is a squib.

Harry can definitely tell that Amity has a crush on Luz, and can’t help but laugh at how obviously Luz is to it.

Luz teaches Harry Spanish and once he gets the hang of it, the two just having private conversations with each other that confuses everyone around them. It’s literally a secret language between the two.

Since Harry is the oldest and being the ‘responsible’ one, he volunteers to watch over Luz’s sleepover with Willow and Gus. All he did was make sure nothing happens to them, and was surprised at the three’s ability to conjure The Owl House.

Harry, even though he despite Snape, still enjoys potions and is Luz’s teacher for it. He teaches her both realm’s style, meaning field trip to Diagon Alley for ingredients together!

Luz, under the disguises of being a squib, also gets to meet Fred and George when The Owl Family went to visit the Weasley’s Wizardry Wheezes. Which Eda definitely gave the Twins some suggests for new products and the two were gladly to accept advice from another Troublemaker like them.

Harry thought about seeing if Luz would be able to get a wand, but decided against it because he wants her to feel the joy of making her own Palisman like he did when the time comes.

Extra

The Covention was interesting because Harry finally get to met his Aunt Lilith; and because he was wearing a bandanna that covers his ears, she was under the expression that he was a witch and not a human like Luz.

Lilith was also shocked that not only did Eda has two apprentices, but one of them is her adopted nephew.

Lilith: “When were you going to tell me that I had a nephew?”

Eda: “You never asked.”

Speaking of covention, here’s Harry’s reaction when he was told that Luz challenges Amity to a witches duel:

Harry, overprotective brother mode: “You don’t challenge someone to a witches duel with only knowing one spell! What were you thinking?!”

Very disappointed; but this does remind him to the time his ‘rival’ challenged him to a duel despite being in his first year.

#harry potter #the owl house #eda adopts harry #eda clawthorne #lilith clawthorne #luz nuceda #fred and goerge weasley #harry potter au #harry adopted au

[marvelmymarvel]

Don’t Be Stupid

Part 2/2

George Luz x Marshall!Reader

Synopsis: When George comes back from the bar drunk and proclaiming that you were cheating on him with your best friend Lieb, you find out who told him such lies. And you go to confront them.

Catch Up: Part 1

You sat at the little vanity, brushing your hair out so you could put it in a ponytail. George was changing quietly behind you. He wished that he couldn't remember what happened last night. You hadn't talked to him since, and it was killing him. “Can we talk-” but the glare that you sent him in the mirror made him stop as your hands stilled, hair in the formation of a ponytail, but you let it go. Turning around you gave him the death look, “and what could we possibly talk about George... Your mean words??? You thinking that I was cheating on you with my best friend??? You ACTUALLY believing Cobb when you know full well that he is upset because I turned him down?? What would you like to talk about first, hmmm?” You ranted as your anger got the best of you. His face fell as he began to feel like his words wouldn't make a difference. He sat down on the bed quietly. His back was to you and you saw his head go into his hands as he rubbed at his eyes and jaw in anguish. He fucked up. He was stupid for thinking such things. But the question was. Would you forgive him? You turned back, not feeling bad for his distress at all. Tying your hair up, you stood swiftly. Grabbing your helmet, you walked towards the door. Stopping you looked over at George whos back was still facing you. Sighing quietly to yourself, you set the helmet down. ‘Enough was enough’. You could hear your fathers voice echo in your ears. ‘When a man’s had enough, he's had enough. We have feelings too’ your father used to preach to you whenever you used to hit a boy that looked at you wrong. That's why you stopped yourself from punching Cobb, he had enough just from your anger. And by the way Goerge was beating himself up, he had enough too. You dropped down in front of him as he brought his face out of his hand. “Why would you think such things,” you asked softly as you put your hands on his knees to steady yourself as you plopped onto your ass. You looked up at him with soft eyes as he looked down at you with sad ones. “Don't you know how much I love you, George?” You questioned, it came out cracked as you got choked up. You loved this man, more than anything. George leaned back, looking up at the ceiling as he blinked away the tears that were forming in his eyes, but you saw them, and you were beside him in a second. Cupping his cheeks, you brought his face down to yours. “George Luz” you whispered before putting your head to his. He sniffled as a tear fell and you just wiped it away with your thumb. “I love you more than life itself” you started as you kissed his nose sweetly. “I would never cheat on you. And I will never leave you” you finished as you pecked his lips. “Just please......” You begged as he looked at guiltily, “Please never ever believe those men again, none of them, especially Cobb.” you gripped his cheeks harder and he nodded. “I’m sorry Y/n” He croaked out and you smiled softly at him before pecking his cheeks where the tear stains were, “I forgive you. I always will.”

tags:

@hell-itwasyou @desired-love-

#george luz imagine #george luz imagines #band of brothers imagines #band of brothers imagine #band of brothers

[revista-aisthesis]

A luz e seus truques – Notas sobre os irmãos Skladanowsky e o cinema das origens

As artes i já consolidaram a experiência do espetáculo e o espetáculo através de artistas e artistas criados e apresentados por mágicos e técnicos da área. Em simultâneo, as imagens de registro do mundo gradativo nos dispositivos para projetar ou, como a lanterna mágica, que fossem o registro do antigo paleolítico, como o visto o antigo paleolítico de fato possível. Dessa forma, o caminho para o desenvolvimento do Cinema vinha sendo traçados eras antes e a luz do refinamento tecnológico, a tradição do ilusionismo ancestral em brincar com uma transformação como as últimas finais de 1800 em um ambiente produtivo para o início do Cinema como uma arte nova.

Muito se fala respeito dos filmes Lumière e sua célebre exibição de A chegada do trem à estação , que figura como um mito fundador do cinema das origens firmado numa série de impactos visuais. momento, o que recebia todos os olhares contestados numa revisão de contexto e a reação do fantasma da exibição histórica – o dispositivo apavorado de olhar para o cinema – o cinematógrafo da visão transforma-o histórico – o dispositivo apavorado de olhar – Cinema da revisao histórica. Pouco se olha para o Bioscópio, invenção alemã dos irmãos Sknowsky que procurava competir com a novidade francesa, mas que não obteve o mesmo sucesso – apesar da série de produções relevantes dos irmãos. Talvez por isso, e almejando referenciar seus contemporâneos, Wim Wenders busca trazer o olhar sobre essa narrativa à parte da história. Em Um truque da Luz, Wenders revisita belamente, numa proposta documental-ficcional híbrida, os arquivos de Max, Emil e Eugen Skladanowsky, enquanto conversa com a filha Lucie – romanceada como criança na ficção e entrevistada aos 91 anos. O filme mostra os exercícios dos irmãos criar o primeiro capaz de projetar, e digase, em formato grande, imagens em movimento, oito quadros por segundo.  

Os filmes dos irmãos Skladanowsky ressoava aquilo que estava presente na atmosfera da virada do século e que foi intitulado por Tom Gunning como cinema das atrações . Os mais conhecidos The Boxing Kangoroo e The Wrestling Match encarnam a estética desse cinema que visa mobilizar a curiosidade do espectador, por isso sua ligação com os movimentos anteriores de ilusionismo. Para além do espaço cênico do, a referência citada circense teatro esteve presente nos filmes do período, principalmente em nomes que se consagraram através de truques, como Goerges Méliès e, posteriormente, Charles Chaplin e Buster Keaton. Esta dose de prazer escópico 1surge de uma fusão entre uma surpresa da ilusão e a referência do mundo conhecida, produzindo choques sensoriais2 que provocam emoções, sensações e mobilizam ideias. Assim, bem os primeiros filmes vêm à tona na tremenda, engenharia dos truques se aprimorou o cinema num engenho onde pintar com a luz é um espaço criativo de infinitas possibilidades.

1 . Tom Gunning Capítulo II, A Estética das Atrações – O Cinema das Origens e o Espectador (in)Crédulo – Uma Estética do Espanto;

2 .Descritos por Walter Benjamin em A Obra de Arte na Era de Sua Reprodutibilidade Técnica .

Por Diana Seelaender.

#cinema #crítica #filme #skladanowsky #a trick of the lig #wim wenders #cinema de atrações #cinema das origens #um truque de luz

[himbowelsh]

"SURPRISE BITCH" yells George as Joe opens the wardrobe door of their room. At that point it's not even a shock, Joe just accepts his fate with a sigh and grunts as Goerge's small but muscular body slams into him. They fall on the floor with a loud noise. George's arms grab at him and he manages to tackle him onto the floor. "I am surprised," says Joe when George grins at him from his torso where he's sprawled. George huffs and rolls off him. "Do not tempt me, Joe," George says, winking.

George stops the tackling game for a week, and Joe gets confused and,if he's honest with himself, a little sacred. George is planning something, he can feel it. One monday, Joe can't find George anywhere when he comes back from work. He waits for him, sweating, calling for him in the apartment. Joe can feel the tackling attack, he fricking knows that George will get to him. He needs a beer, and stat.

Just as he makes his way into the kitchen, he extends his arm to open the cupboard for the beer glasses, and just as he opens the door- "SURPRISE BIIIITCH" George Luz yells, scaring the hell out of Joe, who screams as George pounces on him, tackling him on the ground. Joe's heart is hammering into his chest. "What the fuck?" he asks, his voice a little high. "How did you fit in there?" George just winks and gets up fast, letting Joe to catch his breath on the floor.

"Wouldn't you like to know," George smirks and leaves, leaving Joe looking at the ceiling, astonished by what just happened. (THE END??? IM SORRY GEORGE LUZ GETTING OUT OF A FREAKING CUPBOARD TO SCARE JOE IS JUST SO IN CHARACTER IM WODNDJAHW)

oh my GOSh this was a wonderful thing to wake up to this morning

i love luz just AMBUSHING him, and joe’s sweating bc he doesn’t know where he’s gonna come from or how, only that he is and it’s inevitable

this is perfect

#luztoye #i laughed so freaking hard at this #jim-bones-spock

[inovaniteroi]

Serena disputará sua 10ª final de Wimbledon, 10 meses após dar à luz

Serena Williams está cada vez mais perto de chegar ao oitavo título em Wimbledon. Nesta quinta-feira (12), a norte-americana bateu a alemã Julia Goerges (13ª do ranking) por 2 sets a 0, parciais de 6/2 e 6/4, na quadra central, em 1h09, e está na final do torneio.

Com o resultado, Serena Williams, que teve bebê há 10  meses, enfrentará a alemã Angelique Kerber, que bateu Jelena Ostapenko por duplo 6/3, mais cedo. Elas reeditarão a final de 2016, vencida por 2 sets a 0 pela norte-americana, dona de sete títulos em Wimbledon.

Bastou a norte-americana quebrar um serviço para desestabilizar a adversária. Sabendo da força e dos recursos de Williams, Goerges passou a forçar os saques. A estratégia, porém, não foi bem executada, e ela entregou o primeiro set a Serena. Depois, a americana explorou os erros da adversária, hesitou quando teve a chance de sacar para o jogo, mas logo chegou à vitória com nova quebra de serviço.

Serena Williams soma, agora, 20 jogos sem perder na grama sagrada. Depois do título de 2016, ela esteve fora do maior campeonato de tênis do mundo no ano passado, quando estava grávida. Este é o melhor desempenho da tenista após o nascimento de sua primeira filha, Alexis Olympia.

Em paralelo à retomada da melhor forma física, Serena Williams vai, naturalmente, ganhando posições no ranking. Número 182 do mundo antes do Grand Slam britânico, ela já garantiu uma ascensão de 80 colocações. Se vencer a alemã Angelique Kerber em sua décima final na competição, pode retornar ao top-20. Com informações da  Folhapress.

Fonte: Noticias ao Minuto

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[running-curahee]

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[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

[marvelmymarvel]

War Is No Place...

Part 4/9

George Luz x Medic!Marshall!Reader (Fixed and in Love)

Joseph Liebogtt x Medic!Marshall!Reader (One-Sided, Sorry)

Eugene “Doc” Roe x Medic!Marshall!Reader (One-Sided)

Synopsis: You had your eyes on George Luz since day one. Quickly, you fell in love with one another, but you soon realized that war is no place for a lot of things. Mainly, though, its no place for love.

Trigger Warning: Panic attack. Extreme fucking angst

A/N: I don't know what happened. I hope you liked it. I’m releasing this now, and I’m gonna write a sweet little Malarkey one before I get back to my school work. Kisses love.

You snuggled closer to George’s side. You could feel Joe glaring at you from across the way, but you didn't care. You loved George. You always have. You always will. You inhaled sharply as a blast of wind hit your already cold face. Shoving your face more into Georges' neck, he hissed at the new cold feeling but pulled you in closer to keep you warm. Your one arm was wrapped across his stomach and the hand traveled under his jacket and to his back where it was gripping tightly onto his shirt. Your other hand was shoved deep into one of his pockets as you tried your hardest to get warm. Poor baby, you thought as you looked up at a very very cold George. 

You pulled your face out to give him some warmth but then another strong wind came by and you hid your face immediately once more. “I’m sorry, baby I’m cold” you whimpered out and he just pulled you closer to him. He didn't mind. He missed you. To him, your cold face being pressed into his warm neck was, well,

Heaven.

Joe rolled his eyes but George just ignored it, not really in the mood to deal with a hot head when you were freezing in his arms.

His arms. 

That's all that mattered to him. The truck stopped finally and you were all advised that you had to walk into Bastogne’s forest. And then you saw them. All of the men retreating, you stood wide-eyed on the truck bed, just watching them. They looked disheveled and defeated. Something you rarely ever saw. “Baby” you heard George call out from below on the ground. You looked down at him and he just motioned for you to come down. Nodding, you headed towards the end of the truck where he helped you down, pulling you close into his chest, he rubbed his hands on your back to try and warm you up. “They’re retreating” you whispered out into his ear. He simply nodded at you before kissing your temple, “Hell awaits us. But we have each other” he muttered and you just nodded softly. He was right. Hell did await you. You just didn't realize it would break you.

You stood, shivering above Gene as he looked at something on the ground. “Genie we have to find morphine” you trembled out as you squatted down next to him. You couldn't see what he was looking at, he wouldn't let you see. But he stood up quickly and motioned for you to follow him. It was cold. No. It was freezing. The only comfort you seemed to get was when you were in George’s arms at night or while your bodies were pressed together as you tried other ways to get warm. Both brought comfort and warmth. You missed him. Missed his body. Missed his smile and laugh. The way his body pressed to yours, made you feel safe in this damn forest. Kisses hungry and hands wandering. That time with George was magical. It was heaven. 

It was-

“Y/n” Eugene hissed out as you snapped out of your daze. Gene just stared at you as you blushed at the vivid thoughts you were having of you and George’s fun times together. “Sorry” you croaked out before scratching your neck sheepishly. Clearing your throat, you realized then that you were walking while you were zoned out and you were back at the camp. You were trying hard to find morphine, but you didn't have any luck. It was getting darker and you were getting tired. 

For once. 

Eugene could see your eyes droop a little as you walked and he stopped you by grabbing your arm. You turned back lazily and he frowned at you before cupping your cheek and examining your weak features. Your bags were huge and dark. You looked sick. “How have you been sleeping Y/n?” he whispered before stepping forward into your space.  “Who’s sleep? I’ve never heard of her” you joked out and he just looked at you plainly. “You need to go sleep, or you’re going to crash” he whispered out and you just glared at him. “I wish I could sleep, but everyone keeps screaming for a medic-” 

“Then I’ll take care of it... You sleep” he cut you off before letting you go and backing up a little. Your eyebrows scrunched up at his distance before you heard footsteps behind you. 

You turned slowly and smiled weakly at George. While you didn't show it, due to the sleep deprivation, your heart raced as he seemed to warm you from the inside out. All from just his presence. “Luz, I need her to stay in your guys' foxhole until she gets a full nights sleep. Doctors orders” Eugene stated before trailing off and eyeing you. George came up behind you and wrapped an arm around your waist. Your lip trembled as George nodded at Docs words. “I’ll make sure she sleeps soundly Doc” George whispered out as he pulled you away, “Gene” You called out before pulling out of Georges' arms. Running full speed to your best friend, you flew into his arms, holding him tightly. You both had gone through some tough times recently, the only thing holding you two together was each other. While George made you forget about the fight going on outside of the hole, Eugene calmed you when you were out in the middle of it. You helped him in the same way. You pecked his cheek sweetly before pulling back. “Take care of yourself” you whimpered out and he just nodded before pushing you back to George softly. He wasn't upset about you kissing Genes cheek. He knew that Gene was like a brother to you, and that was it. But George knew how Eugene felt about you. Eugene averted eye contact with a glaring Goerge before walking away. You grabbed George’s arm before pulling him towards the foxhole you shared. You didn't know that night would change everything. 

“It meant nothing” you growled quietly as you hunched lowly to the ground and searched through your bag for a blanket. He just scoffed behind you and you stopped searching. Feeling your blood boil, but you suppressed a blow up that would shake the ground around you. So, you continued to search for the blanket. 

“You know he likes you right.” 

You ignored him as you found the blanket and you pulled it out of the bag. You knew Eugene had feelings for you, at one time, you did as well. But not anymore. You loved George. He scoffed at your silence as he stood up and towered over you. 

“Of course you do, that's why you’re fucking him behind my back-” You slammed your blanket down angrily before whirling on your toes and standing up swiftly. Your chests were pressed together as you stood your ground. “You sick fuck” you growled out before shoving him back by the shoulders to lessen the space in case you felt the need to swing a fist. Joe really was wearing off on you. “How dare you even think that I would cheat on you” you snarled out. “Am I wrong to think such things when you kiss another mans cheek-”

“I KISSED HIS CHEEK NOT HIS DICK YOU ASSHOLE” you screamed out and many heads popped out of their foxholes at the sound of you screaming. “Y/n!” Lip hissed to you and you just inhaled sharply before shaking your head. Grabbing the blanket off of the ground where you threw it, you climbed out of the hole. “Where the hell do you think you’re going” he growled out as he grabbed your ankle. He didn't mean to hurt you. He just wanted you to stay and your ankle was the only thing that he could grab. It caused you to slip as you tripped and fell onto the ground. Your yelp came out quietly but it made his heart stop beating as you brought up your bleeding hand where you scratched it on a rock that was hidden under the snow. It wasn't bleeding that heavily, but it wasn't a scratch. You stood up angrily as George’s face softened. “I’m so sorry, baby I’m sorry I didn't mean for that... I’m... Oh my God, I’m so sorry-”

“FUCK OFF” you snapped down at him before kicking the hand away that tried to grab your foot. You turned swiftly and stormed off to another foxhole as George just stood there dumbfounded. What did he just do? All of this, over his jealousy. 

You approached the one foxhole you knew you were welcome at the most. You dropped down to your knees next to the edge of the covered hole. You were still holding your bleeding hand, “Lieb” you whispered out quietly. You were trying so hard not to wake the other men, even though they were all awake after your screaming match with George. “Lieb” you called out a little louder, you heard a groan before the tarp was pulled back. You climbed in and he rubbed his eyes in confusion, “What the hell happened to you?” he asked suddenly as he saw the blood. He leaped forward and grabbed your hand, examining the nasty cut in the moonlight. “Ow Joe” you whispered out as he manhandled your hand, trying hard to see how bad it was. You pulled your hand away and opened your bag with your other hand to see if you could wrap it up. He watched you expectantly, wanting to know who did this to you. But you never opened your mouth. You found a rag and began to clean it off. Grabbing the gauze, you put the end in your mouth to start unraveling it. He chuckled before grabbing it from your teeth. “I got ya” he whispered out before starting to wrap your hand. You felt courage, maybe you could confide in him. He was one of your best friends after all. “George and I got into a fight” you breathed out as you looked at the wall beside his head. He stopped wrapping and looked up at you slowly. Truthfully, he could hear you two in the distance, but he prayed you coming to him bloody was from a different instance. “Did he touch you” Joe snarled out as he gripped your wrist tightly. Your eyes snapped to his and you shook your head. “It was a mistake, he didn't mean to hurt me-”

“But he did” Joe cut you off before gripping your wrist even harder. You knew he wasn't doing this because he was mad at you, but it still hurt. “Ow” you grumbled out and he let you go before whispering an apology. Silence filled the hole as he finished the wrapping. He felt the courage rise in his chest, and he was about to take his chance.

“He doesn't deserve you. Y/n” Joe whispered before he got closer. Your face scrunched up in confusion but you thought no differently of his proximity, more so his words. “What do you mean?” you mumbled out and he just snarkily chuckled, “Who deserves me then?” you asked as you cocked your head. You were clueless. You didn't mean for it to seem suggestive, you were relatively curious about who he thought you deserved. You realized though, that your words were not something to say. 

“Me” he whispered out before crashing his lips onto yours. Your eyes were wide in shock and you didn't move your lips, but your hands moved fast. Shoving him back you stood swiftly, breathing heavily as you felt the guilt fill your body. You didn't mean to lead him on. You thought it was fun and games before. Shaking your head down at him, you touched your lips in shock. “I’m sorry Joe” you whispered out before shakily grabbing your bag that fell off your shoulder. He looked heartbroken as you sat back against the wall. “Get out” he growled and your lip trembled in sadness. “Joe I really am sorry that I made you thin-” “GET. OUT.” he screamed up at you and you scrambled out quickly. Racing over back to your hole, you felt like the whole world was crashing down. You lifted up the tarp that was covering the hole and jumped in before closing it. 

“Y/n-” George whispered out in surprise before you dropped down to your knees, sobbing as you grabbed his face. “I’m so sorry” you cried out before pressing your face to his. You wanted to kiss him. But you felt so dirty. George grew confused but held you close as you cried and cried and cried into his neck. You were heartbroken, you felt so untrue. The sobs that came out of your mouth were ragged and uneven. Your chest felt heavy as you gripped onto him like he would disappear any second now. Because he might. “Joe kissed me, George’ you whimpered out frantically against his skin. Gripping onto you harder, his heart broke. You lifted your face out of his neck and looked at him in fear. He knew you were afraid of losing him. You didn't know that he had the same fear of losing you. “I didn't kiss him back, a-a-and I pushed him away G-G-George I-I-I promise, p-p-please don't leave me I’m so-so-sorry” you tried to get out but you were hyperventilating causing the words to come out jagged and somewhat incoherent. But he heard you loud and clear. Your heart was breaking as you felt the anxiety bubbling up in your chest. You were going to lose him. You fell back onto your bottom as you hid your face into your hands, you were gasping for breath and George finally snapped out of his daze. Springing forward, he wrapped you in his arms. “I’m not gonna leave you baby girl. I’m not going anywhere” he cooed out softly as you just kept sobbing, but this time in his shoulder instead of your hands. He moved you so he could sit and you could cuddle into him. He pulled the blanket up to your neck as you laid in his arms, finally calming down in his embrace. Eventually, with his sweet words and calming hands trailing up and down your back, you fell asleep. 

“MEDIC!” You heard a scream as you jolted up in the bed, flying out of it you hit the hardwood floor. Gasping for breath as you heard the fireworks going off outside. You looked at the clock.

3:00 AM.

Inhaling sharply, you moved your hand to your stomach which was rather large now that the baby was almost due. 

July 4th, 1947.

You kept breathing, trying to calm yourself as you reminded yourself that you were no longer in Bastogne, you were no longer in danger. Those fireworks were just fireworks. Not bombs that could kill you or George any second. 

“Y/n” George whispered out as he kneeled behind you, wrapping his warm arms around you as his hands went to your swollen belly as well. He kissed down your shoulder sweetly as he felt you calm down in his arms. “They were screaming for me” you silently cried out and he just nodded against your neck before pressing a kiss to it. “We aren't in Bastogne anymore... You and little one are safe. I’m safe. I will keep you both safe.” he whispered out before turning you so you could look at him straight on. “Don't forget your other little one” you whispered out cheekily and he just smiled before looking at the crib in the corner where your first baby girl laid, silently sleeping. “I’ll keep you all safe. Forever” he whispered out while turning back to you and cupping your cheek lovingly. Your baby girl then began to stir and cry, you looked at him tiredly and he just nodded before pressing his lips to your forehead. “I'll get her love, go rest” he started before helping you up. He stopped your retreat before pulling you back to him. His one hand on your stomach and the other on your cheek. “I will always be here” he muttered out sweetly.

“I love-”

But his voice cut out, his mouth only moving. “What” you whispered out. He started to fade away as you desperately grasped onto him. “GEORGE” You screamed as you grabbed your belly only to find no bump there. The room began to fade into darkness as you whirled to the crib, where the cry distorted into something more masculine. You opened your mouth to scream for his name, but nothing came out. 

“MEDIC” 

Your eyes snapped open as you jolted forward in the hole. “Y/N!” Someone screamed out and you climbed out of the hole desperately. “Y/n wait! Doc said-”

“FUCK DOC” You growled out before dashing towards the cries. The babies cries echoed in your ears the harder you ran, your hand went to your stomach as you approached the man who was crying out to you. While having your own baby was nice, one of your babies was currently bleeding out. Flying down to their side, you ripped open their shirt right as Doc slid in next to you. “What did I say damn it” he growled angrily as he began to help you stop the bleeding. “Not now” you snapped up at him before turning back to the man as he took over while you soothed the poor soldier. You injected morphine into the man and managed to get him over to the jeep in time for Spina to ride with him into Bastogne. You looked at Eugene as the jeep pulled away before looking at the ground. Your hand was still on your stomach as if it was somehow trying to find the bump that you prayed was there. “Why are you feeling your stomach, are you hurt?” he pressed as he moved closer and grabbed your hand, pulling it away to check you. You were fine. But that babies cry haunted you. “Whats going on y/n” he whispered out finally before wrapping an arm across your shoulders. You shook your head before dropping your hand and looking up at him. “I had a dream” you stated as you started past him and towards your hole. He caught up to you and you sighed knowing he wouldn’t leave until you told him what it was about. You stopped before turning to him. “I was pregnant, with George’s baby. And we had another baby girl in a crib. It was peaceful...” you whispered out shakily as a smile formed on your lips at the mere thought of having a child with the man you loved. Eugene’s eyes crinkled and he smiled at you sweetly as you two began to walk. You looked at the ground and he finally piped up. “It's a good thing you aren't though” he commented and you looked at him plainly before he explained what he meant. 

“War is no place for a baby... Y/n” he whispered out quietly as you two approached your hole. 

You nodded at him before kneeling to grab the tarp, but he grabbed your arm softly. You looked up at him and he just smiled softly “Now please, get some sleep.” he begged and you nodded. He let you go before taking off towards his hole. You lifted the tarp and got in to find a worried George. “Jesus Christ” he whispered out but you just climbed into his arms and hid your face in his neck. Trying so hard to warm back up. He would normally press, but he knew that it wasn't the time or place. “What time is it,” you asked sleepily as he pulled the blanket to cover you up. “Um..” he began as he lifted his wrist “3 am” he commented softly before enclosing you once more in his arms. He didn't see your face, but your eyes snapped open at the thought of the dream. It was 3 am there. A beautiful dream, warm bed and the love of your life next to you. But it wasn't real. You reminded yourself over and over again as you simply closed your eyes once more and cuddled into him more. You were calm for a couple of minutes, and then a thought occurred to you making your world rock and your night sleepless.

When was the last time you had your period?

tags: @hell-itwasyou @desired-love-​

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