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bowdre · 6 months

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Dear, Don. My beloved

February 7th, 1942.

Dear, Don. My beloved.

You haven't been gone for very long, but it already feels like a lifetime. The baby moves a lot, I think it misses it's daddy more than I do. I'll be sure to write you as soon as I give birth.

How are you? Are they treating you okay? You've always been a strong man, I have not a doubt you'll be okay. Please, try not to think about the accident too much. About your brother, God rest his soul. He would want you to carry on, he was never a vengeful person.

I miss you terribly. The house is so lonely. My dad and brother came by to finish painting the nursery and building the crib. Alex tried to enlist in the Army after you went away, but because of his eyesight he wasn't approved. I have a feeling he envies you, because you get to fight for America. But he's only 19, so naive still.

I'm sure you're very busy, I won't eat up any more of your time.

I love you so very much, Don. Be safe out there, wherever you are.

Your beloved, Susannah.

February 20th, 1942.

Dear, Susannah. My beautiful wife.

No words can express how much I miss you and our baby. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you, and the mistakes I made.

I haven't touched a drop of alcohol since the accident.

My crewmates are named Boyd, Gary, Gordo and Red. We call Boyd Bible, since he was in divinity college before he was drafted. Gary is called Grady and Red prefers his nickname over his real name.

We are being shipped to Africa. My crew fights in a tank, I'm the sergeant. We call the tank Fury. The guys found your picture when I accidently left it in the tank. They say you are quite beautiful.

I love you more than anything, my darling, Susannah. Take care of yourself and our baby.

Your beloved, Don.

March 10th, 1942.

Dear, Don. My beloved.

I gave birth today, to a healthy and happy baby girl. Her name is Anastasia Grace Collier. She weights 6 pounds and 2 ounces. My parents are here, my mother will stay with me for a few weeks to help with Ana. Your parents haven't visited or called.

I hope I can go home soon. It hurts to walk. I wish you were here.

How are you? How's Africa? I bet it's hotter than the sun. Try and make sure you boys are eating and drinking water, though I can't imagine it's easy.

I try not to imagine the conditions you're in. My sweet husband, you don't deserve this. Come home to me, I beg you. Baby Ana deserves to meet her father.

Much love to you and your crew.

Your beloved, Susannah.

May 5th, 1942

Dear, Susannah. My beautiful wife.

Anastasia Grace, my beautiful daughter is very lucky to have such a wonderful mother. I wish I could hold you both right now.

There's word we'll be leaving Africa soon, but no one truly knows. It's hot here, disgustingly hot. I can't seem to find the words to tell you much else than that.

Bible says he'll pray for you and our baby girl. He also says he prays for our crew to all go home. He means well, but ever since the accident I find it hard to believe in faith. Though, I hope you continue going to Sunday Church. I do miss the church, it always reminds me of our wedding day.

How long are these dear babe letters supposed to be?

I miss you.

Your beloved, Don.

April 10th, 1942.

Dear, Don. My beloved.

Ana is growing like a weed, and she smiles a lot. She cries all night, I'm not quite sure what to do with her during those hours. I fear she'll get sick, my momma says it'll happen eventually.

My dad was in the hospital, I think it had something to do with his lungs. Those damned factories, he ought to retire.

I don't have much free time, my love. Ana is a full time job. I hope you're doing well, I miss you more than anything.

Your beloved, Susannah.

May 30th, 1942.

Dear, Susannah. My beautiful wife.

We're in France now. We spend a lot of time in little towns.

How's your father? I hope he's well. Grady caught a bad bug on the boat and shit himself practically every night. It was quite funny.

How's our little Ana? I bet she's growing to be as beautiful as her mother.

There's a lot of work to be done here. I don't have much time.

I love you, my darling.

Your beloved, Don.

June 25th, 1942.

Dear, Don. My beloved.

Daddy died today. The funeral is next week. Ana babbles a lot, I think her first word will be dada.

Momma said I should get a job at the factories. She says I won't be able to live off daddy's inheritance forever, and with you being away, it's almost guaranteed we'll lose the house.

I'm always sad, Don. I hardly have enough will to feed and change Ana. What's wrong with me?

I hope you're well. Be safe.

Your beloved, Susannah.

August 6th, 1942.

Dear, Susannah. My beautiful wife.

We're still in France. I think we'll be here for a while. I miss you. Please take care of yourself, and our baby girl.

There's so much to do, I hardly have time to write.

I love you, my precious girl.

Your beloved, Don.

January 1st, 1943.

Dear, Don. My beloved.

Our first Christmas and New Years without you. Almost a year since you left us.

Momma sewed Anastasia a lot of different clothes. My favorite is a little pink dress that she's still a bit too small for.

It snowed a lot during the holidays. It was lonely without you and daddy. Alex spent Christmas in the hospital, he broke his leg on a ski trip. How was your Christmas?

I think I'll get a job at one of the factories, my mom said she'll take care of Ana during the day.

I love you so much, my handsome husband.

Your beloved, Susannah.

February 3rd, 1943

Dear, Susannah. My beautiful wife.

Christmas and New Years was lonely. Bible sang hymns and Gordo got drunk.

Why haven't you sent a picture of my beautiful daughter yet? I love her more than my own life and yet I don't know what she looks like.

This war is hell.

Your beloved, Don.

May 25th, 1943.

Dear, Don. My beloved.

Here's a photo of our beautiful baby. She's growing and changing everyday. She looks just like her daddy. She's already 14 months old, can you believe it?

I work a lot. I volunteered as a nurse at the hospital but it was just too much blood. Blood and screaming. I can't imagine what you have to endure, my love.

A new neighbor moved in. Madame Smith passed away nearly 6 months ago, and this new neighbor took over her house. A young man, not married. Mama thinks he's handsome. Mama practically lives with me and Ana now.

I love you, Don.

Your beloved, Susannah.

July 4th, 1943

Dear, Susannah. My beautiful wife.

Anastasia Grace is beautiful. I think about you two often. Bible prays for Ana a lot. Gordo and Grady say she's the cutest baby they've ever seen. Red says she reminds him of his own daughter, Mary. I've hung her picture up in the tank. She's my motivation. I think she's everybody's motivation, even though the boys have their own families. Ana is lucky to have such caring uncles. I hope we can all meet her soon.

Your beloved, Don.

January 1st, 1944

Dear, Don. My beloved.

I haven't received a letter from you for months. I fear that you've died.

Please, write to me.

Your beloved, Susannah.

March 10th, 1944

Dear, Susannah. My beautiful wife.

Happy second birthday to my darling daughter, Anastasia Grace.

Your beloved, Don.

June 3rd, 1944.

Dear, Don. My beloved.

It's my birthday today. Did you forget? I turn 26 today.

Your parents called. The first time since you've left us. They wished me a happy birthday and requested to meet Ana. I'm seeing them next weekend. They want to visit your brother's grave.

Our neighbor, Mark Blanch has invited me for dinner. I told him no. I think that made him quite angry.

Come home to your family, Don. You're missed very much.

Your beloved, Susannah.

October 24th, 1944.

Dear, Susannah. My beautiful wife.

We're in Germany now.

This war has ruined us.

Your beloved, Don.

December 25th, 1944.

Dear, Don. My beloved.

Merry Christmas. I miss you.

Ana asks lots of questions about her daddy. I don't know what to tell her, what's appropriate to tell her. Your father has told her that her daddy is away in a fantasy land, fighting bad guys. I wish he didn't tell her that.

I hate this war. Probably not as much as you do, but I hate it. I have a hard time getting out of bed most mornings.

Please, come home.

Your beloved, Susannah.

March 10th, 1945.

Happy 3rd birthday to my darling daughter, Ana.

The boys wanted to send her a gift. Gifts are hard to come by in Nazi Germany.

I love you both.

Your beloved, Don.

April 24th, 1945.

Dear, Susannah. My beautiful wife.

I'm going to die. I know it. Gordo, Grady and Bible are dead. Red died a long time ago. We got this new kid, Norman. He looks like my Norman. He reminds me of my little brother.

I want to die, Susannah. My time has come. I have done nothing right in life besides make you my wife. I killed my brother. I couldn't keep my crew alive. I never got to meet my own daughter. I deserve to die.

I have loved you since we children, Susannah. I have never loved anyone more than you. I miss you so much. I've missed you for the last 3 years. I thought about you 24/7. You were my light, my will to keep living.

I'm sorry I can't keep living. Keep living for me.

I love you, Susannah.

Your beloved, Don.

Susannah received Don's final letter in the mail nearly a month after it was written. She wrote dozens of letter back to him, never getting a reply. She tried her darndest to find any information she could about her husband, and his crew mates. Upon her failure, Susannah fell into a two year long depressive state.

Ana's grandmother raised her for these two years.

Susannah never forgot her beloved husband, Don Collier. When Anastasia was old enough, in 1957 when Ana was 15 to be exact, Susannah told her everything there was to know about her father. That he accidently killed his brother, that he went to war instead of prison, that he died at war.

Susannah remarried in 1960 at the age of 42. She married Mark Blanch, who was 50. Anastasia never called him dad.

Susannah never changed her name to Blanch.

She died in 2004 at the age of 86.

She was buried beside the gravestone marked for Don Collier in their home town in Oklahoma.

Her gravestone read;

Here lies Susannah Collier. 1918-2004. Beloved wife and mother.

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cloned-soldier · 1 year

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Grady: Thank god I'm atheist.

Boyd: Thank who?

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pensfan4lfe2 · 7 months

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Then&Now || Travis Boyd

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Travis Boyd - St. Louis Blues at. Arizona Coyotes 01/26/23/

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aspiringsophrosyne · 1 year

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Episode 7: The Fey Realm.

If high fantasy's your thing, have we got a show for you today. Cursed swordsman, mysterious faerie realms, and grappling with destiny. Just make sure to get your seat before the lights go down.

The Good.

I appreciate Keyleth's freak-out after they realized they were separated from the gnomes and Grog. Too often, when characters don't get a moment to be distraught, it makes the stakes feel lower than they should. Or makes it feel like the cast doesn't care about each other all that much. So that was refreshing.

Also, good call to split up the group. That makes it easier for the show CRew; no need to figure out how to write and animate seven characters at once. Plus, that divides the audience's attention, making the plot easier to follow. And in smaller groups, it gives individual characters more time to shine.

Serious kudos is deserved for the design of the Fey Wild itself. Young Heller, episode director, and guest for the watch along, nailed it on the head when he described the Realm of the Fey as a character unto itself. Honestly, it comes across as even more alien and other here than it can in the game. Unless the DM wants to change things up, the game mechanics don't vary that much when you hang out there. So it can feel like only another weird area among many, depending on the story you're trying to tell.

Watching Craven Edge soak up Pike's blood from a distance while she's trying to heal, without even a wielder, is disturbing. It gives the impression that if left unchecked, this thing could turn into something even more dangerous than it already is.

Getting rid of Craven Edge was more involved in the stream, so they knew they had to make its destruction here brutal enough that it felt like death for the sword. For my money, they managed it; Grog breaking the sword had the visceral impact of a bone breaking in half. And the small ocean of blood it expels is like all its power and evil being released back into the world.

Holy shit Billy Boyd as Garmelie. He is perfect; the design and Billy's performance are just spot on what I would imagine a native fey creature to act like. Whimsical, self-interested, sort of smart ass, charming as all hell....everything about it is fantastic. I only wish we could've seen more of him. No notes.

Well, except for Garmelie's notes which....yeah, exactly right. Absolutely accurate to the stream. What a fabulously gross, cheeky little gremlin man.

My reactions to Pike and Scanlan's song, in order:

Oh, is this the song Sam hinted at during the pre-season interviews?

Wow, Ashley and Sam sound great together. They should do more duets.

...Wait, what are those lyrics?

These ridiculous little shits. (<-affectionate)

If you know, you know. But if you don't, it's just a good song.

Don't think we didn't pick up on those nine eyes Vex saw when she was sliding into a bad trip. It's weird and ominous to think that, in this universe, that's still around. And that the person who will trigger the confrontation with that whole thing....technically isn't even born yet.

I can't say enough about how pretty the Fey Realm is. Just....so gorgeous at every point.

And, of course, Cheech Marin is Trinket. Of course, he is.

The Bad. (Or at least not great.)

One thing that bothers me is that there are two angles they tried to hit in this episode that, due to poor execution, just...don't work. One is Percy being a more ineffective guide to the Fey Realm than he thinks he is, and the other is that the Realm Does Not Like the Matron's Champion in general on life vs. death principles.

When Percy warned the half-elves that the forest they were traveling through could pick up on a poor mood, we all knew what would happen. Vax has, understandably, been in a funk for days. So it wasn't hard for the audience to guess that the negativity-detecting plants would take one look at this boy and collectively go: get his ass.

Percy wasn't wrong about the vines; Vax was never going to be able to pass through them unscathed.

Likewise, when the rest of the group seems to think Percy doesn't know where he's leading them or is lost, that idea is undercut by the fact they've just reached the upside-down waterfall. The very same waterfall from Scanlan's vision of where Fenthras was. So the visual tells the audience Percy is actually on the right track, no matter how skeptical of him the group is in-universe.

As for Vax, the encounter with the mood forest muddles the idea that the Fey Realm is against him because it doesn't like death-aligned individuals in general.

Because Vax was initially attacked due to his emotional state, the potential takeaway was that the Fey Realm doesn't like bad vibes. And Vax is nothing but bad vibes right now.

It's another case of the script and the dialogue telling us one thing while what's actually happening tells us something contradictory. It's frustrating.

More Grog nerfing....eh. Makes a little more sense than some of the Season 1 moments, and it makes the fight in Episode 10 go even harder, but it still feels a little cheap to me. If I'm going to be nitpicky.

And that's about it. Next is a good one folks. See you there.

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cobbssecondbelt · 2 years

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So let's say I make a Fury server.

Would anyone be in?

#Seriously considering it #For the 8 people following my blog for the Fury content #This question is for you #fury 2014 #fury movie #fury #don collier #grady travis #trini garcia #norman ellison #boyd swan #discord server

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bowdre · 7 months

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Fury OC

Character used in Fury Fanfic, posted on Wattpad.

ꜰᴜʀʏ - Sam - Wattpad

i. Basics

•Name•

Natalia Jordie Travis

•Nickname•

Dove

•Age•

During African Campaign> 19. In 1945> 22

•Birthday•

June 19th, 1923

•Gender•

Female

•Sexuality•

Straight

•Zodiac•

Gemini

•Height•

5'4"

•Occupation•

M6 Heavy Tank Assistant Gunner

ii.Relationship Status

Courtship with Don since 1943.

At first, Don wasn't too thrilled about having a young female in his crew. His standards were low, though Natalia proved herself, just like she always does. Their friendship soon turned into a relationship when they become increasingly physical, and eventually became wordlessly committed to each other. The man is significantly older than Natalia, but neither of them never cared about that. Grady never paid any mind to his sergeant being soft on his sister. Before Don's death, he promised to go back to America with Natalia and make her his wife.

iii. Appearance

(Liana Liberato)

•Hair colour•

Light brunette

•Hair length•

Midback

•Eye colour•

Golden brown

•Skin tone•

Honey

iv. Personality

•Good traits•

Ambitious, persistent, loyal, athletic, protective

•Bad traits•

Impatient, greedy

•Strengths•

Brave, charismatic

•Weaknesses•

Lacks empathy

•Like•

Hot meals, clean clothes, black coffee

•Dislikes•

Nazis

•Habits•

Picking at scabs when anxious

•Talents/skills•

Use of a firearm/military equipment, reading people's emotions

v. Relationships

•Mother•

Morgan Travis

•Father•

Ray Travis

•Siblings•

Gary (Grady) Travis

•Friends•

Don (War Daddy) Collier, Boyd (Bible) Swan, Trini (Gordo) Garcia, Red, Norman (Machine) Ellison, Roy Davis, Warren Peterson

•Close friends•

Pete Binkowski

vi. Backstory

Natalia was born into a family with a work-a-holic father and depressive mother. The girl, along with her older brother, were borderline neglected during their childhood. Natalia herself was never physically harmed, though she was a witness to her father abusing her brother on the daily. The siblings always had a close bond, so much so, Natalia followed Gary into war like a lost puppy.

Natalia adored her brother, she wanted to be just like him. He was her protector, her best friend, not a day went by when they weren't together. There was no way in hell she was allowing her brother to go off to war without her. Now, it was both their duties to protect each other.

•Military Rank•

Private First Class

•Medals•

Africa Star, Silver Star, Bronze Star, World War II Victory Medal, Purple Heart

•Wounded•

Natalia was wounded by a Nazi soldier at the crossroads. She emerged from the tank into the smoky atmosphere and failed to see the Nazi directly in front of her. She was shot in the right shoulder, and probably would have died if Norman didn't stop the bleeding.

•Death of the Crew•

Grady- Natalia's brother's death was sudden, and brutal. Almost instinctively her hands found their way to his face, cradling him in her arms. It took all of Gordo's might to pull her away.

Bible- Natalia turned to ask the preacher man for a new can, and what she got horrified her. His body lay lifeless, and all she could do was scream his name in agony as tears fell from her eyes.

Gordo- Natalia blamed herself for Trini's death. If she had been fast enough, if her reaction time was quicker, he may have had a chance at survival.

War Daddy- Natalia found herself trying to fix Don's bullet wounds before her own. She was prepared to sit with him until his last breath, but when he convinced her and Norman to escape, she kissed him goodbye before slipping down the hatch.

•TW:SUICIDE•

Dove- Natalia was rescued, alongside her friend Norman. She was pronounced a hero, and sent back home to America. She didn't manage much though, only 5 months after the fate of the Fury Crew, she committed suicide by the use of her own firearm. She left her dog tags on the kitchen table of her parents house as something to remember her by.

#fury 2014 #don collier #grady travis #boyd swan #gordo #trini garcia #furyxreader #don collier x reader #own character #war fiction #war film #jon bernthal #logan lerman #brad pitt #michael peña #shia labeouf #jim parrack #coonass

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