Give me one of my own stories, and a time at some point after the end of the story or before the story started, and I'll write you at least 100 words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story begins or ten years in the future.
when the exhaustion sets in, cold and weighty against his chest, snafu starts trying to count things. glints of metal against the pulse of the flares, broken trees illuminated for split seconds, the whispering down the line, everything blurring together until his shoulders are slumping and his vision is splotches of color. he pushes a finger through the rip in the fabric on his knee and scrabbles down his skin to an open sore, presses hard against it and winces. his eyes feel heavy lidded and sore, prickling from the cold sweat tangling in his eyelashes. he ain't gonna fall asleep, and he turns sideways to try and spit out the rusty taste in his mouth, stops when he sees sledge.
he's curled up like a kid, looking half his size and tucking himself into the space next to snafu. every inch of him is curled inward, careful in his own box of space with his dirty bible tucked close to his chest. snafu spits to the other side, pauses, then crouches down lower in their hole, lining up against sledge until their knees are a centimeter apart, their shoulders separated by a tiny stretch of dirt. he hoists his weapon a little higher and scans the perimeter again, quiet except for the rustling of the trees, for the moment.
a minute or an hour passes. sledge reaches out a hand and grabs at the leg of snafu's trousers, fingers pulling against the fabric, the clink of gold in his pocket rattling. he starts at the touch and bites his tongue hard enough to bleed. sledge blinks up at him, pushing the remnants of restless sleep from his eyes, says, "my turn." snafu swallows down the taste of copper, nods an "okay."
The amount of times I have read this in the past, oh, half-hour? is sort of embarrassing. That drabble is actually one of my favorite things I've read in the fandom (perhaps my absolute favorite) and this companion is no less beautiful and haunting and them ughhhh how you are so perfect at everything this is so great
this totally wrote my horrible writers block, SO. THANK YOU FOR THE PROMPT (there's something about writing snafu that just breaks that block for me, every time.)
asdasks thank you, bb! i'm so glad you liked it;; I ENJOYED WRITING IT.
Snafu just breaks things! He's just so breakable. ngl if you keep writing about him, I will not be opposed.
Also, I just read this again and it's still amazing, so well done on that. ALSO, I didn't notice the first few hundred times around but the way you use sensory detail&Snafu's mouth is really great!
thank you;; snafu is surprisingly easy to write -- and writing him manages to break my writers' block, every time. there's just something about the rawness in his character that's so attractive to write about.
OBVIOUSLY THERE IS GOING TO BE MORE TO THIS/IT KIND OF DROPS OFF IN THE MIDDLE, but i wanted to show you what i got before i head off to bed! =D
When they pull up to the diner, the cabbie follows Snafu out onto the street, turning his collar up against the rain. He shrugs as Snafu looks at him, then gestures to the flickering sign and says, “I eat, too.” He spits his gum out on the pavement. “Hell, I’ll pay, I’m feeling kinda generous. Besides, you look fucking pathetic.”
“What,” Snafu says, “You living like a big man out here driving your cab?”
He laughs, says "No," and tosses his head to the side like he can’t believe what he’s hearing. “Are you fucking kidding me? I don’t make shit.”
Snafu follows him into the diner, disregarding the “Please wait Patiently, We will be RIGHT with you!” sign propped up against the wall. They slip into a booth crowded in behind an assortment of tables and a broken drum set. The cabbie says, “Joe Liebgott,” and Snafu says, “What?”
“My name, you idiot.”
Snafu props his feet up on a chair for the table across the way. The vinyl squeaks underneath his wet boots. “Jus’ thought you knew nobody remembers that shit, ‘specially not from their cabbie.”
Liebgott ignores him and asks, “Who’re you?”
Snafu grins at him, says, “Snafu.”
Liebgott snorts. “Yeah, right,” he says.
“Hey,” Snafu replies, and spreads his hands wide. “I’m not the one who’s paying for some stranger’s dinner. Hell, I haven’t even paid fare yet.”
“Aw, shut your trap. Look,” Liebgott presses his hands onto the table. “It was the end of long day, nobody wants to be out in this damn rain and I ain’t closing for business, so I’m bored.”
“Ain’t had anybody’s ear to talk off?” Snafu gives him a slow smile. “Feelin’ lonely?”
Liebgott makes a rude gesture in his direction, and the waitress stepping around the corner rocks back on her heels and says, “Is this a bad time?” She starts to walk away, but Liebgott calls after her, “Naw, naw, hey!” and Snafu gives her his best wide-eyed innocence. She pulls at her apron and doesn’t step too close, putting on a commerical smile for Liebgott after giving Snafu a wary glance. “May I take your order?”
“Yeah,” Liebgott picks up the menu, raises his voice conversationally, “I’ll have uh, that burger? And the biggest load of fries you got. Make it freakin’ huge.”
“Coffee.” Snafu says.
Liebgott stares at him. “Seriously?” he says, “I’m offering you a free meal and all you’re gonna ask for is coffee? What the fuck are you, stupid?”
Snafu leans forward and opens his mouth, gazes at Liebgott. “Naw,” he replies. He keeps staring as Liebgott mutters something under his breath and then orders another burger, anyway. When he turns back to Snafu, he says, “What the hell are you staring at?” and Snafu shrugs, blinks real slow.
i had this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Y692d0GPQw) on repeat?
Love it, bb! How they disregard the diner sign, how from the very beginning there's the arguing and the snark, but still the concern. (Aww, Lieb, trying to force Snaf to eat.) It's just so them. I cannot wait to see what comes next. Thank you!
a lot of things liebgott does kind of translates to "come on, don't be stupid, take care of yourself or i'm gonna do it for you" even with people who he barely knows, he's just. NOT THAT GREAT ABOUT THE WHOLE TACTFUL THING. which, you know, fortunately doesn't really phase snafu (who can be kind of difficult to bicker with anyway because he doesn't always respond like he's expected to/can be unsettlingly complacent at odd moments.) but the point is = liebgott, totally a softie.
AND I AM GOING TO ENJOY WRITING MORE OF THEM. they're in cali; snafu, for a variety of reasons, decided he wanted to get as far away from where he'd been as possible, and just started heading west without a clear intention in mind (read: he was running away from everything), and, well. when he eventually ended up in california, it was as west as he could get. so he's stuck there for the moment.
i don't think i ever mentioned it before, but i love your dialogue? IT'S JUST. THE ERA AND THE FEEL OF IT, AND THE BACKDROP, all in a few words. sjfkjdk
fdfdfd thank you! i work hard on the dialogue. I SAY EVERYTHING OUT LOUD IN HORRIBLE RENDITIONS OF THE ACCENTS IN THE PRIVACY OF MY ROOM TO SEE HOW IF IT FITS. and try to pick up on people's little speech patterns, the way they talk, the emphasis they use and stuff. (like whenever i write toye, i think of his speech about joe toye day, and go off of that. or, i have this quote of babe's written down: "naww, i'm, i'm not saying he's nuts, i'm just sayin', aw, forget it. forget it! aw come'on, you've seen him bill, he's all [flustered]-- wound up like a spring!" that i can hear his voice whenever i read it.
ANYWAY POINT IS, I FIND THE WAY PEOPLE SPEAK/MAKING IT SOUND LIKE GENUINE DIALOGUE REALLY IMPORTANT/SIGNIFICANT TO A CHARACTER.
joe shows up early, pacing back and forth on his crutches before he finally gives up and settles onto the bench seat outside the bar. god knows why luz is here in pennslyvania, but he said he’d gotten joe’s number from bill guarnere and he meet him at the bar, if he’d like?
“joe toye!” luz is heading down the street, bundled up against the cold. his face breaks out in a smile as he gets close to where joe’s sitting, faltering slightly as joe pushes up on his crutches and stands up. he leans forward and holds out a hand to luz, who grasps it tightly, and says, “it’s good to see you.”
“yeah,” luz says. he rubs the back of his head. “it really is.”
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when the bartender sets two beers in front of them, slapping a pair of coasters underneath and telling them to enjoy, joe asks luz why he’s in the state. they’re in the corner of the bar and joe leans his hand against the counter to keep his balance as he turns to look at luz, waiting for his reply.
luz stiffens. he passes a hand over the two day stubble on his jaw and says, “i just needed a break.” the moment lingers in silence, and then he leans in toward joe and grins, says, “to memories, right?”
joe raises his glass, replies, “currahee.”
the grin on luz’s face widens tenfold. “currahee!” he gestures with his own drink.
when he sets the glass down he says, “christ, toye, can you believe we were just kids then?”
joe makes a noise of agreement, thinking back to toccoa, running up that goddamn hill, sobel yelling like an asshole in his ear. he rubs his thigh, and luz says, “i wonder what that rat bastard is up to these days.”
joe looks at him, surprised, then grins back. “probably got a whole new group of sorry bastards to boss around.”
luz laughs. “hey,” he says. “i really wanted to see you.”
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“hey,” joe says, as they head out the door. he pauses and reaches into his coat pocket. “smoke?”
luz’s eyes widen momentarily, and then he laughs again. “geez, you’re going to break me back into all my bad habits.” he looks at the cigarette in joe’s hand. “no, no i quit a couple years ago.”
joe shrugs and tucks the cigarette back into the pack. as he lights his own, luz says, “i kept getting told i smelled awful.” he grins. “got out of the military and i still had people who outranked me.” he blows into his cupped hands, trying to ward off the cold seeping in around them.
joe reaches out a hand and smiles around the cigarette, says, “i’ll see you around, all right?”
“yeah,” luz replies. he grips joe’s hand hard. “i’ll see you around.”
you know that i love this, but i'm saying it again because it's perfect and beautiful and there's so much in the little gestures and words and LUZ.
“joe toye!” luz is heading down the street, bundled up against the cold. his face breaks out in a smile as he gets close to where joe’s sitting, faltering slightly as joe pushes up on his crutches and stands up.
i have this image of them in this slightly snowy january/february setting, and it's just. REALLY PRETTY IN MY HEAD, in that kind of bittersweet way that cold months/snow can be.
and fdfd seriously i'm so fond of this pairing now;; ♥ (ALL YOUR FAULT.) and yeah, they'll, definitely have an adjustment period as they re-get to know each other and luz adjusts to toye's disability, BUT IN THE END, IT'LL BE OKAY.
Rivlee beat me to the punch with what I was originally going to suggest - ie. When Snafu Met Liebgott - so I'd like to add in another vote for that, plus also Babe and Joe from Oh Two Hundred Hours, one year on.
(Oh god, I just realised I never left a comment on that. Right, this evening I shall be reading and savouring and leaving you a great big pile of big gushy feedback. Be warned.)
WHEN SNAFU MET LIEBGOTT JUST MAKES ME THINK OF "WHEN HARRY MET SALLY" (which i literally mistyped as when harry meet kitty, first, lmfao) hahaha. AND NOW I AM BEING AMUSED BY THE COMPARSION.
and getting to work on this now! ahh, they eventually break apart in this verse, but i'm going to say they stay together for a year or two. o: (and i'm looking forward to this! =D)
THAT WAS DELIBERATE YOU ARE NOW IMAGINING SNAFU FAKING ORGASM IN A DINER
And whether they end up together or apart, I'm just interested in seeing what'd happen next. (Ack, half ten and ficlets to write. The review may happen tomorrow. I have got to stop making short-term promises I know I'm unlikely to fulfil.)
FDFDDF SHIT. I AM. OKAY NOW I WANT TO ATLEAST WRITE THEM IN A DINER. ALL YOUR FAULT.
(THAT'S A LOT OF FICLETS, good luck! ♥) and man, i'm actually in the middle of like, plotting that entire verse (which spans all TP/BoB characters, so it'll end up quite extensive!) -- i kind of adore the whole thing ):
when babe comes back from visiting his family, ladened down with a plate of leftovers and a pile of clothing that his mother patched up for them, he can hear joe shouting in the apartment before he even manages to get the door open. “come on,” he says to the doorknob, trying to jiggle it open while the leftovers threaten to spill down his arm. joe’s insulting someone’s mother from inside.
when he gets inside, babe sets the plate on the counter and heads down the hall. light is streaming out from the bathroom, and when babe stops in the doorway joe glances up at him and grunts out a “hey.” he’s soaked, their bathroom sink looks busted, and there’s a thin film of water covering half the tile.
“the hell,” babe says.
joe grimaces and pulls his shirt over his head, the wet fabric peeling away from his skin. he wads it up and pushes it around the leak in the pipe. “that’ll hold it,” babe says, dryly.
“i need a different wrench for the nut,” joe says, gesturing. “it’s too small.” he pushes himself to his feet, grabbing his crutches from the floor.
babe shifts the pile of clothes in his hands and remembers, “ma asked me when i was gonna get a wife.” he rubs the bridge of his nose and then pushes the clothes toward joe, a clean shirt on the top. joe chuckles, says, “what? she doesn’t know you’re the wife?”
“aw, fuck you.”
joe laughs again - switching to a cuss as his crutch slips in the puddle on the floor. “these fucking things,” he says. “i get off balance and put my hand on the sink and the whole goddamn thing breaks on me.”
babe steps all the way into the bathroom, position himself between joe and the hall, and laughs. “jesus. my ma keeps telling you you got too much muscle, you’d be a hazard if you’re not careful.” joe pushes hard on his shoulder in return, using the leverage to hop past the water and onto the wood floor. as he readjusts his crutches, he grimaces, says, “that isn’t it.”
he heads down the hall before babe replies, calling out “gonna go borrow a wrench,” and slamming the door behind him.
YES TOYE DID JUST STORM OUT OF THERE WITH WET PANTS AND NO SHIRT. AND YES THERE IS NO RESOLUTION but i might finish the ficlet some day and somehow i managed to make it angsty when i was trying to write something sweet
Oh god. This is sweet and so sad at the same time - Toye still exactly the same as ever, tough and determined and trying, desperately, to not be held back. The characterisation in this is so perfect.
Also, Babe talking to the doorknob. I'm always relieved when I'm reminded it's not just me who constantly tries to negotiate with inanimate objects.
joe chuckles, says, “what? she doesn’t know you’re the wife?” HEE HEE HEE AND SO THE BABE ABUSE CONTINUES i have no idea why this pleases me so much! :c hum. i love this entire thing to pieces, it's lovely (and doesn't come across as angsty, though i haven't had much coffee yet)! i never want it to end, sdfhjk. can i make more than one request. can i request all the things.
for me, i'd love to see the moment Leckie and/or Vera proposition Hoos and Chuckler (here (http://paintpaperwings.livejournal.com/45751.html)) for babysitting :c
hahaha I WILL DO THIS, I PROMISE. (/going down the list of prompts on here. most of them are written! =D) i can totally work this into post!war verse, which has been taking over my brain recently (GRANT AND LIEBGOTT WERE BOTH IN SAN FRANCISCO AFTER THE WAR, BB. THEY TOTALLY COULD HAVE SEE EACH OTHER AROUND/BEEN FRIENDS.) for team!leckie's side of the story.
and because writing begrudingly soft hoosier is fun. :|
begrudingly soft hoosier is my favorite thing of all. aside from Babe/Toye. CAN I REQUST MORE BABE/TOYE. CAN THAT HAPPEN. CAN THAT HAPPEN PLEASE. (also: BOB GENDERSWAP (http://arbitrarily.tumblr.com/tagged/tv%3A_Band_of_Brothers))
also: you should watch Thor (if only for Loki lmao) ;; no really ;; it was much better than expected, for a summer blockbuster ;; ***AND THE REALLY PRETTY (lq and possibly semi-spoilery? not terribly tho? idk) FANVIDS (http://youtu.be/kjDFmh7-918)
HAVE SOME POST!WAR AFTER BABE/TOYE BREAKS UP (/cries. but there's babe/roe, after, 'cause they have to grow old together?;; ) TOYE/LUZ? =D =D (http://skylilies.livejournal.com/209315.html?thread=1092771#t1092771")
and hahaha, hoosier = totally becoming a soft spot of mine. HAVE YOU SEEN rivlee's HOOSIER/SKINNY? i adore it aksdjaskl. fic (http://larks-still-fly.livejournal.com/13364.html) & skinny backstory (http://larks-still-fly.livejournal.com/14069.html#cutid3).
AND YES YOU CAN REQUEST MORE BABE/TOYE. THOUGH I AM KIND OF ON A SNAFGOTT KICK RN. DID YOU SEE THE SNAFGOTT ABOVE? (i love writing them /sob.) (ALSO, WILL BE CHECKING THAT OUT *__* /has to go in a sec.)
dude is there somewhere i can find it online? /has really wanted to watch it!
okay so i think i just verbalized a keyboard smash. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME. GLEE. EXCITEMENT. FLAILING. SKJHDGJKDFHGDF;-ing. even with the breaking up (SOB, but i knew it was coming :( AND I LIKE BABE/ROE BEST. b-but. BOYS. MY BOYS.)
i have not, but will check it out when i've got some time! ♥!! :D excited.
I HAVEN'T. ooh, Snafgott, i still love them despite present distractions ;; WILL BE READING THAT AS WELL, I SUPPOSE (ER, YEAH OKAY WAIT, it's actually more spoilery than i thought /trying to watch objectively, lmao ;; nvm 8D sorry sorry :x there're DVDrip torrents out already? idk about other file sharing links tho)
I ALWAYS PICTURE VERBAL KEYSMASHES BEING A BIT LIKE A ROBOT MALFUNCTIONING. is that what it sounded like? lmfao. and asdasjhk dude toye/luz isn't even usually my pairing of choice though uniformly is trying to persuade me otherwise :| but somehow as a pairing that happens later on in this verse, i just. love them. I'M NOT SURE WHAT LUZ'S POST!WAR BACKGROUND IS YET, but he's not in a great place himself, and like -- i'm kind of fascinated by how he'll adjust to toye's injury, etc etc, the fact that they've both grown up/aren't exactly the people they were as young guys in the military, you know? (AND /CRIES. THE BABE/ROE WILL BE BEAUTIFUL, I PROMISE. and yes, then they will have a plot of land somewhere and grow old and raise kittens and occasionally, you know, work so they can survive, etc etc.)
=D =D DUDE I LOVE THAT PAIRING SO MUCH. I LOVE HER WHOLE NASHVILLE VERSE SFM. also, also, she wrote some recent modern-au fic, too, beautiful and sad and full of roe+snafu friendship (http://larks-still-fly.livejournal.com/14103.html#cutid1). GO GO, AND COMMENT =D (when you have time, of course, lmao.)
I WILL NEVER NOT LOVE SNAFGOTT ;_; the ficlet is them meeting for the first time! which is fun, because i hadn't really considered how exactly that happened before. (: (AND PM ME A LINK, if you have one? o: i'll try to watch in the next few days! (: )
(...ugh i wanna do this meme, but all anyone could really ask for is kpop and i can't do that, lmao. HEAVY SIGH, i wish my writer's block was gone, etc etc.)
it... was a little bit, actually. it was a very strange noise. anyway. Toye and Luz! um. i could definitely get into it, now that i remember that itty bitty totally heterosexual whispering-beer-sharing in the first episode! and anyway, if you can get me to cheat on Babe/Roe with Babe/Toye, i have no doubt you (and uniformly?) can get me to cheat on Babe/Toye with Toye/Luz. cries. so yes, i am excited to see! for the reasons you said obv, but also hot and snarky and all i want in a ship, so
i know nothing about Skinny, but i love Hoosier, so i will catch up! ugh, i've been so out of the fandom the past couple weeks/distracted by far too many shinyshinyshiny things :c i'll add 'em to my list for later (and will have to reread the whole thing! it's been so long since i read modern!au, i can't remember anything atm, just that it was absolutely lovely :|)
ooh, excitement! \o/ i always kind of. pictured them running into each other at a bar (or rather, Snafu getting a cab from a bar, and slurring obscenities at Liebs and Liebs getting offended, but with that undercurrent of exasperated amusement and fondness that kind of continues through their relationship. and um. idk what happens after that, my timeline kind of jumps straight to the porn from there.) BUT I AM EXCITED TO READ YOURS since mine is lame ♥ 8D;
ahhh. i haven't been up to much ): lots of sick fuck-ups/hormone bullshittery, etc, so i've had a lot of migraines/MANAGED TO CATCH A COLD ON TOP OF EVERYTHING ELSE/basically have been in varying states of extreme sick instead of just very sick for the past couple of weeks, which has been. interesting. but i finally broke my writers' block with all of these prompts! (and did a shit ton of research recently -- did you see this (http://skylilies.livejournal.com/209829.html)? xD i had a ridiculous amount of geeky fun researching hardcore for this, through all the books/finding things online/cross referencing facts, etc etc, so that was really enjoyable.) ...and that's pretty much all i've been up to, because, again, the sick. :/
oh no. i'm sorry to hear that, sweetheart! i hope things get better soon. hugs hugs hugs hugs. (and i have seen! what a neat resource, i'm sure it'll come in handy! and so interesting to see where everyone ended up. though, can i just say how heartbreaking the causalities list is? damn. ♥ sounds like it was an awesome project, i love things like this ;;)
nothing different, really - work-related stress and tiredness and loneliness. and more serious issues (my social anxieties rearing their ugly heads and leading me to have another string of anxiety attacks when i went out a few weeks ago, and just. unpleasantness all around. the attacks have been happening more and more often over the past year, which sucks. i'm looking into various therapies, and if i can actually afford it. and trying not to make myself a total headcase.) um. rambling, hi, sorry! ;; tl;dr: i wish i were a robot.
/hugs ♥ it'll probably be another couple of months at least of severe hormone bs (which means lots of migraines and insomnia, etc etc. HORMONES, WHY YOU FUCK WITH BODIES SO MUCH?) but the hope is that the end result of some of the new supplements i'm taking (which is why the hormone stuff is going a bit crazy, we're trying to shift/balance things) will, you know, help my body regulate itself -- which should help with the POTS (which is basically something that can happen when your body's not self regulating properly, since it has to do with your blood not flowing correctly/your autonomic nervous system messing up) and help with the hormones, which in return should put my body in a better position to deal with the CFIDS, which should hopefully eventually, you know, put me in a much healthier place.
BUT THAT IS ALL QUITE IN THE FUTURE RIGHT NOW, and my hope's a bit shoddy, seeing as it's been two severely ill years and things have yet to be sorted. but;; if everything goes as planned, those're the goals. (and it was so very fascinating to do! i still have a lot of minor characters to add, but i don't want to like, overwhelm people who ...you know, aren't as obsessive about that stuff as i am? lmfao. and ugh, it was really so very, very heartbreaking. i had no information on oswalt from TP other than his name, so i literally just started going through the marine corp casualty lists looking for his name to see where he'd come from, and, ugh. california, in particular? has like, over a hundred pages. just, the sheer amount of people killed is insane, and really gets driven home when you're looking at this list with addresses of family members to inform. :/ but as a whole, the project was so much fun;; idk, i actually really, really adore research like this.)
;;take care of yourself/take time for yourself as often as you can, sweetheart. (and ugh, yeah, well, the work stress/stress in general can definitely have an impact on anxieties, so i can totally see how that would be affecting things, which really sucks. i'm glad you're looking into things -- anything that could help you feel better/make coping easier is so worth it, you know?;; ) and /cries. WHILE I UNDERSTAND WHY YOU'RE SAYING THAT, being a robot actually sounds rather unpleasant and lonely to me ):' /smush.
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see you have rid me of eloquence!
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asdasks thank you, bb! i'm so glad you liked it;; I ENJOYED WRITING IT.
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Also, I just read this again and it's still amazing, so well done on that. ALSO, I didn't notice the first few hundred times around but the way you use sensory detail&Snafu's mouth is really great!
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Breaks my heart a little more each time.
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Also! Tell me of Roe's family when he tells them he's going to be a medic from that same world as your amazing ficlet.
snafu/liebgott
i had this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Y692d0GPQw) on repeat?
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And that is a damn good song.
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AND I AM GOING TO ENJOY WRITING MORE OF THEM. they're in cali; snafu, for a variety of reasons, decided he wanted to get as far away from where he'd been as possible, and just started heading west without a clear intention in mind (read: he was running away from everything), and, well. when he eventually ended up in california, it was as west as he could get. so he's stuck there for the moment.
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ANYWAY POINT IS, I FIND THE WAY PEOPLE SPEAK/MAKING IT SOUND LIKE GENUINE DIALOGUE REALLY IMPORTANT/SIGNIFICANT TO A CHARACTER.
tl;dr TY BB ♥
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“joe toye!” luz is heading down the street, bundled up against the cold. his face breaks out in a smile as he gets close to where joe’s sitting, faltering slightly as joe pushes up on his crutches and stands up.
oh, god;;♥
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and fdfd seriously i'm so fond of this pairing now;; ♥ (ALL YOUR FAULT.) and yeah, they'll, definitely have an adjustment period as they re-get to know each other and luz adjusts to toye's disability, BUT IN THE END, IT'LL BE OKAY.
♥
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(we need to have some corresponding current fandoms, you know? xD)
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(Oh god, I just realised I never left a comment on that. Right, this evening I shall be reading and savouring and leaving you a great big pile of big gushy feedback. Be warned.)
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and getting to work on this now! ahh, they eventually break apart in this verse, but i'm going to say they stay together for a year or two. o: (and i'm looking forward to this! =D)
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YOU ARE NOW IMAGINING SNAFU FAKING ORGASM IN A DINER
And whether they end up together or apart, I'm just interested in seeing what'd happen next. (Ack, half ten and ficlets to write. The review may happen tomorrow. I have got to stop making short-term promises I know I'm unlikely to fulfil.)
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ALL YOUR FAULT.
(THAT'S A LOT OF FICLETS, good luck! ♥) and man, i'm actually in the middle of like, plotting that entire verse (which spans all TP/BoB characters, so it'll end up quite extensive!) -- i kind of adore the whole thing ):
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YES TOYE DID JUST STORM OUT OF THERE WITH WET PANTS AND NO SHIRT. AND YES THERE IS NO RESOLUTION
but i might finish the ficlet some dayand somehow i managed to make it angsty when i was trying to write something sweetno subject
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Also, Babe talking to the doorknob. I'm always relieved when I'm reminded it's not just me who constantly tries to negotiate with inanimate objects.
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OR MORE BABYSITTING
OR MORE CHUCKLER WITH BABIES
or w/e w/e i am not picky
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and because writing begrudingly soft hoosier is fun. :|
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begrudingly soft hoosier is my favorite thing of all. aside from Babe/Toye. CAN I REQUST MORE BABE/TOYE. CAN THAT HAPPEN. CAN THAT HAPPEN PLEASE. (also: BOB GENDERSWAP (http://arbitrarily.tumblr.com/tagged/tv%3A_Band_of_Brothers))
also: you should watch Thor (if only for Loki lmao) ;; no really ;; it was much better than expected, for a summer blockbuster ;; ***AND THE REALLY PRETTY (lq and possibly semi-spoilery? not terribly tho? idk) FANVIDS (http://youtu.be/kjDFmh7-918)....also hi ♥ :(
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and hahaha, hoosier = totally becoming a soft spot of mine. HAVE YOU SEEN
AND YES YOU CAN REQUEST MORE BABE/TOYE. THOUGH I AM KIND OF ON A SNAFGOTT KICK RN. DID YOU SEE THE SNAFGOTT ABOVE? (i love writing them /sob.) (ALSO, WILL BE CHECKING THAT OUT *__* /has to go in a sec.)
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i have not, but will check it out when i've got some time! ♥!! :D excited.
I HAVEN'T. ooh, Snafgott, i still love them despite present distractions ;; WILL BE READING THAT AS WELL, I SUPPOSE (ER, YEAH OKAY WAIT, it's actually more spoilery than i thought /trying to watch objectively, lmao ;; nvm 8D sorry sorry :x
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uniformly is trying to persuade me otherwise :|but somehow as a pairing that happens later on in this verse, i just. love them. I'M NOT SURE WHAT LUZ'S POST!WAR BACKGROUND IS YET, but he's not in a great place himself, and like -- i'm kind of fascinated by how he'll adjust to toye's injury, etc etc, the fact that they've both grown up/aren't exactly the people they were as young guys in the military, you know? (AND /CRIES. THE BABE/ROE WILL BE BEAUTIFUL, I PROMISE. and yes, then they will have a plot of land somewhere and grow old and raise kittens and occasionally, you know, work so they can survive, etc etc.)=D =D DUDE I LOVE THAT PAIRING SO MUCH. I LOVE HER WHOLE NASHVILLE VERSE SFM. also, also, she wrote some recent modern-au fic, too, beautiful and sad and full of roe+snafu friendship (http://larks-still-fly.livejournal.com/14103.html#cutid1). GO GO, AND COMMENT =D (when you have time, of course, lmao.)
I WILL NEVER NOT LOVE SNAFGOTT ;_; the ficlet is them meeting for the first time! which is fun, because i hadn't really considered how exactly that happened before. (: (AND PM ME A LINK, if you have one? o: i'll try to watch in the next few days! (: )
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it... was a little bit, actually. it was a very strange noise. anyway. Toye and Luz! um. i could definitely get into it, now that i remember that itty bitty totally heterosexual whispering-beer-sharing in the first episode! and anyway, if you can get me to cheat on Babe/Roe with Babe/Toye, i have no doubt you (and
i know nothing about Skinny, but i love Hoosier, so i will catch up! ugh, i've been so out of the fandom the past couple weeks/distracted by far too many
shinyshinyshinythings :c i'll add 'em to my list for later (and will have to reread the whole thing! it's been so long since i read modern!au, i can't remember anything atm, just that it was absolutely lovely :|)ooh, excitement! \o/ i always kind of. pictured them running into each other at a bar (or rather, Snafu getting a cab from a bar, and slurring obscenities at Liebs and Liebs getting offended, but with that undercurrent of exasperated amusement and fondness that kind of continues through their relationship. and um. idk what happens after that, my timeline kind of jumps straight to the porn from there.) BUT I AM EXCITED TO READ YOURS since mine is lame ♥ 8D;
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how have you been? =D
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though, can i just say how heartbreaking the causalities list is? damn.♥ sounds like it was an awesome project, i love things like this ;;)nothing different, really - work-related stress and tiredness and loneliness. and more serious issues (my social anxieties rearing their ugly heads and leading me to have another string of anxiety attacks when i went out a few weeks ago, and just. unpleasantness all around. the attacks have been happening more and more often over the past year, which sucks. i'm looking into various therapies, and if i can actually afford it. and trying not to make myself a total headcase.) um. rambling, hi, sorry! ;; tl;dr: i wish i were a robot.
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BUT THAT IS ALL QUITE IN THE FUTURE RIGHT NOW, and my hope's a bit shoddy, seeing as it's been two severely ill years and things have yet to be sorted. but;; if everything goes as planned, those're the goals. (and it was so very fascinating to do! i still have a lot of minor characters to add, but i don't want to like, overwhelm people who ...you know, aren't as obsessive about that stuff as i am? lmfao.
and ugh, it was really so very, very heartbreaking. i had no information on oswalt from TP other than his name, so i literally just started going through the marine corp casualty lists looking for his name to see where he'd come from, and, ugh. california, in particular? has like, over a hundred pages. just, the sheer amount of people killed is insane, and really gets driven home when you're looking at this list with addresses of family members to inform. :/but as a whole, the project was so much fun;; idk, i actually really, really adore research like this.);;take care of yourself/take time for yourself as often as you can, sweetheart. (and ugh, yeah, well, the work stress/stress in general can definitely have an impact on anxieties, so i can totally see how that would be affecting things, which really sucks. i'm glad you're looking into things -- anything that could help you feel better/make coping easier is so worth it, you know?;; ) and /cries. WHILE I UNDERSTAND WHY YOU'RE SAYING THAT, being a robot actually sounds rather unpleasant and lonely to me ):' /smush.