#gene roe my beloved

[pookielious]

He's just a little guy

[pookielious]

THIS !!!!!

Gene I feel is definitely a fan of sewing or any type of needle work , when he's anxious? he's anxiously sewing that hole leibgot made in his jacket while rough housing ! Hes bored? He's renewing liptons chevrons for him !! He's angry ? By God he's knitting babe a new scarf out of scraps he found. It's just somthing nice to do with his hands that requires attention, and that keeps him stable and not having a thousand yard stare because he's simply thinking about how to cross stitch or how to hem the fabric without pins to hold it in place, it's a good distraction from everything that had happened

Whenever things aren’t too busy the boys will go to Gene when they need something sewn, like holes in their clothing or reattaching patches. They know how to do it themselves, but Gene’s got so much practice that by the time he’s done you can’t even tell the clothing was damaged in the first place. He does enjoy it and takes his time with this sort of needlework, falling into a slow and smooth rhythm because what’s the rush? It gives him something constructive to do with his hands and it feels nice to breathe new life into something without all the blood.

[oatflatwhite]

feel free to skip any you've already answered, 1, 12, 14, 15, and 24 for the BoB asks

thank you!!!

band of brothers asks

what is your favourite episode?

i'm going to be incredibly boring and say bastogne lmao. i swear it never used to be the most popular one, gabby @judesstfrancis and i used to be in the TRENCHES of the gene roe squad but like. i'm so happy for him. blorbo from my ww2 show <3

12. which aspect of the show shocked you the most when you found out it wasn’t true?

idk if 'shocked' is the right word but when the got hitler's death date wrong. fantastic stuff tom hanks.

14. is there a part of the show you always skip?

nope! watch every bit every time <3

15. do you have a comfort character?

my beloved gene <3333333 he is everything to me and more.

24. which character would you want to be your best friend?

i already answered this and said luz and yeah i stand by that <3

[blood-mocha-latte]

For the fic writer ask: 1, 4, 21, and 23 ;) Love ya Rie

LINH MY BELOVED!

1 - how old were you when you started writing fic?

19 babey. is that old for someone to start writing stuff? like. most people i think start at like. 13 or 12? i didn't even start reading stuff until i was 18 lmao

4 - what fandoms have you written for?

across the board and my two Shadow Realm ao3 accounts let's see. btvs, stranger things, the pacific, band of brothers, tgm, and i also had a brief stunt writing for bones. however most of these fandoms cannot be held as my sins bc half of them were birthday presents and the other half was to say 'sorry i was hungover at ur moms house'

21 - do you have an abandoned WIP?

1920s carnival acrobatics partners webgott au my beloved. dead but not forgotten

23 - what's the most personal fic you've ever written?

so as a catholic, louisianan, doctor, bilingual, gay person anything with gene roe is very Personal, but i have this wip focused on country goth baberoe that's basically religious trauma medical trauma and homoeroticism in the most Fucked Up way possible. it's also based on a keaton st james poem which. anyone who's been here for a minute knows how i feel about those fucking poems

from this <3

[televisionboy]

Your blog cracks me up, lol. You’re so funny! If you don’t mind, could I please request Eugene Roe tending to a fem!soldier from a foreign country/agency after she’s been wounded in battle? also, could it maybe be more fluffy/funny instead of angst? You can do either headcanon or drabble—whichever you feel is best! Thank you so much! 💓🥰

thank you so much! this was so much fun to write.

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Oh wow Gene caring for his own soldiers is one thing but caring for a person he doesn't know? Hit or miss

I mean he's either acting like a worried mom whos kid came home 2 minutes past curfew, or he's a school nurse handing them an icepack and being like "alright go GO GO"

You were a French nurse stationed in Bastogne. A piece of shrapnel hit your leg and you were trying so hard to push through for the hurt soldiers

Gene didn't even know you and he was angry that such a beautiful person such as yourself was caught in between a war

He spoke to you in calm but quick sentences in French, reassuring you that there were other nurses and you needed to sit down so he could bandage you.

The shrapnel was really deep in your leg, Nixon happened to be in the makeshift church-hospital and offered you Vat 69 to calm down.

You see Gene the next couple of days and you try to teach yourself English so you can surprise him

You want to go with him to the pubs, understand what his friends are saying, laugh with him

he catches you having a breakdown over trying to learn English and his heart SHATTERS

trying to assure you your French is beyond gorgeous

that its refreshing to talk in another language with someone else

that you're both able to make fun of the scary or asshole like privates or even scary CO'S

one time you were both giggling in French over Joe Liebgott's hair

comment n'a-t-il pas assez de points pour rentrer à la maison mais il est capable de prendre soin de ses cheveux comme si c'était son bébé ? - how does he not have enough points to go home but he's able to care for his hair like it's his baby?

attend-il de gagner un concours de beauté ? - is he waiting to win a beauty pageant?

Joe LEARNS FRENCH TO UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE SAYING

petty bitch

The next time you see Gene, you're injured way beyond a piece of shrapnel

You had been shot in the shoulder and were in an emergency care unit

As soon as Gene realizes you're not on the front line with them anymore, he freaks himself out to the point of vomiting

As soon as he sees you, all you can do is smile and think of how much he reminds you of home

even if him acting like this reminds you of your mother

you had remembered all the English phrases you could before getting hit, you wanted to fulfill your dream and surprise him and his friends

maybe share a chocolate bar, relate to issues going on

you can't even recite a quote from the beloved book you shared with him

all you can remember is "i'm sorry"

and his heart fills and cracks all over again

he pulls you to his chest the best he can

tu es stupide, stupide fille - you stupid, stupid girl

tu ferais mieux d'être en sécurité, sinon nous ne pourrons pas aller dans des pubs avec le reste de mes amis connards - you better be safe, otherwise we won't be able to go to pubs with the rest of those asshole friends of mine.

he leaves with a cheeky grin

leaving you to question who this Eugene Roe was

[mrsalwayswrite]

Safe (Eugene Roe x Reader)

Based on this post by @problematicfavesareproblematic​ because its too cute and I can’t help myself apparently. 

This is also my first Eugene Roe fic!! Yay!

All translations are via Google...someone please tell me if they are wrong! 

Warnings: angst? fluff? 

Words:1500

Tag list: @happyveday​ @evelynshelby​ @sydney-m​

<gif not mine, thanks Pinterest>

 "Get everyone in the trucks! Go! Go!" Winters commanded his men, walking down the line of waiting vehicles. 

 Doc Roe looked up from wrapping a bandage around a man's shoulder. He watched the men scurry around like ants after a child kicked their home in childish glee. 

 Operation Market Garden was collapsing around them. Since learning about the operation, while the other men cheered at the idea of Berlin by Christmas, Roe felt nauseous. Something about the operation did not sit well with him. Call it intuition or a sixth sense, he just knew it could not be that simple. Before they dropped into Holland, he had convinced all the medics he knew to bring extra bandages and morphine, anything they could get their hands on. He hoped it would be enough. 

 "Can you get up?"

 The Private grimaced, face pale. "Thank you, Doc. I'll find a seat myself."

 "We'll find you some morphine at the aid station." Roe nodded at the Private before starting along the line of trucks, eyes and ears open for the call of a medic. 

 He caught sight of Spina helping a limping Private onto a truck bed before climbing in himself to continue administering aid. As he continued, he checked people off his mental list. He saw Shifty, Moore, Liebgott, Ramirez, Tanner, Talbert...more and more raced back to the trucks, some with blood tainting their skin and uniforms. He would have to check on them later. 

 There was one face in particular he had not seen yet. 

 The further he walked, dodging men retreating, the more his heart pounded in his ears. She was supposed to be in the back. She was supposed to be safe. 

 "Non, non, non, où es-tu?" He whispered to himself, panic creeping under his skin. (No, no, no, where are you?)

Ever since she had been wounded in Carentan, Winters had kept her from the front lines unless absolutely necessary. Usually, she was holed up somewhere and watching the men's backs, using her sniper skills. Shifty may be their sniper on the ground, but she was their sniper from above. Their guardian angel. If she had been sent to assist...the situation was worse than Roe had previously thought. 

 Sometime between Toccoa and Aldbourne, he something shifted between them. He could not pinpoint an exact moment. It was somewhere in the lingering touches, the soft smiles exchanged, the comforting words and stories to cheer one another up...somehow, he had fallen in love. Now he needed her just as much as air. She was his lighthouse, his beacon of hope. She had to be safe. 

 Glancing to his left, he headed towards the truck with what looked like most of her platoon in it. "Luz! You seen y/n?"

 Luz looked down at him from his seat. "No, Doc. Last I saw she was protecting the retreat." Remorse and concern filled his eyes as he answered. They both knew what that meant. She would be the last to evacuate, the last to safety, the one most likely left behind. 

 Roe started running. 

 "Merde." He swore, eyes darting everywhere for a sign she was nearby, that she was alright. She had to be. It was that loyalty that he both loved and hated in her, how she would make sure "her boys" were safe, protecting their backs and lives, and in the process, be willing to sacrifice her own. 

 "Y/n! Y/n!" He began calling out in desperation. Ignoring the stares of some of the men, he wrestled internally with his own panic. His cries bordered on hysterical at this point. 

 They had never spoken those three little words to each other. Never put a name to what existed between them. They just were whatever the other one needed. Over the past two years, that grew until they were each other's world. How they sought each other out. How in a group, they always looked for the other first before anyone else. The quiet nights they cried together. 

 "Richardson! Is y/n with you?" 

 The man glanced around the back of the truck that he was waiting to jump into. "No, Doc. She missing?"

 Roe did not wait to reply. He kept moving. He had to. Otherwise the growing terror in his mind would consume him. "S’ll vous plaît, Que Dieu la laisse être en sécurité. S'il vous plaît."  (Please, God let her be safe. Please.)

 "Doc! Over here!" 

 He zeroed in on Toye's call at the last truck. Pushing anyone who got in his way, he raced to where Toye stood watching. Once Toye noticed him coming, he sat back down, turning back to the person sitting next to him. 

 Rounding the side, he felt his heart and mind restart as he saw her. She sat next to Toye and some other Private on the uncomfortable wooden bench, her beloved rifle in her lap. As if sensing him, she looked up to meet his gaze. A soft smile -his smile- touched her lips. The panic and terror threatening him vanished like a mist in the wind. 

 "Mon amour." He breathed out, relief flooding him. There was dirt smeared on one side of her face and a small cut on her chin. Otherwise she appeared fine, even if her clothes looked disheveled and dirty beyond saving. She was alive. (My love.) 

 Without a further word, he jumped up into the truck and knelt down in front of her. "Hey, you." He held her face in his hands, gazing into her eyes for a long moment before pressing their foreheads together. 

 "Hey you." She whispered back, her hands cupping his own face. He could taste her breath on his lips. "I'm alright, Gene. I promise."

 Leaning back, he ran a hand through her hair, wondering what happened to her helmet. Then he felt something wet and sticky on his fingers. Pulling his hand back, he saw blood on it...her blood. 

 Immediately he went into overbearing doctor mode. 

 "What happened?" He demanded, turning her head to the side and trying to find where the bleeding stemmed from. 

 "I'm fine."

 He glared at her before resuming his inspection. Carding his fingers through her hair for an extra second, he began inspecting underneath, silently praying it was minimal. He could not lose her. There was nothing gushing so that was a good sign. She still seemed coherent, her eyes were not dilated, other good signs. 

 "I just hit my head a little on a brick wall when one of those explosions went off. It's not a big deal."

 "Doll, shut up and let the man look you over." Toye drawled from beside her, watching the two in amusement. 

 Roe rolled his eyes as she stuck her tongue out at Toye. She winced when he touched a particular spot on the side of her head, hair matted with blood. After a moment, he leaned back on his knees and began digging through his medic bag. 

 "There’s a laceration but it doesn't look deep. You're lucky." He wrapped a bandage around the cut and her head to hold it there. Suppressing a chuckle, he continued to wrap it as she narrowed her eyes at him. She hated being fussed over. In his opinion, she could deal with it. She needed to get better...for both of their sakes. 

 The truck suddenly lurched, beginning its escape from Holland and the disastrous mission. 

 Roe shoved the Private next to her over, ignoring his protest, and slipped to her other side. Quietly he took her hand in his as his eyes scanned the others. He had been so focused on her; he did not even think about if any of the other men in the truck were injured. Luckily none were. 

 "I'm sorry I scared you. I had to help." She murmured, voice barely above the rumble of the trucks. 

 He sighed, squeezing her hand then pulled her closer into his side. "I know, mon amour, I know." He looked down, meeting those eyes he adored. "Doesn't mean I have to like it."

 She laid her head on his shoulder. "No, but you can't protect me from everything. This is war."

 "I can try. Tu es tout pour moi. J’ai besoin de toi à mes côtés. Toujours. Je promets après cette guerre de continuer à vous aimer et à vous chérir comme vous le méritez." The words poured forth, needing to be said, needing to be spoken aloud, even if just for his own sake. Though he meant them with all his heart. (You are everything to me. I need you by my side. Always. I promise after this war to continue to love and cherish you as you deserve.)

 "Gene, you know I don't speak French. It's not fair cause I wanna know what you're saying."

 "I'll teach you, y/n. I promise." He could not help but press a chaste kiss to the top of her head as they bounced along the road.

 Looking at the blue sky and clouds above, he prayed he would be able to fulfill both of his promises to her, that they would both make it through this war. Most of all, he prayed for her to be safe, even at the expense of his own life. 

[holdingforgeneralhugs]

Hi!! I would love an Easy ship if that’s okay!! I’m 5’5, have shoulder length dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, and I’m on the curvier side. I’m initially shy so it takes a while for me to open up to people. I’m pretty quiet and introverted. I’m a sensitive person, I think I’m pretty empathetic, and I struggle a lot with anxiety. I love to watch movies (I love horror), read, knit and sew, and journal. I’m currently studying psych in school and possibly want to be a child therapist later on in life. My love language is definitely acts of service or physical affection (I’m a hugger lol). I hate condescending people and when the people I love talk bad about themselves (I can be your #1 hype woman!!). I also get emotionally attached to things quickly. Thank you!! 💗

Hey Amy, thanks so much for sending in a request 🥰 I ship you with my beloved Eugene Roe💓

Gene knows that you're shy, so he takes his sweet time getting to know you and trying to show you that you can trust him.

Once you've opened up to him he asks you so many questions because he wants to remember everything he can about you because you're just so interesting

You both enjoy quiet nights in, cuddled up on the couch with a blanket and watching a movie.

Of course, whenever you watch a movie with a sad part you get all emotional and he just tucks you under his arm and says "aw c'mere chérie it's alright," and kisses your forehead and you don't mention the fact you saw him not so subtly wiping a few tears from his cheeks because he's just as sensitive as you are he just won't admit it.

He loves when you're knitting or sewing. He always holds your ball of yarn and makes sure to keep turning it so that it doesn't go tense.

He's also happy to thread the needle for you because he's got a special knack for it.

You love reading together, and one of you always lies down with their head in the others lap its so fricken cute and domestic

King of being supportive of your education and your dreams. He helps you learn your notes and does quizes with you and is obsessed with coloured flashcards because he's convinced they'll help you learn better.

Also loves to ask all sorts of questions about psychology because he's fascinated by it and he gives you his full, undivided attention while you're explaining it all. He also does it because he knows explaining it will help you learn it what a sweetie.

When exams start to stress you out he's always on hand to support. You need a cup of coffee? Pots already brewing. You need a new set of flashcards? He's already bought some just in case.

You once heard him tell Babe that he thinks you're too good for him so you grabbed his hand that night and told him he was the most perfect man in the world and he shouldn't put himself down because he absolutely is perfect let's be honest.

Randomly comes up behind you and hugs you and kisses you on the cheek.

You've fallen asleep on your notes? He scoops you up and carries you to bed because you need proper sleep. Tucks you in and gives you a kiss on the forehead because yes he is that fricken sweet.

I need to end this here because I'm getting too many feels because I love Genie way too much tbh he is a precious angel.

I really hope you like it as much as I enjoyed writing it💓🥰

[hoosierbi]

Can u tell me more about their loops? What years are they from and why they were rescued? (Ive forgotten a bit abt the series just ignore anything stupid i say) bc this au is so fun and id love to know more :)

ur truly so brave for enabling me with this...... ur courage

well i didnt rly develop that part of the story yet but the general plan is like... the philly loop is in 1782 (self indulgent since its the year the first synagogue in philly history was founded and jew rights) during the american revolutionary war. the none-panloopticon entrance is through a basement of an old bar thats a hub for the rebel spies, and the panloopticon entrance is in an the attic of an inn on the other side of town. its a generally turbulent time in philly so no one will notice if anyone were to act strange (like a peculiar out of their depth, for example). the louisiana loop is in 1932 (self indulgent bc its the year my beloved grandpa was born) in gene roe and snafs hometown and it also has a connection to the panloopticon. this loop is more of a chill loop since the town is so remote, but it has a booming moonshine business so its also a party loop! fun! everyone can move freely between loops thanks to the panloopticon so everythings just good and dandy :’)

[lemonykleonella]

Lady Moon

WOO-HOO, ANIMATION INDUSTRY, HERE I GO! I created my own original universe! WITH MERMAIDS! Ahem, so this us Lady Moon, aka the Great Mother, aka the Queen of Seas. She's a giant mermaid based off of the ocean sunfish (even tho this fish has the "sun" in the name, I decided to make her moon based, to make some contrast, I guess) She's the most beloved and respected mermaid in the whole mermaid kingdom, which I haven't named yet. She's the mother of the mermaid named Leontine, the one who's picture I posted eariler Yes, Leontine is a red lionfish and Lady Moon is an ocean sunfish, but, let me explain Due to some events (that I also didn't come up with yet), Lady Moon had to transfer her roe to a random family of mermaids so Leontine, her future daughter, could be protected, which made her loose almost all of her sunfish genes and make her entirely like a lionfish (kindal ike Hercules, which was only 1% immortal, and other 99% he was a regular guy). Maybe I could make something much more original with this plot, add some characters, new stories, tragic secrets and plot twists, but let's just wait for it ^^ And yeah, this is all inspired by Steven Universe. And I'm not ashamed of that. I just really love the whole idea of a society of gems with their own hierarchy and culture. Plsu, Lady Moon is partially based off of Rose Quartz and the Granmamare from Ponyo (she was a giant mermaid mom, if I could describe her like that xD) Tell me what do you think about this concept! I'd love to hear your opinions! ^^ Character Lady Moon belongs to me

[pookielious]

hi I am interested to hear a bit more about your restaurant au and I would especially love to hear what thoughts you have regarding Gene’s role :)

- magnoliasforyourmedic

OKAY SO GENES ROLE

I kind of thought this thru but basically I imagine him as like a host/ waiter like he's definitely the waiter that always gets the most tips at the end of the night but he'll occasionally fill in as a host if they need him to

He's really charming and he like makes sure you have a good meal and everything is find with it and just in general is one of those servers that like you'll fall inlove with my the end of the night, he'd like that good at his job

I also do believe he's one of the few that has another job outside of the restaurant like he's a part time/ volunteer EMT so alot of the boys do see him as their own doctor or medic of sorts because he's still in the medical field in this au he's most definitely the one always coming up with a hangover remadies for nix or whoever else had been drinking the night before their shift and regular customers, he's also very known for fixing everyone up from their minor scrapes and cuts they get on the job

Ty for the question !! I love replying to these so like if you have any other characters you'd wanna know abt : ))

[pookielious]

I knew the bastogne sweep was gonna happen glad to see gene is loved though

What's your favorite band of brothers episode ?