#gene roe
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leckiestrikes · 2 days ago
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couldn’t sleep without it
inspired by upstream by @oatflatwhite
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leckiestrikes · 1 day ago
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this is going here bc i don’t like it so it doesn’t get to go on main but it’s a few scenes from this fic
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iamthejam · 2 days ago
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roe fans when five pixels:
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saintmalosunsets · 6 months ago
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Band of Brothers but it's just Gene looking for supplies
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yourspeirs · 8 months ago
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wongkaheiisbae · 4 months ago
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girl who is going to be okay :
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pookielious · 6 months ago
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The way speirs just drags roe along with him to find a doctor is like such a detail to me like I really would love to know how them as a dynamic would've worked like a man who's accepted he's dead and a medic trying to save as many people as he could all while being surrounded by death like if that's not a cool dynamic I don't know what is
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resting-distressed-face · 6 months ago
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No, I am not ok. Eugene Roe's little Cajun accent lives in my brain rent free.
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ilovehimbos · 11 months ago
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haters mad i speak the truth
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mariamegale · 11 months ago
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[The] lack of training in a controlled environment created a medic that was not as prepared as the General Board said a medic should be. It also created a medic who, when faced with the horrors on the line, could not properly perform his job. As the war raged, casualties amongst both the infantry and medical personnel mounted. During the war, the General Board created an internal study to see how the Medical Department was conducting evacuations in Europe. They dissected every aspect of care, even looking at the casualty rate for the aid men, and concluded that “most divisions with as much as six months of severe combat suffered one-hundred percent casualties amongst the company aid man.”
Fighting a War Without Rifles: Deconstructing the Image of the Unflappable Medic.
...in other words, we joke about eugene's constantly worried face, but when it comes to being not just the one person responsible for keeping everyone alive but also aware of the amount of training that person's gotten, if the question is "how fucked are you now," eugene is the one who knows, exactly, how fucked you are.
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cirr0stratus · 2 hours ago
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god was silent
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leckiestrikes · 3 days ago
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babe would visit lousiana to see gene after the war and experience his first crawfish boil. gene why are there gloves. gene what is happening. gene. and gene would look at babe like this
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kittiisimms · 2 months ago
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present
the forest of bastogne is quiet as you situate yourself by a tree a little away from everyone else, not miles but just enough to be alone. normally, you would not risk being alone but it's gotten to the point where maybe you do not care as much anymore. you had bottled everything up for too long and you were going to burst.
your absence hadn't go unnoticed as you would have liked. with your head spaced out, eyes focusing on some random stone showing through the blanket of snow on the ground you completely block the outside world.
"y/n?" a voice broke out, your eyes instantly snapping to the call of your voice and meeting the eyes of a worried looking gene.
quickly you looked away, wiping your eyes and red nose on your jacket sleeve as his footsteps made his way over to you. he sits down next to you, looking at you but you dont meet his eyes, continuing to look away.
"hey" you reply, voice quiet and flat - you had not intended to come out so bluntly especially to someone like gene.
"whatcha doin' all the way out here?" he asks, gentle - always gentle with you.
all you can do is shrug in reply, knowing if you just as much crack open your lips you'll choke out a godly sob and you don't want to cry in front of anyone. his shoulder is against yours, he's close to you.
you let out a breath, biting your lips, feeling warm tears fill your eyes as you look up, looking anywhere but gene, fingers fiddling with your laces.
"y/n" gene repeats your name softly, "d'you want me to leave you alone?" you can still feel his eyes on you.
your shake your head, still unable to speak but finally you look at him, and his face falls into a look of deep empathy. he understands. he knows. "please don't" your speak finally, bottom lip wobbling.
" 'course" he replies softly.
and he sits with you for a good few minutes, eventually holding his hand for comfort and warmth, leaning your head on his shoulder lightly. he'll never ever tell anyone - not a single soul and you know you're safe with him.
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saintmalosunsets · 6 months ago
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shane taylor at actor boot camp
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yourspeirs · 7 months ago
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"Yeah well you oughta! You know you are officers, you are grown-ups, you oughta know!"
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1waveshortofashipwreck · 10 months ago
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bruh how is Eugene Roe just so pRETTY
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