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[bellewintersroe]

Easy Boys x Reader - Smut

Smutty smut - how the sex goes down after months of not being able to touch one another, 18+ content below the cut - like pure filth so be warned.

Babe Heffron:

“Babe.” You’d be grinding on top of him, the two of you attempting to keep quiet as you move your hips back and forth on top of him. You’d be red in the cheeks, the warmest you’d felt in months, completely naked in the small bedroom you’d escaped to in Haguenau. Babe would swallow harshly, hands digging into your hips as he focuses on not cumming so quickly but he’s so captivated by the way your body moves against his, the way your face is confronted in pleasure and the way your tits would bounce with every movement.

Your back would be arched and you’re feeling like you’re ready to hit your peak until somebody bangs harshly on the door. “What the hell are you two doing in there?!”

Babe would shoot up, pulling your body below his protectively, with a harsh shout of, “nothin’! Go away!” At first he’d be a little disgruntled that your first love making session after months would be interrupted. “You’re doin’ nothin’?!” One of the other men would call out, not sounding so sure and you’d make eye contact and begin giggling before shushing each other.

“Yeah, nothin’! Just fuck off!” He called out again before looking down to you and kissing you deeply. “Just make sure you wrap it, Babe!”

Ron Speirs:

Dirty, dirty, pent up tension sex in his office after waiting for so fucking long. He’d have you bent over his table, your hands gripping onto anything they could find as he’d hold you by the hips and thighs, pulling your body into his with every single thrust of his hips.

It would be the kind of sex where you can’t walk properly for days after, like it’s sinful but you have to say quiet. Ron has his tie wrapped around your mouth, gagging you as he mutters praises every now and then.

“Missed you so much, sweetheart.”

“You’re even tighter than I remember.”

“God, I love this pussy.”

Ron is such a dom, and the two of you would get soooo carried away with how rough and lustful the sex gets. When you’re laid back over his desk and he’s on top of you he doesn’t give two shits about swiping everything onto the floor. After, when both of you are dishevelled and relieved it takes a whole long time to tidy up the mess you both make.

Joe Liebgott:

The two of you are friends until things bubble over during the party in Eindhoven. One minute you’re talking about how the neither has got any for months and then next thing you know you’re making out as needy and desperate as anything. The underlying sexual tension finally bubbles over and Joe is groping at your titties as you lay back on the table in some random house and he fucks you stood up.

The two of you don’t really speak, but considering how loud the festivities and party goers are outside you can be as loud as you want resulting in some pretty noisy, energetic sex. I wouldn’t necessarily call it rough, but it’s quick, his thrusts are erratic and you’re bouncing like crazy on top of him. Joe’s super cautious however, like he’d deffo check several times that you’re sure, especially as you’re friends- you’d deffo forget to use a condom and after the sex it sure does make for some awkward meetings later on.

Gene Roe:

Listen, cos you’re a nurse and he’s a medic you probs get the opportunity to be together alot more than you would in any other position. But just because you’re together doesn’t mean you’re alone, you’ve both tried for months to get some time alone, behind the closed curtains in the aid station, outside behind a bombed out building- hell you’d even sought each other out in a foxhole sometimes.

But nothing went past making out and touching over the clothes, that was until now. You’d finally got back to England and the house he was billeted in was empty for the night meaning you two were left to it on a rickety single bed. Did either of you care? No. The two of you would spend hours exploring one another’s body’s again, kissing, biting, sucking. Gene would have his head between for legs for hours if he could, and when he’d on top, fucking into you he’s already warning you he can’t last for long. Poor Gene would probs finish so fast but he’d go for another round, huffing and puffing past how sensitive his cock was because he knows it makes you feel so good.

Joe Toye:

“Fucking finally.” He’d mutter as soon as he was inside of you. His hips would move slowly, exhaling as he throws his sling onto the aid station cot behind him. “Joe.” You’d warn quietly. It’s super late in the aid station, Joe’s messed his arm up and the only perk of being at the aid station is that he gets to see you. After a heated exchange you find an empty space and the two of you give into your temptations.

It’s slow and sensual, you both have to be extra fucking quiet but Joe’s kissing up and down your spine when he takes you from behind, muffling your breaths with his hand and spilling his cum all over your ass, feeling like he could bust all over again at the sight of his seed dripping over your sweet pussy.

“Just 10 more minutes, huh, sugar?”

Lewis Nixon:

After you both go through breakups towards the end of the war, neither of you have had sex for a good year. The two of you would be drunk and comforting one another and one thing leads to another and soon you’re writhing beneath him, moaning out ‘sir’ as he’s bucking into you. Ugh and it’s so good, so lustful and dirty, you both have so much pent up emotion that’s released during the sex and afterwards the two of you kinda look each other like, ‘holy fuck that was good, did we actually just do that?’

Lewis deffo shares a cigarette with you after.

Floyd Talbert:

“C’mere, doll.” He’d hush pulling you into some kind of shed, close enough to where everybody in the company were. He had you picked up, holding your thighs and ass up whilst he fucked you as quietly as possible. Neither of you cared about the impractical location, you were alone and Floyd was inside you. The two of you probably wouldn’t bother with a condom which ummm leads to a worrying few weeks after but it’s all chill.

Floyd would have you in every kinda position, on the floor, up against the wooden wall- only when the whole shed was shaking did he have to lay you down using his blazer as a barrier between you and the floor. Floyd would be all over you, squeezing, grabbing, kissing, even though it’s probably just a quickly he’d throw in a million different things, including foreplay just to touch all the bases.

[ithinkabouttzu]

hi tysm for making BoB content lmao I live for it

If you’re comfortable making nsfw content, could you write about what kinks/things in the bedroom the boys would be into?

What kinks they would have (Easy Co. )

genre: Smut; romance

warnings: Asphyxiation, blindfolds, impact play, size kink, hickeys, dirty talk, etc.

MDNI (18+ please)

Dick Winters: I definitely see him being into anything romantic, he’s more on the vanilla side but he definitely knows that he’s doing, holding hands while fucking you is his favorite thing, he’s big on eye contact too, it’s so raw and intimate and it just makes it so much more intense. He also likes being praised, he probably doesn’t even realize that he does like it but whenever you do it, it gets him sooo weak.

Lewis Nixon: He’s more rough in the bedroom, he’s a total slut for when you take control, riding him or just you initiating stuff is his favorite thing ever. He likes pulling your hair, slapping, all that nasty stuff revolving impact play, but he never tries to over do it, in reality he’s just turned on by you in general, he’s willing to do almost anything if you ask him too. He’s a major whore for you and he knows it.

Carwood Lipton: He’s so soft and sweet, he takes his time whenever he’s with you, he loves seeing you in any type of cute lacy underwear, also skirts and sundresses, anything that can show your panties are his favorite. He just loves anything romantic with you, setting some candles and putting rose pedals all over the bed is a perfect start to a good evening.

Joe Toye: He’s so passionate no matter what. He’s into choking, not in the way where you can’t breathe at all, but he really enjoys just wrapping his big hand around your small neck, I also think he has some sort of size kink, he loves comparing your hands to his and he just loves the height difference between you two. He def likes power play too, seeing you under him helpless and he definitely loves being in control.

Joe Liebgott : Very romantic, constantly kissing you and keeping his hands on you, LOVES your tits too like omg it’s his fav thing ever, He’s very passionate too, leaving hickeys all over you. I think he would really like dirty talk, Like if you tried talking him through it, he’d probably cum so fast. He’s really into anything, whatever turns you on, turns him on too. Deep, passionate fucking is his absolute favorite, it doesn’t really matter where or anything after that.

Bill Guarnere : He’s into anything and everything. He likes being dominate and being rough though, throwing you around and fucking you as hard as he can. He likes dirty talk, whispering all kinds of dirty shit in your ear while you just take it. He has a rare sweet side in him too though, every once in a while he likes to switch things up, he’ll make the setting romantic and do absolutely anything you want, while being as soft as he possible can.

George Luz : I feel like he’s really into just watching you, all the facial expressions you make when he’s fucking you, the way you look when your horny, it’s his absolute favorite. After he does something, he always looks at you for your approval in your facial expressions. He’s also a big fan of dirty talk, when you say anything remotely dirty to him he gets turned on so quick it’s not even funny. He also love loves when you play with his hair omgggg.

Bull Randleman : He really likes it when you’re touchy, like rubbing your hand up and down his chest, or grabbing him by his jaw when your kissing him omg it gets him so flustered. Also it’s kind of random but he really likes it when you scratch or rub his back, like a sweet massage always turns into something more with him, feeling your soft small hands on him gets him all riled up. In any situation where you take control he likes too, it’s nice just sitting back and letting you take the reins every once and a while.

Eugene Roe: He really likes when you praise him in the bedroom, it just makes it so much more special when he feels appreciated. Like you telling him how handsome he is or how good he’s making you feel will always make him weak. I also think he’s a real sucker for eye contact, staring into your eyes while you come undone under him is a magical sight to see. It’s so much more intimate and special and he feels so close to you afterwards.

Floyd Talbert: He likes everything, this guy is a whore at heart, he love short dresses and tight shirts, quickies in the bathroom, sneaking around to fuck, hair pulling, leaving scratches all over his back from the night before, it’s all his favorite. He absolutely loves when you go cowgirl on him, riding him at full speed with the amazing sight of your tits in his face, he also loves when you leave hickies all over his body. He’s up for almost anything, all the time.

Skip Muck: He likes to keep it fun, I think he might like some type of voyeurism, watching you enjoy yourself or vise versa, he doesn’t like getting too serious, so maybe role play here and there to just spice it up every once and awhile. He’s pretty open on trying things if you’re into it too. His favorite which is kinda random, but it’s sneaking out to go fuck. whether it’s out on a picnic or somewhere more secluded, the fear of being caught always gives him a thrill.

Don Malarkey: He’s a service dom for sureee. He’s into being intimate with you, being close as possible to you while still giving you the pleasure you deserve. The thing that really turns him on is just seeing you turned on, you are his absolute fantasy come true, so when it comes to the bedroom, he doesn’t care what it is, as long as you like it he’s willing to do it. When you kiss his neck he becomes completely yours though, willing to do anything you ask him to.

Babe Heffron: Contrary to popular belief I think he’s probably more on the amateur side of things, so I think he would be into usual stuff, he likes doing anything that brings fun to the table, if it’s a little risky then he’s down to do it with you for sure. Quickies when no one’s around, and constantly leaving hickies and bruises all over you so that everyone can see them. He finds it super attractive everytime you wear something slightly suggestive, like it gets him weak sooo quick.

Shifty Powers: He’s so romantic with you, he’s just into you you’re his kink or his turn on, literally anything you do will make his heart flutter and he can’t help but feel some type of way when you do literally anything. He’s so into needy, unplanned sex, like the random kind where you guys both need each other so much that nothing else matters.

Frank Perconte: Likes anything that is passionate, he likes the power play stuff too, blindfolds or tying you up is something that he’s always down to try, I also think he’s a slut for a nice pair of lingerie, like if you come around him wearing any sort of lacy panties then it’s over for you LOL, he’s really romantic though, taking his time with your body and finding all of the right things that make you feel good is a priority for him.

Sorry if this isn’t so good, but thank you so much for your request, lovely! If you enjoyed make sure to like or reblog :)🤍

[lenisoldi]

Malarkey

First Kiss

Roe

All for nothing

We belong together

Anything for you

Liebgott

You can’t deny it

BoB boys reaction to you being a virgin and a bit shy because of it

BoB boys: Hobbies

HC: You confessing your love to them (Luz, Bill, Nix)

HC: Short fem!reader

HC: Doc’s reaction to Y/N being afraid of nearly everything

Luzs and Docs reaction to see you cry

Speirs reaction to your crying after he yelled at you

Who fell first, who fell harder

HC: Relationship with Ronald Speirs

HC: First time sleeping with them (Bill, Tab, Ron)

Genes reaction to your selfharming

BoB boys reaction to your self harming

BoB boys reaction to your self harming pt.2

Luz and Toye

Speirs

BoB boys

[joenotexotic99]

Hey can I request band of brothers characters x reader first time headcanons ? Also by the way I love your work.

A/n: sorry I dropped off the face of the planet for a minute. I was in a bit of a slump. Enjoy! [Lmk if you want a pt 2]

-This is a work of fiction based on the actors portrayal of these men. Every ounce of respect to the real soldiers-

Warnings: contains NSFW themes, plain filthy smut, language, minor dni.

Masterlist

Dick winters

-he's the type of man to not want to hook up or have any short term commitments. So sleeping with you would probably be when the two of you have are already been well into dating. He cares so much about you. That loving matter probably carries on into the bedroom. Will always make sure you feel comfortable and is Def big of consent. Later down the road he might get a little more adventurous but for the first time he wanted it special. Gently taking off your close. Lots of kisses. So much passion. His hands would roam your body. He might even light a few candles. Like I said he's definitely on the vanilla side. At least in the beginning of you two's sex life so it most likely would be missionary. But nevertheless he for sure rocked your world. King of aftercare.

"You look so pretty naked for me you know that"

Lewis nixon

- he has just as much respect for you as winters but is more on the spontaneous side, as well as that sleeping with you is what started your relationship. The sexual tension between you two has been going on for months until he invited you to his house for a drink and a movie. One drink in and you both got flirty and your confidence skyrocketed. One thing led to another and he had you slammed into his bedroom door in just your panties. He kisses up and down your neck before laying you down on the bed. Would be such a tease omfg. Kissing up and down your legs never going where you wanted. Making you say exactly how you want him. Forsure wants to see you ride him. Making sure your boobs get plenty of attention as well.

"Use your words baby, tell me what you want"

"Fuck nixon I want you to eat me out"

George luz

-so playful but so sweet at the same time. Cares so much about you but is so fucking horny for you at the same time. It happens after a few dates. He is super nervous but after a glass of wine from dinner and a whole lot of pinning you finally see the sexual side of him. Once you are through the door of his house his mouth is on yours and your back hits the door as you wrap your legs around his waist. I wholeheartedly believe that this man's fingering game is on top. He can make you come in less than five minutes with his fingers alone. He is big on moaning during sex. He is a vocal man. You definitely know that he's feeling good by how much he's praising you. Can see him liking when you pull his hair. Enjoys being more dominant however if you take the lead he is for sure a very happy man. Watching you ride his dick does things to him he can't explain. It's a long night of moaning, laughing and SEVERAL orgasms.

"God dammit luz I'm gonna come"

"Fuck you feel so good around me you know that"

Joseph Liebgott

-hes a big fuckin tease when you sleep together. Leaving hickies up and down your body. You would ache for him to fuck you long before he's done exploring your body. His hands roaming you as he eats you out. Would LOVE cowgirl. We all know he's a boob man. As you ride him he would pay so much attention to your boobs before making his way to your mouth he would take your face between your hands and kiss you. He brings his hands down to your waist to halt your movements before he starts slamming into you. Talks so much dirty talk and praises into your ear as he fucks you. Seeing you come would send him over the edge. Afterwards he would be so caring during after care. However when you are in the shower cleaning yourself he would not hesitate to hop in with you for round number two.

"Your body's so perfect for me, just me"

"Just you joe, just you"

Carwood lipton

- so caring the whole time omg. Like winters it happens when your relationship is already established. He would make sure you are well and comfortable the whole time. Tells you to tell him if anything hurts. Just wants you to feel good. Will probably come in his pants from eating you out, he adores you so much. When it comes to it he's so nervous he's going to hurt you but you reassure him that he's not. Will fuck you with so much passion. He makes it his mission to know every square inch of your body by the time the night ends. And he definitely does. He loves watching you tilt your head back and arch your back while you scream his name. He makes sure that you finish several times wanting you to have as much as much pleasure as possible before he even considers himself. Afterwards he would make sure that you are ok and that he never made you uncomfortable at any point.

"Am I ok? Car I just had the best sex of my life. I am more than ok"

[bleedingcoffee42]

[sarah-457]

"Hiya, darling!" Bull Randleman 🌻

Warning ⚠️ smut present:)

This it my first fic so I hope you enjoy

Y/n was walking towards the lounging soldiers next to the fire. She was extremely tired. Having barely slept in the last week, she constantly tended to the wounded, almost never leaving their side. However, one specific injured man was too proud to ask for help, so she had to hunt him down so she could treat him. She stopped next to Bull; he had a deep gash on his forehead.

"Hiya, darling!" was the first thing he said to her. "Hiya, darling. I really don't think your sweet talk is going to get you out of this." Y/n and Bull were close friends, attached at the hip. No one knew exactly how they became friends, especially since Bull was never a very open person. But he had a soft spot for Y/n, maybe even a little crush on her, though he would never admit it, knowing he would never hear the end of it from his friend Jonny Martin, so he decided to ignore his feelings.

"Darling, I'm fine," he said. "Go look at the other guys; don't worry about me." Y/n replied, "Bull, I'm a medic. Worrying about you is my job." She grabbed his arm and tried to pull him away from the fire and to the aid station, but Bull, being much larger and stronger than her, didn't budge. "Come on, Bull. I'm already tired. I really do not want to deal with this. Could you please just work with me?" Bull smiled at the girl. He stood up and walked away from his friends.

When they reached the aid station, she pointed at a chair. "Sit down," she said. Bull listened to her and sat down, waiting for her.

"Now, let me have a look at your head." She grabbed his jaw with her hands and turned his face so he was looking at her. She started to sanitize the wound, and Bull winced slightly.

As she tended to Bull's wound, he couldn't help but notice a loose strand of hair. Unable to resist, he reached out and gently brushed it away from Y/n's face. "How are you actually doing, darling?" Bull asked. He noticed the confused look on her face, to which she replied, "You're asking me when you're the one hurt. That's not how this works, Bull," Y/n said with a gentle smile.

As Bull gazed into Y/n's eyes, a hint of vulnerability and affection shone through. He couldn't help but feel a strong connection to her, not just as a friend or a medic caring for his wounds, but as someone who had touched his heart. Bull leaned a little closer, his voice softer. "I'm asking because I care about you, Y/n, not just as my medic but as someone I've come to admire in these trying times." Y/n's cheeks flushed slightly at his words, and she continued to clean and dress his wound.

"Well, Bull, I appreciate that. It's been a tough week, but I'm managing. We'll get you patched up, and you'll be back on your feet in no time."

"What if I don't want to be back on my feet?" Bull said. "What if I want to stay with you?" Y/n replied with a smile, "Then I would say that you'd be crazy."

Bull leaned in closer, "And what if I said that I liked you, Y/n?"

As Bull's words hung in the air, Y/n's heart raced with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She had always harbored a deep admiration for Bull, but the thought that he might share similar feelings left her almost breathless. She looked into his eyes, searching for sincerity, and then, with a shy smile, she admitted, "Bull, I... I've liked you too, more than I've ever let on."

A warm and genuine smile spread across Bull's face as he reached out to gently cup Y/n's cheek. "I'm glad I finally had the courage to tell you. And I'm even happier that you feel the same way," he said softly.

He gently pulled her closer, cupped her cheeks, and kissed her. She was hesitant at first, not knowing what to do, but Bull took the lead, and she kissed him back. Their lips fitted perfectly together, as if they were made for each other. Bull and Y/n pulled away from each other, both with blushing cheeks, but smiles on their faces.

Bull stood up towering over y/n and taking her hand, gently in his,

how about we take this somewhere more private like the sergeant barracks they’re usually empty at this hour since everyone is outside eating dinner?

Y/n felt her cheeks, heating up again but nodded

Together, they walked towards the barracks when they entered the room Bull pulled her closer and kissed her again, this time more hungrily. She kissed him back. It was a heated kiss, they moved towards the bed lips Still attached.

Bull hovered on top of y/n and she could feel his hard on pressing against her leg

She looks up at bull and he asked are you sure about this?

She nodded with a smile and began to pull off his shirt.

Y/n looked at his toned body and felt herself getting wet.

Both where now completely naked and they just admired each other

Bull was huge and his dick was just as huge as the rest of him

Y/n looked at it with wide eyes. That’s not gonna fit, she said

It’s going to be fine darling bull said with a chuckle.

He leaned in close, his expression serious as he looked down at you , "Please, promise me you'll let me know if I ever hurt you." He said

Y/n nodded and smiled I’m gonna need you to say that out loud y/n.

“I promise that I’ll let you know if it hurts,” Y/n said with a smile.

Bull started to kiss her neck and jawline, slowly moving towards her breast y/n was not used to this kind of stimulation her never being with a man like this before she Was moaning every time he sucked on her neck

Which only made bull more turned on.

He aligned himself at her entrance and and asked, are you ready?

Y/n nodded and he slowly started to push his length in. y/n moaned loudly it hurt a little bit. It wasn’t as bad as she was expecting it to be. But she has never felt so full in her life.

Bull saw a little blood and became worried Hey you’re still doing okay bull asked.Y/n responded with a strained I’m fine.

Good cuz I am about a quarter in

Y/n eyes widened, turns to look at bull.

He looked at her with a cheeky smile and gave her a kiss.

He slowly started to push himself further. She clenched so hard around him. That he knew he wouldn’t last long with her.

Now, he was fully inside her

Bull gave y/n some time to adjust to his size and when she squeezed his arm, he took that as a signal to start

he started slow, to make y/n as comfortable as possible. Bull let out a moan “you are really tight darling” he said with a grunt.

Y/n just kissed him and he continued to pump inside her but with a bit more force than before.

Oh, fucking hell!” Y/n cried out the pleasure was becoming a lot for her.

Bull was starting to move faster and faster, and

Y/n moaned loudly and bull kissed her to keep her from making any more sounds. 

“Keep going” she Squealed! He grabbed one of her legs and hooked his arm under it pulling her in a new position and a new form of pleasure.

“Oh g-god yes!!” She screamed bull could feel her starting to clench harder on his dick and he knew she was close hè started to move faster.

Y/n soon felt her climax causing her whole body shake as she felt the waves from her climax course thru her. “B-bull!!”she screamed out in pleasure

It did not Take bull long before he also felt his climax he quickly pulled out and came on her thigh.

They just laid there for a wile until bull started to clean Y/n up and they both got dressed.

that was the most amazing sex ever, Y/n exclaimed bull chuckled and looked at her with Pure, adoration in his eyes.

Let’s make the next time even better, he responded and he pulled her in for a kiss.

[indigo-graves]

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After | Roy Kent (One Shot) 18+ -ao3 -ff.net -wattpad

Softer | Roy Kent coming soon

This Dance | Joe Liebgott

This Dance Pt. 2 | Joe Liebgott 18+

Falling | Carwood Lipton 18+

Rusty | Lewis Nixon

Rusty pt. 2 | Lewis Nixon 18+

Curahee | Joe Toye

Warmth | Eugene Roe

[evidenceof]

Winnix Country, I'll take you there.

Winnix fic recs finally! I clawed through pages 1-61 on AO3 and then scoured through Dreamwidth because I just need this ship injected into my brain.

Just so we're all aligned, I'm very much into "Classic" Winnix. And while generally I do still read AUs, much of what I keep close are the ones that are entrenched in, before, and after the war. Still enjoy a bit of the supernatural though. So please forgive the lack of non-WWII AUs. :') Ok onward.

Note: All links in blue are restricted to logged-in AO3 users! So hopefully you have an account so you can read some gold.

5+1 tag

The Way I Wear Your Hat by Muccamukk - I will consume anything Mucca writes and live in it for at least two weeks.

Let Me Be Close by armyofbees - So tooth achingly sweet, tender in post-war. Nix combing Dick's hair? I'm so.

I'm Alright Now You're Here by @stopstopstopit - A.k.a. Dick and Nix going, "Was I truly that blind???" about each other and everyone in Easy Company saying, "Yeah." So good, so, so fun. Giggled like a maniac all throughout.

Pre-War

Before the World Begins by rilla (@flomps)- The first time I read this, I cried. Then again the second, third, fourth, etc. Lew and Dick meet in NY before Benning, before everything, and it's under very different circumstances. I love the characterization of Nix and Dick in this so much and the gentleness in the midst of all the smut. A TALENT!

Lancaster County by rachelelpillo - Technically not pre-war because this is an AU where it happens without them. It's bittersweet, but emphasis on the sweet. Teenage Dick and Nix and a whole summertime of falling in love.

Bicostal by dancinguniverse - I am a sucker for anything that starts at OCS. I love this and the telegrams and letters tucked within it.

Wartime

Bird Wedding by rachelelpillo - The way she writes anything really sounds like a summer day to me. This one is very understated and just wonderful if you want something that leaves you smiling. (Highly recommend you go through her work, last she posted was in 2010. :') )

And at Your Touch, I Burn by Muccamukk- CHRIST. A SICK!FIC. God I love this for so many reasons, one of them being just the incredible way Mucca describes the field exercise, the crawl and length of it. And Dick getting sick. Nix doing what he does. It's wonderful. It's perfect.

Vampire Overhead! by joissant - There's a little Vampire!Nix AU for you. In the midst of Bastogne and hunger, there is this and it's fucking fantastic.

love divine, all loves excelling by @flanneryoconnorfanfiction - The way my heart soared all throughout this fic. Religion, for many reasons is often the point of friction for Dick, and this one turns it over its head. It's reverent and (so) joyful and honestly, probably what God should feel like. There are not enough kudos-es in the world.

Post-War

Head Trip by @ezlebe - Two lines from this fic ring in my head daily, that's how much I loved every bit of it. And I mean who isn't a sucker for Operation Varsity-adjacent fics? Harry's in this so it's automatically just extra wonderful for me. I LOVE!! I absolutely love.

Like a Bird on the Wire by semperama - Them coming home without an established relationship is always a trope enjoy. Blanche Nixon is here being cheeky, and Dick is all smiley, Lewis is stressed the fuck out. It all makes for a wonderful get-together.

More than a Team by @mercurygray - I love reading about Ann Winters and I love seeing Nix and Dick navigate those familial relationships after the war. This is short and so, so sweet. Every bit as wonderful as the ice cream.

thyme and rosemary by @oatflatwhite - Yet another one where Ann Winters makes a wonderful cameo. Dick is trying not to be miserable and he keeps writing all these unsent letters to Lew. Featuring the cutest kitten ever.

Series

What Things We Have Heard Together by joissant (4 works) - Quite possibly required reading for Winnix enthusiasts. Feels like such a gift to be able to thread through so many points in their relationship and everyone else tangled in their orbit.

Winnix from the POV of other people Oh my god I love outsiders-looking in fics of the two of them.

Transcript by Corvid Cordelia - LISTEN. If you love Easy Company, you love Winnix, Webgott, Spierton, etc, they're all here. It's such a treat for people who fell in love with everyone's personalities in BoB.

Women in Conversation by shiveringpinkala - Ann Winters tries to surprise her brother and it doesn't go quite as planned. Blanche is in this too so it makes it extra delightful. Love this fic.

Entendre by @thrillingdetectivetales - Harry Welsh has no fucking clue what Buck Compton is implying about Winters and Nixon but he's gonna find out. Again, I love Harry Welsh with all of me.

A special mention to String Quartet No. 14 by @oatflatwhite for a HS AU that had me kicking my feet and smiling all the way to the very last word.

If you have similar favorites, PLEASE LET'S TALK ABOUT THEM. There's still a lot I'd like to re-read and revisit so this will highly likely be updated in the future. I'd love to hear your favorites too. <3

[luminouslywriting]

hey love! can you do a BoB boys when their partner has the same personality as them? please?

love your work 🤭❤️

Hi Nonny, you're so sweet :) I'm glad that you enjoy my work so much! Reminder that my requests are open and that I don't mind spam BUT PLEASE, I don't write actual smut scenes/imagines/x readers :) So don't ask?? Thanks??

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Dick Winters:

-You mean this man finds someone of equal responsibility, maturity, kindness, and social grace? The world is unprepared for the level of wholesome that this relationship is going to be.

-I think that naturally, this is the type of person that Dick Winters attracts anyway, so it all works out

-You know that quote about how the Lydia's of the world don't attract the Mr. Darcy's? Yeah, totally applies here. To be in a relationship where there's equal level respect, focus on the job, and genuine care for one another is rare

-He's very grateful for you and for the relationship and never misses an opportunity to express this

-The men of Easy Company easily consider you the parents of the group, hands down

Lewis Nixon:

-This relationship is so chaotic, SMH—like—this man is out here getting drunk most of the time and so are you, as you helpfully suggest an unhinged thing that actually works

-The level of genius and smarts is unparalleled, it's just soured by the attitude that is doubled when the two of you are together

-He considers you his soulmate (like, way more than Vat-69 is) and vice versa

-I think that ultimately, this is a relationship that is consistently burning and like a wildfire, but in the most sensual and best of ways—you're there to help each other be both simultaneously worse and better

-Iconic, if I do say so myself

Ronald Speirs:

-Scary dog privilege goes both ways now?? Iconic, truly.

-Two rather quiet people who are there to work hard and get the job done by whatever means necessary meet and fall in love and therefore the stories about the two of you are UNHINGED

-But behind closed doors, you're both just very soft for one another and in love

-And if you steal as much as he does? It's maybe a competition to see who can flatter the other person more via stolen Nazi goods, but hey—if it works for you two lol

-Honestly, the leadership and compatibility in the way that you two work together is unparalleled

Buck Compton:

-Two college kids that are out there with natural charisma and fun but care about the men in Easy Company more than anything else? Bestie, this is just for you

-This man is utterly besotted with the way that you can talk college/academics with him and not even miss a beat

-There's a fun and healthy level of competition when it comes to games and downtime, which the both of you enjoy

-And everyone knows how good you two are at keeping spirits up and preserving morale, especially for each other

-The kind of emotional atunement to one another is rare to find I think that everyone is slightly envious of the two of you

Carwood Lipton:

-A responsible mom friend meets another responsible mom friend—and you know what? The level of married couple that you two are off the bat from meeting one another is just too much haha

-It's the domestic details and trying to check in on people/their mental health throughout the war, it's the way that the two of you know exactly how to care for one another in a non-overbearing sort. of way—

-If Lipton is the undisputed leader of Easy Company during Bastogne, then you're the undisputed right hand person—always putting the needs of the men and your S/O before yourself

-Selflessness and genuine love is also really rare to come by and I think that this is just what Lipton really needs—a support who is just a little bit too much like him

-You two are easily married by the time you end up in Austria

Joe Liebgott:

-Why is this giving gremlin energy? I can't explain it, but the way that the two of you constantly flirt and joke and have each other's backs is amazing

-Everyone is just like, "Lieb, there's two of you" and they're not wrong

-Supporting one another's beliefs and vengeance—because sometimes it's not about making the other person better, it's just about accepting them as they are and loving them anyway

-Easy Company simply adores the two of you and the way that you two succinctly work as a team and in tandem most of the time

-But you two are also so incorrigible and horny at any given time, so that's their one vice with the two of you

Donald Malarkey:

-This man?? Right here? The best friend energy that he exudes and now gets to have with you? Amazing

-It's the way that your relationship feels like breathing air because the two of you are so easily able to talk to one another, are each other's best friends, and the way that you care fiercely about one another and everyone else

-Sometimes it's like looking in the mirror though and the two of you are like, "please just go take a nap,"

-And unwillingly taking charge of situations w/Easy Company because it's just you or him that's left to lead? Also part of the deal, but everyone is on board with you

-Lots of hugs and cuddles are needed between the two of you

Eugene Roe:

-Oh goodness—two people who are out here burning themselves out for everyone else because they care so much? You two are either the most passionate lovers ever or you two are arguing about how the other person needs to take care of themselves and there's no in between

-You're both nurturers and lovers by nature and so being in this war is hard for the two of you

-Exchanging stories from home and sternly commanding the other to please "get some sleep or eat something" because you love them?? It's a love language

-No one wants to be on either of your bad sides—let alone the two of you at the same time. It's giving the energy of upsetting the nicest and clearly bravest people ever.

-If you two aren't engaged by the end of the war, then what's the point?

Bill Guarnere:

-Loyal to a fault, good sense of humor, probably from Philly? I mean, it's no wonder this man fell for you, you're just him in another font

-Literally everyone out here just wants to be friends with the two of you because you're already lowkey married, if that makes sense

-The conversation alone leaves everyone just wishing the two of you would get a room though

-Physically affectionate best friends who also makeout and maybe have some serious feelings for one another? Absolutely

-He absolutely writes you letters throughout the rest of the war after Bastogne and wants to marry you ASAP

Joe Toye:

-Quiet energy that lowkey makes people scared because of an RBF but then is super gentle? Oh yes, the two of you were made for one another

-You two easily become friends and easily fall in love—after all, the level of devotion and friendship, but also the ability to actually talk to one another? Unmatched

-He always has your back and vice versa; he already wants to talk about domestic life and you're out here naming your future dogs together

-And then Bastogne happens and you promise that you're gonna make it home so you can take care of him

-And no one is surprised when the same week you get home from the war, you end up married to him

George Luz:

-The comedic value here is too great and far unmatched. You're either super menaces together and leadership hates the two of you or you are carrying the morale of Easy Company on your backs.

-He's never met someone to match his humor so well or encourage him in the same way that he does others—and it's a beautiful match made in heaven

-Everyone is half-convinced that you're just his twin or something, but then the two of you are in love and everyone is rooting for the two of you

-You probably both propose to one another in a joke at some point and then have to actually do a proposal later on at the end of the war

-Everyone shows up for the wedding because no one was gonna miss out on the speeches that the two of you prepared haha

[bloodstainedsaint]

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hello, welcome to my blog! i write for the characters of band of brothers! i go by saint, bluebonnet, or nurse! below the read more includes my masterlist, to-write list, who i write for, request status and rules, and a little about me!

♤FIC HIGHLIGHT: louder than bombs (george luz x medic! reader angst)

♠️: for #bobcollab, i'm open to doing edits, moodboards, and fics!

masterlist

dick

things better left unsaid. (dick winters x nurse! reader angst)

noises in the bedroom with dick winters (smut hcs)

of sweet teeth and indulgence (dick winters x reader)

ron

rumors and gossip (ronald speirs x nurse! reader smut)

sticky fingers (ronald speirs x reader smut)

lew

loose lips sink ships (lewis nixon x medic! reader)

gene (platonic)

eugene roe x best friend + medic! reader (hcs)

lieb

the sniper (joseph liebgott x sniper! reader)

when worlds collide (joseph liebgott x air force! reader)

misc

noises in the bedroom with ron, lew, lieb, luz, and shifty (smut hcs)

to-write list

nothing yet!

i write for:

dick winters

ronald speirs

lewis nixon

joe liebgott

eugene roe (in a platonic capacity)

george luz

shifty powers

babe heffron

+ anyone else platonically (if i'm familiar enough with them — ex: bull, my bbygirl)

requests: CLOSED

as of right now, requests are not open since i want to get through some original ideas (+ i haven't made request rules yet)

about me

link to my original (unedited) post

+ if you couldn't tell, i am an absolute sucker for nurse/medic reader 😭😭

my thoughts on show vs real life

[lewis-winters]

Same anon who just sent you the NSFW headcanon idea: The way I am BEGGING someone more talented than me to write this scene I NEED it 😭

HAHAHAHAHHAHA I'm so sorry, babe, I don't really have the mental capacity to write anything right now, but I will throw it out to anyone who'd like to rise to the occasion.

But also please check out @marycontraire and their series Contact Tracing, which has a Dick Winters who is both very in love and VERY horny for Lewis Nixon.

And all of BristlingBassoon's Winnix stuff, which includes my absolute favorite winnix smut fic, Queen for a Day, where Dick gets off on Lew in drag.

[bellewintersroe]

Lewis Nixon x Female Reader

Ok so thank you to @kyrkbacken18 requesting the BoB x easy nurse, morning after, I had the idea to build off my Lewis Nixon head cannons and write a one night stand smut with drunk nurse reader x drunk Nix.

This is honestly so fun to write and the idea is so amusing in my head, especially the whole morning after thing. So anyway, 18+ smut below the cut, hope you guys enjoy 😏

May 8th, 1945, The Eagles Nest, 8AM:

“Holy shit-” “What?!”

The sound of another voice, a male voice, startled me as I jumped back from the body pressed against mine. A hairy arm slung over my NAKED waist was quickly removed as I turned over wide eyed. “Nixon?!” Fuck. Last night- fuck, shit- oh my god I was naked! Naked in front of Lewis Nixon?! I was in bed with Lewis Nixon, my captain?! Gasping, I snatched at the covers, yanking them over my exposed breasts as Lewis was wide eyed, glancing up and down from my chest to my face. “Stop looking at me like that!”

“Well- I- what?! I can’t help it!” He too was now pulling the covers over his exposed skin, pulling the material to prevent any of his, ahem, manhood from becoming exposed. “Don’t you look at me like that!” He then mimicked as my eyes snapped back up to the messy haired Captain. “I-I’ve already seen you like that.” I pointed out, running my hand through my tangled hair as I averted my eyes back down to the patterned bedsheets. Of course I’d seen Lewis naked, especially when we’d slept together last night. “Oh god, oh god, but you’re- you’re my- we’re just-“ “Friends, I know, Nix. Stop stressing you’re making my head hurt.” I groaned, hands rubbing over my face as the hangover kicked in, in full force. I felt like somebody had quite literally punched me in the head, now I had the whole issue of facing the consequences of sleeping with my company’s Captain, for Christ sake!

Lewis groaned and collapsed back into the plush of the bed. We’d been celebrating hard at Germany’s surrender, and here we were, in the Eagle’s Nest, several bottles of red wine and champagne later, here we were…

May 7th, 1945, Eagles Nest, 11pm:

“In here.” Nixon pushed his hand on my lower back, leading me through into an almighty bedroom in the Eagles Nest. “Oh, fuck, in here?! Where Hitler slept?” I giggled, feeling his hands tighten on my waist as he pressed another drunken kiss to my lips. “Fuck yeah.” He grumbled, our lips beginning to move in sync, as I sloppily dropped onto the bed, pulling him down with me.

I was so drunk, high on the celebration of the German army surrendering, so was Lew. We’d been drinking all afternoon long, and after one conversation I really let my hots for Captain Nixon get the better of me and we’d snuck off by ourselves. Nixon was rested between my legs, hips lazily grinding into mine as I hummed against his mouth, unable to keep my eyes closed for too long without the room spinning. “You wanna fuck me in Hitler’s bed?” I giggled as he pushed himself down, kneeling at the end of the bed as he began tugging off my underwear, “I wanna do more than that.” He slurred, moving straight back up my skirt and attaching his mouth to my sensitive core. “Oh my god…” the pleasure was instant. The bit of his mouth against my aching clit sent me into overwhelming bliss. The alcohol buzzing around my bloodstream only made me feel 10x better as my fingers clumsily found his hair, running my hand through the dark mop sloppily. I didn’t feel the urge to hold back my moans, my inhibitions were low and I was releasing breathy moans at the way his lips and tongue were working on me. His large hands came to smooth up my legs, over my thighs, and up my dress as he unbuttoned my dress to expose more of me. “It feels so good.” I sighed, eyes rolling back into my head meanwhile my hips rolled up against his face. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” I whined, replacing his hands and ridding myself of my constricting dress, Lewis broke apart from his antics to pull my dress over my body before delving back in and holding eye contact with me. “Oh, fuck.” I moaned out, attempting to sit up straight and watch how he was pleasuring me.

His tongue darted against my clit, sending my hips and legs jolting as I fell back against the bed, fingers snatching his hair. “God, I want you to fuck me Nix.” I cried out, my hands roaming over my tits as he let out a muffled growl against my pussy. “Please, please…” my head then snapped up to make eye contact. “I need you to fuck me.” I had no patience, not now I was drunk and desperate for this man. “You need me to fuck you, hm?” He was pushing himself up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as I anticipated what he was to do next, seeing him climb back up onto his knees on either side of me. “Yeah.” I breathed, my serious expression turning into a playful smirk as I nudged his leg with my knee. “Captain Nixon.” I giggled lowly, watching him rid himself of his tie and top button. “Oh you wanna call me that now?” He breathily spoke, hand working on his belt. “Mmmmh.” I smiled, hand slowly undoing the buttons of his uniform shirt.

“I bet you do.” He muttered, falling on top of me as he freed himself of his pants and underwear. I was aching for him to push inside of me, so when I felt the contact of his tip against my hole, I bucked my hips up a little higher.

“Please.” I whispered, our lips attaching once again as he kissed me deeply, rubbing his cock against my wetness. “Please, sir.” With that he pushed himself into me, the stretch of him making me feel full feeling so fucking good- I couldn’t help but moan out. We both sighed out simultaneously, getting too carried away to think of using any protection. Fuck it, I thought. As long as he was careful, but careful was the last thing I wanted. Slowly, his hips began thrusting into mine as I moved my head back away from the kiss to watch his pleasured expressions. “Is this good?” He panted as I nodded. “So good.”

“You want me to speed up?” “Yeah.” I whined, pushing his unbuttoned shirt off his back as he slipped out of it, discarding it besides me before he began fucking into me at a pace that made it perfect to hit that sensitive spot inside of me. “Oh god, Nixon.” “Yeah? Atta girl, taking me so good.” He smoothed his hand over my bra, before squeezing my tits. “Fuck, you feel so good inside me.” “Yeah? You like being a bad girl, getting fucked by your captain, don’t you?” He panted out, moaning out from his teeth as I moaned out, rolling my hips against his cock. “Yeah, I do, sir.” I giggled, head turning to the side as I took a few heavier breaths. Nix had pushed himself up, angling my hips further into his as he thrusted harder into me. The bed was squeaking and creaking under our movements, it kinda turned me on more; and I was so buzzed from the alcohol I literally did not give two shits about anybody else hearing. They were all outside anywhere.

Nixon began fucking me harder, his movements slightly sloppy from all the wine he’d been drinking, but fuck it felt good. He was the first man that I’d fucked in years, it was probably a good thing I’d been drunk or it could’ve hurt.

“Nix.” I whined, “god, you’re fucking sexy.” He muttered, kissing me on a sharp inhale as he bucked into me harder. “Mmmm.” I hummed as he let out a moan that sent me straight to heaven.

“Turn over for me.” Lewis then muttered as I let out another moan, turning onto all fours for him. I had to admit, it was a little difficult at first, especially as his cock was an impressive size, but I managed to sink my front half down onto the bed, arching my back for him and sticking my ass up.

Lewis was moaning, fuck, he sounded good, I too couldn’t hold back my moans and whines as he smoothed his arm up my back, clipping off my bra as I whined, throwing my hips back into his when he’d slowed down.

“That’s it.” He’d groaned, “such a dirty girl doing this in Hitler’s bed.” His words were pushing me straight to my high, I could feel my pussy throbbing as I desperately bucked back into him, grinding and turning my hips. “Fuck me, please Nix, please.” I borderline whined out. “Mmmh, c’mere.” He hunched over me, catching his lips on my shoulder as he continued to fuck into me.

My head was pressed against the mattress, loud sounds of pleasure escaping my mouth as I snatched at the bedsheets and pillows desperately. It felt like we’d both completely lost control, and before I knew it I was being launched onto Lew’s body. Now it was my turn to be on top, but I was completely worn out from being fucked into so well. “Put it back in.” Nix muttered in his low, husky tone, hands on my hips as I sunk down onto the swell of his dick. “Mmmm, it feels too good.” I whined once I’d started moving. It was a little sensitive at first, but I could feel a pressure deep inside of me waiting to unravel.

I ground my hips into his, my fingers moving to rub against my clit as Nix moaned at the sight. “Atta good girl, cum for me.” He squeezed my hips, holding me down over his manhood. “Yeah?!” I gasped out, breathless as I chased my high. “Fuck, yeah- shit, I’m gonna cum with you.” Nix dropped his head back as I bounced a little more on his cock before feeling the explosion of my orgasm rattle through me. “Oh god, oh fuck, sir, I’m cumming! Fuck!” I let out desperate gasps of overwhelming pleasure as my orgasm rushed through me, only feeling him slip out to cum against my thigh and his stomach with a few fast strokes and a deep groan. His seed shot up, as Nix groaned and gasped, body jittering as his other hand gripped my hip tightly. Fuckkk, it was so sexy, he was so sexy. We were both breathless messes as I collapsed completely naked in the bed besides him. Nix groaned once more, hand resting on my ass. “Fuck, I didn’t realise how good that would be.” He grumbled as my eyes fluttered shut, tired out from our drunken romp. “Mmmmh.” I giggled as he pressed one more kiss to me, cleaning himself up and with the tissues from the box besides us before I think I must’ve passed out, blacked out completely from the sheer amount of drinks I’d consumed.

I’d just deal with the consequences tomorrow, right now, I just wanted to sleep off the lack of sobriety…

[ithinkabouttzu]

May I request a first time ( smut ) with band of brothers characters x reader.

BoB reaction to sleeping with you for the first time (18+) pt. 1

*gn reader*

Genre: romance, smut, fluff

Warnings : intercourse, asphyxiation, dirty talk, edging, fingering, oral, pure FILTH 🫣

Description: The BoB guys reaction to doing *it* with you for the first time

Lewis Nixon

He has been anticipating this exact scenario for a WHILE now, he would be soft at first, and then slowly become more rough (not in a bad rough tho) “You’re so good at making me like this, doll” In a breathy voice OMG, he’s a bit of a tease during foreplay, putting his mouth to good work, just before you came he would pull away, “You can only cum on my cock, okay baby?” He loves the idea of edging you “Tell me how bad you want it” before putting it in, he loves making you beg for it, he would catch you off guard, ramming his cock into you, giving you little to no time to adjust to his size, “Y/n you feel so good baby, you know that?” “You were made for me baby, your hole was made for me” He is one HELL of a dirty talker omg. He makes you get so close before pulling back, over and over until you are begging him to let you cum, “Cum doll, for me” He would pick up his speed like never before just to see you come undone all over him. After, he would be so sweet and apologize if he took it too far, “I love you, let me know if I made you uncomfortable at all” He would probably order take out for you guys and he would be so cute for you the whole entire night.

Joe toye

He is SO ready for this moment. Just imagine, him grabbing you by your neck/jaw and kissing you passionately. He’s so rough and passionate but if you tell him to slow down or stop he will immediately, SUCH A DIRTY TALKER OMG, he will literally mutter out the most filthiest things ever and he loves seeing your reaction, “Do you like my cock baby, You like it when I fuck you? Huh, doll?” AHHH “Come on baby, you wanna cum? You can do it” He loves when you scream his name, he just loves hearing your moans in general. I also think he would like eye contact, like he loves looking into your eyes as you cum. He would keep his hand around your neck lightly to make sure you can’t move your head away from him, “Eyes on me, doll” Afterwards he just wraps his whole body around you and kisses you all over he probs falls asleep like immediately after though bc you wore him OUTTT

Joe Liebgott

He’s so gentle with your body, definitely takes his time exploring all of your hips and curves, kissing and leaving marks all over your body. He would take care of you so well, whatever you want he’ll give it to you, foreplay would also be like, so amazing with him, He would take his time pleasing you out until you were literally begging him to fuck you. “You like that baby? How good does it feel baby, tell me. ” I think he wouldn’t shy away from telling you how good you’re making him feel too, “Fuck, you feel so fucking good, doll” He’s so passionate and rough but also gentle? He definitely would talk you through it the whole time. “You can cum baby, you got it”, he would make SURE you cum more then once the whole time, after he would be so sleepy and cute with you, “I love you so much doll, you know that right?” He would be so vulnerable and soft afterwards 😭

Bill Guarnere

Oh boy. I’m praying for you bae. This man would be giving you the time of your LIFE, he would make you feel so fun and wild the whole night, he wouldn’t waste time sucking on your neck and chest while fiddling with your underwear. He would touch you exactly where you need him and this man would be AMAZING at foreplay, literally touching you until you are pleading for him to fuck you. He’s rough and slow at first, he’d be so firm and strong, after awhile though he would pick up the pace and literally fuck the life out of you, I think he would also talk you through it the whole time, saying a mixture of filthy and sweet things to you all at once omg, “I love fucking you y/n, God you feel so damn good” I think he would call out your name as he finishes omg. He would make you cum at LEAST 2 times before you guys finished, after he would kiss you and put on a movie for you guys to watch, “I love more than anything doll”

George Luz

bro is so excited. He’s so sweet to you, kissing and hugging, just reminding you how much he loves you. I think he would LOVE the idea of just putting hickies all over your neck to show everyone you’re his and only his. He becomes a total mess when he starts fucking you, like he can’t contain the praises that come out of his mouth when he’s inside you. “mhm you feel so fucking good baby” he loves eye contact when he’s inside you, there’s just something so passionate and special about it to him. Makes sure you cum before him, but let me tell you he STRUGGLES not to cum to quick, you just feel so good he can’t help it. He gets so vocal before he finishes, telling you how good you’re making him feel and repeating your name like a daily mantra. He Definitely tells you he loves you while cumming. After he’s so soft and sweet to you, “Do you need any water, or a towel, anything? With some of the best cuddles EVER

Bull Randleman

He would be so gentle and full of love, he would ask you a million times if you wanted to continue, he would be so slow, taking his time with you and really working you up to him fucking you, kissing you so soft, and his hands would work MAGIC around your body, when he first put his cock in you, he would be at a loss of words, like you feel so good he has to remind himself not to cum right then and there. both of you would feel absolutely amazing the whole time, he would be so good to you, praising you and encouraging you to cum the whole time, and reminding you how much he loves you. “Hmm you feel like heaven sweet thing, you’re so perfect” He would be so intimate, resting his forehead on yours and just repeating to piston in and out of you while you come undone under him. “Cum for me baby” After he would hold you and wash you off with a towel and some water, “did you like it baby? I love loving you honey” AHHH HES SO SWEET 🥹

Eugene Roe

He prepares everything out for you, and He is so kind and loving the whole entire time, he would literally worship your body up and down. he would always asking if what he’s doing is comfortable or not to you. “Is this okay, love?” “Does it feel good baby?” OMG and he loves to praise you in French, you really got this man going back and forth between french and english 🤣 he would get so overwhelmed by your beautiful body and how good you make him feel he would be able to pick a language LOL Also let’s talk about how he would be AMAZING at foreplay!? Like he would take his time and please your body so well omg. He definitely makes sure you finish first and he is a KING at aftercare, he would make you a soft bath with bubbles, and make you some food and water, and tell you how good you were to him and how much he loves you, he so grateful for you omg 😭

Part 2 will be up soon!

[lenisoldi]

Band of Brothers Kinktober '24

Hello and welcome to my Kinktober easy company Masterlist!

I am so excited to share my first kinktober list with you guys. I won’t only write smut but angst as well. Lean back and enjoy a month full of Band of brothers smut and angst(;

Happy Kinktober!

Day 1 - Against a wall (Joe Liebgott)

Day 2 - Car sex (Babe Heffron)

Day 3 - Fingering (Chuck Grant)

Day 4 - 13 seconds (Joe Toye) (TW! Domestic violence)

Day 5 - One-Night stand (Skip Muck)

Day 6 - Wedding night (Harry Welsh)

Day 7 - Jealousy (Johnny Martin)

Day 8 - Sex during Bastogne (Franck Perconte)

Day 9 - Public sex (Edward Tipper)

Day 10 - Punishment (George Luz)

Day 11 - Reading and sex (David Webster)

Day 12 - Office Sex (Dick Winters)

Day 13 - Sex during camp Toccoa (Skinny Sisk)

Day 14 - Make-up sex (Wild Bill)

Day 15 - Disturbance (Floyd Talbert)

Day 16 - Sex during a Family Meeting (Ron Speirs)

Day 17 - Comforting (Albert Blithe)

Day 18 - Honeymoon (Eugene Doc Roe)

Day 19 - Size kink (Buck Compton)

Day 20 - Sex and Horror movies (Donald Malarkey)

Day 21 - Sex on Halloween (Shifty Powers)

Day 22 - Drunk Sex (Lewis Nixon)

Day 23 - Halloween in Arkansas (Bull Randleman)

Day 24 - Home alone (Carwood Lipton)

Day 25 - One last time (John Julian)

Day 26 - Costume (John Hall)

Day 27 - Poem for you (Paul C. Rogers)

Day 28 - Sex after a rough day (James Alley)

Day 29 - Don’t interrupt us (Henry Jones)

Day 30 - H!tlers Adlernest (Alton More)

Day 31 - Freeday

Remember: This is based on the show and not the real soldiers and should not disrespect anyone! And I’m just a student so stories may not be uploaded on time, sry.

[inglourious-imagines]

Beers, Tomato, and Suspenders (Lewis Nixon X GN!Reader)

Prompts: 106 – Neither one of us is drunk enough for this conversation. & 109 – I saw that. You just checked me out.

Summary: Before D-Day. Two conversations take place, one with your best friend George Luz, the second with your (perhaps, perhaps not) friend Lewis Nixon. What can come out of this?

Warnings: some f words

Author’s Note: Long time no see, my friends! I’m sorry for being MIA for so long. Anyway, consider this some sort of a comeback 😊. There have ended up some BoB smut requests in my inbox so to inform you, I’m not writing smut, at least not yet, for I do not feel comfortable doing so. I apologise to the people who came to me through my inbox to ask me some questions, sorry I wasn’t able to answer them.

-> Also does anyone know how to edit masterlist (or any other old post actually) after some time? I'm not able to update my masterlist or just simply edit a list of fandoms. Help is greatly appreciated! Thank you!

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“Okay, we have a few more days before we’re moving out and you still haven’t done anything about your big fat crush on-“

“Shut the fuck up, Luz!” you exclaim, covering his mouth with yours. He laughs at your somewhat childish behaviour, but then he licks your hand so you would pull it away and also to annoy you even more so the fight over who’s more immature is clearly won by him again.

“You are disgusting,” you say, but your lips slowly form a soft smile – the situation is quite ridiculous; two paratroopers discussing one’s crush in the middle of a bar somewhere in Britain, while other paratroopers around them are getting blind drunk. “And I do not intend to do anything about it.”

George pouts, clearly he is more than excited to see you hit on someone, the need for some entertainment overwhelms him and you are sure that once you would have gotten up from your chair, Liebgott and Tab would be immediately by Luz’s side, cheering you on and closely watching the situation unfold. But you remain sitting, and George has to turn to his beer instead.

“But why?” he presses on, once he finishes his glass of that golden liquid and sets it down on the wooden bar. “Tab has some classified information that Lewis Nixon is over the heels for you.” That makes you laugh out loud, and soon enough George joins you but for another reason completely – he laughs because someone else is laughing and he’s drunk, you laugh because that sentence alone sounded so ridiculous that you simply could not react in any other way.

George doesn’t bring up the topic anymore, but he remains at your side as if he knows something you don’t. You sing with Floyd, you play cards with Malarkey and Muck, you have a contest about who downs a beer faster with Toye (you win but Joe swears he’ll challenge you soon enough and this time for money for he is sure that he’ll be the winner). You try to stay away from drinking too much alcohol; those two beers, one with George and one with Joe, plus the one shot with Eugene (which you practically coerced him into drinking – who could have said no when the toast was to victory?) is pretty much the only liquor flowing in your veins.

For a moment, George excuses himself (“When I drink, I always have to piss all the fucking time. I hate it.”) and you find yourself on your own behind the bar, wondering whether another beer is a good idea until someone interrupts your thoughts. “Hey Joe, get me a pint, would ya?”

You’ve spent so much time daydreaming about that voice, that by now you can recognize it anytime, anywhere, in your sleep, in your dreams, from meters away. You turn your head to your favourite intelligence officer and you’re suddenly glad you have not ordered that beer because you would have probably choked on it for Lewis Nixon just looks so good in just the green trousers, green shirt, and those damn suspenders. While he waits for his drink (apparently, he’s all out of Vat69 when he’s opted for beer), he slips his one arm under one part of the suspenders, then his other arm, and the suspenders fall down from his shoulders, hanging now from his hips from their clips on his trousers. This simple action, that takes not more than few seconds, leaves you breathless, you could watch him just be his self for hours on end and never get tired from the sight.

“I saw that,” he suddenly turns to you, “you just checked me out.”

Now you would have definitely choked on that beer. Your cheeks redden immediately, you know exactly how you look (like a fucking tomato, that’s for sure) and you struggle really hard to find an excuse because it’d be obvious even to a blind person that you were downright staring at him.

“I did not.” you state as sternly as you could, but Nixon smiles and for some reason unknown to you, he does not go away but rather orders another beer that lands before you in a moment.

Lexis is apparently pleased at how flustered he can make you, he is enjoying it to his bones, so he does not stop teasing you. “Yes, yes, you did.” A bigger smile now adorns his face, and you have to fight really hard to not smiling again because his joy is so contagious.

“No, I did not. If anything, you were checking me out.” you try to spin the conversation in another way and to your surprise (and later pleasure) it works for Lewis steps a little closer to you and responds. “Well, I did not really try to hide it, did I.”

It’s more of a statement than a question and for the second time in about three minutes you are blushing again like a teenager.

Nixon goes on. “And at least I can admit it.”

Your head is spinning, you quite can’t comprehend that this is what you are talking about with Nix, and he just stands so close to you, you could touch his army shirt if you desired to, the urge to run your fingers through his messy hair is storming you and you find yourself in need of a fresh air. But you don’t step away, you wouldn’t dare to because this type of breathlessness just feels good.

So, you opt to play his little game. “Neither one of us is drunk enough for this conversation.”

Lewis’s eyes sparkle. He takes his beer in one hand, yours in other and nods his head in the direction where the doors out of the bar are. “Maybe we should fix that.”

Finally you smile at him, you know he knows you won’t decline the offer, but it doesn’t bother you one bit. “The conversation or our not-drunken state?”

Lewis grins at you in his own special mischievous way and he knows you know what the answer will be, but it doesn’t bother him one bit. “How about both?”

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I had to bury you- WIP

A while ago I responded to a comment on my own smut fic with this bullshit ---> "We were married the whole time" Winnix Angst where one of them disappears during/after the war for years and comes back and finds out the other one is re-married. The betrayal of seeing someone else's wedding ring on their finger. The 'i thought you'd wait for me', the ' we were forever' just internalized with a ' i wanted you to move on and be happy' that comes out of their mouth. 'I had to bury you and it almost buried me' in a tearful excuse for why they have to not run into their arms and thank God they are back, because God just twisted the dagger in their heart and shattered their world again.

And I immediately opened Docs and wrote down whatever came to mind. I'm never going to make anything of it so I'm just going to say it's a writing exercise and just leave it here.

A)It could not have been more perfect, to be reunited in Paris.   Seeing him again, seeing Lewis Nixon walk out of a hotel and thinking it was a mirage; convinced he was seeing things because there was no way after five years that they could be in the same place by accident.   After five years of fighting to find a way to get home to him, he was here and looking straight at him like he saw a ghost.   Dick was still in ragged fatigues from a war that had been over for too long, he was certain he looked like he was a ghost so he waited for Lew to approach him.    And as Lew put his hand over his mouth to muffle whatever cry had to be aching to leave his throat, Dick saw the light catch a ring.  A gold ring.  Theirs had been silver.  And in that moment Dick felt his heart collapse in on itself because he knew it was too late.   Lew moved on, because of course he did.   He was never good at being alone, he always needed someone.   It took everything to not turn around and disappear into the crowd as a single tear slipped from his eye.

B)The farmhouse was just about what he pictured it would be, simple but well taken care of.  Even the fence around the front yard was without a speck of peeling paint and there was a flag flying on the pole, fluttering in the wind like a picture perfect American Dream.   A milk cow mooed at him and Lew smiled, because it was the perfect way to open a conversation he didn’t know how to have, with a joke about Dick Winter’s being Amish.   He walked up the steps to the wrap around porch and knocked on the screen door, hat in hand.  Years, years he had struggled to stay alive, and care about staying alive, so he could have this moment:   The homecoming.   So when the door opened and Dick’s face appeared, his expression going from ‘I don’t want your religion I have my own’ to ‘that’s impossible’ to ‘I’m seeing a ghost’ to…

 “Honey, who is it?” from a very feminine voice as two red headed toddlers and a golden retriever appeared at Dick’s feet, Lewis Nixon wondered if this was what it was like to climb the stairway to heaven only to be rejected at the gate and thrown into hell.   

C) The one where the do make it to the Pacific from the ETO--

“There was nothing left.”  Lew choked out as he fumbled with his cigarettes and his hand shook.  “Not even dog tags, just a crater where you two….”

Dick held his breath as Lew felt apart in front of him, and to his absolute amazement Lip pulled him into an embrace and muttered all kinds of things as sobs wrecked Lew’s body.  He was caught in that moment, unable to breathe, unable to think , unable to process the tenderness and familiarity of it.  Thankfully Ron Speirs wasn’t frozen in place, never was.

“What the fuck?” Ron spat.  “You two are thing?”

“We buried you.” Lip explained.  “Or what we thought was left of you.  You have no idea what it took to keep him out of that hole…to keep going.”

Ron stood up, pushing his chair back loudly and looked at Dick.  “Well, that settles that.  Ready to go?”

“I’m sorry.”  Dick said and stared at them and Ron started to pull him out of the chair and he looked at him knowing he didn’t want to be here when he blew up.   Because they had survived, they got left behind, they had watched an explosion the likes of which they never could imagine take out Japan and gave up trying to be rescued.   They thought the world ended and just survived.  They had each other, so it was only fitting that….  “We….”

“Are leaving.”  Ron said and yanked him to his feet before Dick could give some stupid speech about how great it was they had each other.  And how Sink had told them Captain Lipton took over Easy and led them out of the PTO when their idiot commanders got blown to hell standing next to each other.   How the world didn’t really end, they just dropped an atomic bomb to end the war, but….the world really did end.   Dick had to be feeling his hand shake in his fatigues–had to– because his glassy eyes looked to him and said ‘I’m sorry’.   

“Glad they had you, Lip.”  Dick said and let Ron pull him away, get him out of the room, make some excuse to Sink about digestive upset from having real food, and left the building.    Then Ron left him leaning against the side of the building while he destroyed some crates that were being cataloged by a few baby faced privates who knew better than to stand in the way of this pissed off captain.   Dick sank down the wall and put his face in his hands and let the weight of it all crush him.  He wanted to be happy Lew had Lip, God he was surprised even Carwood Lipton could save him, but he felt like he just lost him all over again.  And they had just inflicted the same pain on the people they loved.   It was no surprise to him that Lip came looking for them as Ron obliterated some ordinance crates and probably injured himself in the process.

“We’re so glad you’re home.”  Lip said and watched a shard of wood go flying.  Blood was splattered on the wall of the building, Ron was standing there, hands on hips with blood dripping off hands.  

“We don’t need any of your placating bullshit right now, Lip.” Ron snapped.  “We fucking gave up and gave you both up, so like Dick said.   Glad they had you and we mean it.”

Lip swallowed hard, Ron turned and looked right past him to Dick.  So now it was Bastogne all over again, anyone who didn’t experience what they had was now unable and unwelcome to be a part of their circle.   He looked down at Dick who really never needed to know how bad Lew got after losing him, and realized that was exactly the situation they were in- Bastogne all over again.  It was, however, unacceptable to give up.  “Are you staying on base?”

“Yeah.”  Ron said and looked at him.  Lip as Captain Lipton was perfect.  It really made up for all the other bad decisions the army made if someone finally saw what a damned good soldier he was.    In reality, he probably got the job because everyone else was dead, but it didn't mean it wasn't deserved and earned.  “Probably sign up for the next war.”

“Can you at least try to…”

“No.”

“Then I’ll beg.”  Lip said and looked at Dick because Dick Winters knew what it took to save Lewis Nixon. “Please, we’re living with Lew’s Mom and sister.   Doris has been going downhill and Blanche isn’t mentally in the best place.  Bill Guarnere is visiting, helping me with the reunion.”

Dick looked up at him.   Why Carwood Lipton was always asked to hold together a damaged family was a question he wanted to scream at God right now.

Ron huffed.  A reunion.   Of course Lip would organize a gathering for the company, he'd keep them together and in touch after the war.  It had been two years, time to check on everyone.   Well, at least they'd have something to talk about.  

“I can’t handle watching you both disappear at war again, so please, can we take this conversation home?” Lip could see Dick processing it, Lew was his weakness and the last two years had to be worse knowing how poorly Lew handled loss.    

“What conversation?  It’s over.”  Ron said and it was cold enough to get Dick to snap out of his moment and give him a nasty look.  

“Far from it.”  Lip said.  Ron's moods never bothered him, he just didn't expect him to be protective over Dick Winters.    But two years alone together with nobody else, well he was happy they had each other.   Hurt, but everything about this was going to hurt.   “The house is big enough for two more and our hearts are still missing the pieces of you that we…”

Ron softened as Lip choked up.

“Buried.  We didn’t even try to look for you, we just gave up and moved out and…”

Dick got to his feet, to put a hand on Lip’s shoulder.  “In combat, you can’t pause to memorialize anyone.  You have to keep moving.”

“It’s not over.”  Lip said and wiped away tears.   “You’re alive and it’s not over. I am begging you both to come home.”

“And now every morning we all wake up to the reality that we all gave up too soon.”  Ron said and shook some blood off.  “No thanks.   Dick, I’m going to the infirmary.  Let me know what you decide.”

“I’m coming.” Dick said let go of Lip’s shoulder and attached himself to Ron’s side, where he had been for the last two years. 

Xxxx

Every time they looked at each other, it was as if their hearts shattered again.   Shrapnel flying and raw feelings of betrayal.  Betrayed by the man they loved, betrayed by God,  betraying the man they loved.  The pain of everything hitting everywhere at once, and they retreated every time.   Watching Nix and Dick together, was downright painful.

Now with him and Lip, it was more of a soul being ripped from your core.   A heart beating with pride for how he continued on, how he took charge.   Fury that he was now bound to someone who took and drained him, even if Lew was generous with his money.  If it had been him, he would have doted but yielded when needed.    They both had someone to watch over now, someone who had shared something so devastating that it changed who they were.   The pain was of what could have been instead of what was lost.

And God, did Lew and Dick lose each other all over again each time they made eye contact.   So, it was time to move. Anywhere.  Anywhere but here.   

“I'm going to take him to see his Mom.”. Ron said and waved away the offer of a smoke.   Those ran out long ago, he wasn't sure he could stomach them again.   “My parents are waiting for me.   Wife already moved on.”

Lip felt that sting, he knew it was about Edwyna but it was also about him.  “You know how things are.  Tough situations, time works differently.”

“Nix is a tough situation, probably would be dead without you.”

Oh how true that was.  “And Dick?”

“Those two got married.   Fucking married.   That was what bound them and now it's what destroys them.”. Ron crossed his arms.  “So, Guarnere and Nix's sister, huh?”

“He makes her laugh and in two years I haven't seen her laugh.  The Nixon kids, they have a tempest inside of them that rages and tries to drown them.   Bill, well he's pretty happy too.  Didn't see it coming.“

“Yeah.”. Ron said, none of them saw any of this coming.  “We are leaving in the morning.”

“Come to the reunion.  It's next month.”

“No.”

“Ron.”

“No.”

“I can't watch you walk off and disappear again, Ron.  I can't.”

Ron saw him shake a little, a crack in the damn holding back everything.    And he was holding back the floodwaters for everyone.    It wasn't fair, one man shouldn't shoulder the burden for everyone he ever met.