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@shotintheass-blog
Sensitive souls don’t have it easy in this cruel world. They feel like their souls are getting trampled on in so many ways. That’s why you see their eyes light up when they can caress a face or an animal, or breathe in the scent of a flower.
Sereno Sky, author of the Hippie novel “Lonely Traveller” (via hippieseurope)
Zoning out was just another way to pass time.. TIME… They had so much of the stuff, they didn’t know what the hell to do with it all. Some people read books, some people talked, some people brushed their fucking teeth, and others just got lost in their own thoughts.. More often than not, those people would be thinking about their actions, maybe something that happened to them in the past. George, on the other hand, was wondering when they were going to have lunch.. That thought was also accompanied by ‘doesn’t it hurt to brush your teeth that much??’ (It honestly seemed more painful than sanitary by now).
“Huh..? Hell if I know–”
He shrugged before turning to look at the guy sitting next to him. His buddy’s question seemed to be as pointless as usual. Finally, a small smile found it’s way on his features, though Frank’s questions were usually pretty stupid, he always found it amusing.
“Try asking me a better question.”
One that he knew the answer to–
fingers reach for the canteen && soon it’s at his lips && he’s taking a drink, swishing the water around in his mouth until he’s certain all the toothpaste has been equally distributed. turning his head, he SPITS down to the road below them, eyes turning back to george almost immediately after. he knew he didn’t have all the answers, but sometimes DULL conversation was better than no conversation at all. especially when the truck was far from smooth, tossing them around inside as it moved against the uneven earth, && he, for one, had had ENOUGH of being thrown around.
‘ where do you think we’re going?? ‘
@wxrriiors continued from here.
toothbrush moves against tiers of white in the usual manner, but a SMIRK is present across his lips as he looks over at the female medic beside him. there was something COMFORTING about having a medic close by---you never knew when kraut artillery was going to sneak up on you, && the closer the medic was to you, the BETTER. shoulders lift && fall into a shrug, as he brings the canteen to his lips && spits the toothpaste into the dirt beside them.
‘ guess i’m full of surprises. but the all-night watch MIGHT have something to do with it. ‘
"now the first time you kill somebody, that’s the hardest."
———- tarantino quotes : accepting.
brows furrow at the soldier’s comment, expression READABLE from a mile away. how the HELL he’d been chosen to keep an eye on the german prisoners was a great big fucking mystery to them all && one he wasn’t too COMFORTABLE with. german was all but garble to him ( where was liebgott when you needed him?? ) && calloused fingers TIGHTEN around his rifle as dark eyes fixate on the other.
‘ what did i tell ya, huh?? SHUT your trap!! ‘
+shotintheass
“Now what makes you think I’m going to trust the man standing in the hallway with a gun? If you want my family and I to go to the station we’ll go, you don’t need the gun. If you want to shoot me, be my guest.”
Rifle is lifted, showing no signs of wavering although he’s SCARED out of his mind. Clearing apartments were the WORST of all, never knowing what was lying behind this door or the next. Dark eyes WIDEN in expression, glancing behind him, wondering if he had any back up-----but he was ALONE.
‘ What station are you talking about??? ’
please reblog this if it's okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you even if you haven't reblogged a meme because I just want to RP with you
“thought that was pretty fucking funny, didn’t you?“
———- tarantino quotes : accepting.
weekend pass revoked—–that’s what they all expected. && while most of the other guys in their platoon should have been punished as well ( himself included for egging luz on ) they hadn’t been CAUGHT like he had. a hand moves to slap his buddy lightly on the back, a wide grin spread across his face as he tries his hardest not to laugh.
‘ it was classic, george. only too bad you got caught. weekend’s not gonna be the same without ya’. ‘
eyes narrow and he tilts his head to the side, chewing on his lip, an annoyed hiss seared at the comparatively tender flesh of mutt’s gums, between grit teeth, disdainfully staring up ( yet resolutely ) at frank. despite how cross he sounded, his voice came out in a deadpan fashion. ❝ wha’ else could i be talkin’ ‘bout? ❞ it wasn’t a question. it was a demand.
patience is wearing THIN, all he wanted to do was get through the next chapter ( without interruptions ) but first with o’keefe && now mutt…. it looked like that was NEVER going to happen. the war would be over before he’d be able to finish this damn book. dark eyes stare at the other, his expression unchanging as he places a finger against the frail pages to hold his place.
‘ a lot of things. you could be making up a story in your head for all i know…… say, mutt, do you even know how to read??? ‘
“ you’re gonna be just fine, i promise ” (bloodstainsthesesands)
———- injured memes : accepting.
it all happened in a flash. the sound of whizzing bullet was heard—then IMPACT. it wasn’t like he expected it would be ( but then again, when was it ever??? ) && it took a moment for him to even realize he’d been hit. but when he did—-oh boy—-what a fucking nightmare that was. the pain seared through his lower backside, causing him to WINCE in pain before diving behind cover. && a shout for MEDIC was all he could muster before he had to start firing again.
‘ yeah, easy for you to say, doc. you don’t got a bullet lodged in your ass. ’
injured memes
“ oh my god what happened? ”
“ you’re bleeding! why are you bleeding? ”
“ who did this to you? ”
“ that’s… a lot of blood ”
“ i think… it’s broken ”
“ can you move? does it hurt? ”
“ we need to get you to a hospital ”
“ what are you talking about? this is not just a scratch ”
“ it’s just a scratch ”
“ it’s nothing, i’m totally fine ”
“ that’s not supposed to bend that way ”
“ what the hell did you do? ”
“ don’t you pass out on me ”
“ i’m just so tired ”
“ hey, whoa, you alright there? ”
“ i just need to sit down for a minute ”
“ let me carry you ”
“ it won’t stop bleeding! ”
“ you’re gonna be just fine, i promise ”
“ hey! i said stay awake! ”
“ tell me what hurts ”
“ does it hurt when i do this? ”
“ ow! that hurts! ”
“ i’m fine, i can walk, just give me a minute ”
“ it was an accident ”
TARANTINO FILM QUOTES MEME.
warning;; some of the content may be nsfw & politically incorrect.
“if you any of you sons of bitches have got anything else to say, now’s your fucking time.“
“you’re acting like a first year fucking thief. i’m acting like a professional.“
“listen kid, i’m not ‘gonna bullshit you, alright?“
“i may be a bastard. but i’m not a fucking bastard.”
“thought that was pretty fucking funny, didn’t you?“
“all you can do is pray for a quick death, which you ‘aint ‘gonna get."
"you had my curiosity. but now you have my attention."
"you silver tongue devil you.”
“i’m american, honey. our names don’t mean shit.”
“that woman deserves revenge. and we deserve to die.”
“wiggle your big toe.”
“do you find me sadistic?”
“i’m ‘gonna give you a little something you can’t take off.”
“say ‘what’ again. i dare ya. i double dare you, motherfucker.”
“leave the limbs you’ve lost. they belong to me now."
"and what do i owe this dubious pleasure?"
"you are all in my cool book."
"is she dead? yes or no.”
“i’m the anti christ. you got me a vendetta kinda mood.”
“are you gonna bark all day, dog? or are you gonna bite."
"i will never forgive your ass for this."
"you have every right to ‘wanna get even."
"it ‘aint suicide if you’re already dead."
"have you ever given a foot massage?"
"hate to shatter your ego, but this ‘aint the first time i’ve had a gun pointed at me."
"word of advice, shit head. don’t you ever wake up.”
“you don’t owe her shit."
"wakey, wakey… eggs and bakey."
"i called him a miserable old fool."
"was that a fucking set up or what?"
"you serve the tea. i’m watching my soaps."
"when are you ‘gonna learn that microwave food’ll kill you faster than a bullet?"
"well, 'aint you so sweet, you make sugar taste just like salt."
"i’m gonna ask you questions. and every time you don’t give me answers, i’m going to cut something off."
"under the circumstances, i think i ought to get a fucking academy award for how natural i’m acting."
"a dogs got personality. personality goes a long way."
"i haven’t killed anybody since 1984."
"pride only hurts. it never helps."
"now the first time you kill somebody, that’s the hardest."
a book. damn those things. damn him for his curiosity. ❝ wha’s ‘s about? ❞
mind is TORN from his current predicament, the words pulling him safely within its invisible grip. it’s an escape ; his REFUGE------that is, until a little boy’s voice THRUSTS him back into reality ( a reality that he despises by the way ) && attention turns, fixating to before a sigh emits. can’t he get ONE second of silence for himself???
‘ what--- ‘ he asks holding up the book. ‘ ---this??? ‘
@satiresoldier
brush moves against teeth in the usual manner----it’s safe to say he’s ADDICTED to the motions. gums are dry from the friction, toothpaste long but forgotten. but he continues on, dark eyes focusing on the guy beside him on the convoy. he’s QUIET ( how unusual ) && frank debates saying anything at all-------after all, you never acknowledged a BREAK. sure they happened ( they happened a lot ) but they were NEVER spoken of.
‘ hey, george. you think they’re gonna stop any time soon? ‘
No DICE with the Fräulein? No DICE. She smacked me in the mouth.
Let’s do this!!!
