#eva morris

[televisionboy]

SHE WAS TERRIFYING but in a beautiful sort of way. The world didn’t stop when Eva walked, it didn’t stop when she removed her helmet or when she had gotten a scar along her neck from a piece of shrapnel. But it came very close when she got drunk and kissed Floyd Talbert. Of course, Eva wasn’t somebody who was going to tell you things would be okay, or hug you and whisper you reminders that life would be alright. But when she got drunk, it was an event and it seemed like her affectionate alter ego came out.

Glass after glass, a bubbly sensation would built up at the base of her throat and she would loudly laugh at any joke uttered. And very soon, she pissed off soliders as she clumsily stood up and sauntered her way next to the first clear face she could see. Her vision growing blurry, and her eyes were hazy as if she had just smoked marijuana. Floyd Talbert couldn’t help the humongous smirk that took over his face.

“I should call you Speirs. You’re quite a good theif, you managed to steal my heart” Eva croaked out and looked up at her friend staring blankly at her. With a small, mischievous, grin setting on her face and the feeling of nothing to lose mixing with the adrenaline of the alcohol running throughout her veins, she leaned closer to Talbert over the table. Resting her chin on her fist and studying his facial expressions.

“You’re a disaster, Morris. What is this? First date flirting?” Floyd rolled his eyes and leaned in closed to the table. Taking notice in her freckles as they scrunched up, turning into almost lines with her nose was wrinkled, and the small snort that came out of her nose. “It absolutely is”

Floyd held a mock hurt face but loudly laughed “Then why didn’t you tell me? I love you!” Eva blinked once, and then twice. Trying to make sure she heard the words correctly. Once processing them, she rolled her eyes and took a sip out of the beer sitting next to her.

“You know, Morris” Talbert began, leaning his right side of his face onto his palm “If you keep ignoring your feelings like this, you will eventually break down” he stated in a very matter-of-fact manner. Ignoring all signs of lovesick puppy, and hiding his own feelings in a box. Ironic. Eva leaned in to kiss his jaw, her touch lingering for a split second.

“How unfortunate”

- stories for eva -

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[televisionboy]

Seeing as it is Thirsty Thursday, I’ve decided to take part in it. I have never done one of these things before, so please let me know if this was okay! I decided to focus on the playful, sarcastic, friendship and relationship of Floyd and Eva. And I do love the way that they egg each other on. <3

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“Have you ever thought about writing a love letter?” Floyd’s voice breaks the long silence that him and Eva were sitting in. It couldn’t have been after four am, but Eva really couldn’t blame Floyd for being up so early. Nobody had slept a wink since Bastogne, tense and muscles were strained. Emotional scars and new baggage had appeared on every single solider Eva was serving with.

The October breeze swept through the stray hairs from her braid, making it flow back in the wind. “Who would I write one to?” She turns to the Kokomo man, grinning before he can even say a cheeky response.

“To me of course. Who else could you possibly love?” His dramatic voice makes Eva chuckle as she pretends to think. “Philip Baker from our grade nine English class was quite attractive if I do say so myself” Philip wasn’t even as tall as Eva, he sported glasses and a vest every day and always asked if he could take Eva on a date to the movie theater.

Floyd gasps and sighs “Philip has nothing on me” he pauses for a second to stare at the commanding officers planning out patrols and attacks before he looks back at Eva. “I thought of what I would write, though” her voice is soft and she hops on the stone wall. Eva lights a cigarette and inhales it as she tries to put together sentences in her mind.

“I would start with Dear Floyd” She shook off the smoke and looked thoughtfully into the distance. Dramatic? yes but it was good to add that to a story.

“I’m sorry I told you I liked Philip Baker, he has nothing on you you’re right. I didn’t quite know what to put into this letter, considering you rushed me into writing it with you. Hell, you were on your knees begging. I can imagine the look on your face is quite dreamy when you saw this, my face gets hot too. I can never tell if it’s from all of the gear strapped onto me or the fact I really do get butterflies in my stomach when I see you. Remember when you swore on your life you were going to marry Annie Freeman but she turned out to be crazy? She wrote me the other day and said that she was getting married to some fellow from the postal office and she definitely didn’t need you but I have my doubts. You were quite popular in Indiana but now you’re out here fighting a war with a damn good medic. Remind your local medic they’re beautiful, okay? Love, Eva” She finished and took a breath

“What do you mean was popular? I am very likable in this company for your information, Miss Morris” Floyd tries to look angry but he can only smile big at the remembrance of Eva’s sentence “ I can never tell if it’s from all of the gear strapped onto me or the fact I really do get butterflies in my stomach when I see you” 

But he’s staring at her as she doubles over in laughter, nearly dropping her cigarette. “Of course, of course. It’s only a letter though” She stares into the distance, taking another drag of my cigarette. 

“What do you mean when you say your face gets hot and you get butterflies?” Tab’s stomach turns over in excitement and he toys with his fingers, never taking his eyes off her face. Eva jumps off the wall and stomps the cigarette out. “Well Floyd, I’m still trying to figure all my shit out but I love you” Her words are only spoken for him when she leans in to kiss his cheek. 

And his eyes are only on her as she walks away with a hopeful step.

[televisionboy]

☀️🌙☕️ for the oc asks <3

☀️ What makes your OC genuinely happy? A person, an item, their hobby? Where is the place they’re happiest, or most at home? What is the happiest they’ve ever been?

mascara and record players. but just the looks of them, I mean the songs you could play on them are good but it’s just the simple look of a record player and the aesthetic of one. homemade grits make Eva feel at home, with the lamb in it too. I think Eva feels most at home where you can go to the end of one of the streets in the suburban area, there’s a little cliff ending and when the sun sets it makes her feel most at peace

🌙 If your OC could have one wish come true what would it be and why? Would there be consequences to this wish or would they regret it once they get what they want? What would they give in return for this wish to come true?

I think Evas wish would for her mother to accept her, but I can’t imagine her mother ever doing that. Eva would give almost all of her possessions for a mother’s approval but I think they’re both incredibly stubborn that it’s hard to come to an agreement with them

☕ Give us one (or more if you feel like it) of your OCs deep dark secrets! Why do they keep it hidden? Spill the tea!

When Eva decided she had feelings for her friend, and she found out Floyd was dating a girl, she told the girl horrible lies about Tab and she broke up with him.

Eva remembers comforting Floyd after his break up, and she still feels terrible about it to this day. But she is a petty queen

[televisionboy]

❄️❤️☕️ for the OC asks please! Have a lovely day 💙💙💙

❄️ What makes your OC sad, so sad that they can’t help but cry all day? How do they cheer themself up? Does their sadness upset any of their loved ones too?

being forgotten, Eva likes to be alone and I think everyone does to a certain extent. But she can’t be alone all day, Eva will begin to feel lonely and sad and isolated. Also those really sad pet commercials (u know the ones)

❤️ What would your OC’s ideal lover be like? Appearnce, personality, voice? Would their family approve or would it be civil war?

The Morris’s and Talberts were definitely family friends at some point, I don’t think they’d mind too much. Evas ideal somebody would be someone who can keep up with her and her spontaneous ideas, who won’t chicken out on her, someone maybe more on the “hipster” side, skaters she’s not opposed to. and she’s not opposed to ladies either

☕ Give us one (or more if you feel like it) of your OCs deep dark secrets! Why do they keep it hidden? Spill the tea!

while her childhood friend, Floyd has been known as the “player” or the “heartbreaker” all around Kokomo, Eva has never been with a guy besides James and only for a short amount of time. I think she finds it embarrassing because not only does she have some kind of feelings for Tab, he’s been with so many girls and Eva has never had the same experience.

[televisionboy]

Medic In Red updates on wattpad now and oh boi the sexual tension between Eva and Floyd is real I just gotta say

anyways I also wanted to say that the last line of the last chapter is a reference to The Fault In Our Stars soo yeah 😗✌🏻

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[televisionboy]

@easy-company-tradition Eva and Georgia in a nutshell

[televisionboy]

hot take™️: Georgia would absolutely ask Eva out on a date, thank you for coming to my TedTalk 💙💙

THEYD GET DRUNK SOMEWHERE. Drunkenly go to target and buy some really dumb stuff. probs make out after closing hours. sorry I don’t make the rules

[televisionboy]

Okay but if Eva and Virginia aren't childhood friends,,,,like, they are best friends. You can't deny me this.

THIS IS VERY TRUE THO I feel like based on both of their fierce and fiery personalities, they would get along so well