oh huh
And we are vagabonds; we travel without seatbelts on, we live this close to death
“Ain’t no grave, I guess.” He said, maybe meant it. Maybe meant it as much as he had the night he’d said it the first time, angry and scared and furious and warm, and for a moment, he could almost feel Joe under his fucked up fingertips.
“Yeah.” Joe said, voice low, a gentle agreement eight states away. “Ain’t no grave.”
#this fic has been consuming my brain all day. and also all month. and also since july. anyways#finally got around to drawing some art! wow insane. crazy#anyways. go read that fic now#band of brothers#cirr0stratus art#digital fanart#band of brothers#band of brothers hbo#luztoye#george luz#joe toye#joseph toye#bob#bofb#band of brothers art#fanart#hbo war#about the coloring#uh#i don’t know
i have plans that i cannot share with you right now because the haters will sabotage me
anyways thinking about little talks again
hi sorry for never posting i’ve worked like several 16 hours shifts but have this wip/sketch of liebgott
cirr0stratus reblogged
I hope my absence haunts you
#putting this at the top of my blog bc i want to#i don’t have to explain myself i have free will#uh#eugene roe#gene roe#doc roe#babe x roe#baberoe#band of brothers#hbo band of brothers#band of brothers fanart#band of brothers art#band of brothers hbo#band of brothers#bob#bofb#hbowar#hbo war#easy company