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cooper

@lazicalm

he/him ⋆ “I am that I was as I no longer am, for I am nothing.”
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Finally making an intro post

  • HAIIII my name is cooper!!!
  • He/him pronouns only (#cool guy alert)
  • I’m so normal abt MotA n BoB n any of my interests n im so normal
  • My ao3 is lazicalm (same as here!!!) n I write insane rambles but now longer n cooler with more metaphors n symbolism!
  • Sometimes will post art….no promise of it being like on a schedule or anything
  • Please ask me abt my fics bc I love talking abt them n I’ll kiss you if you do
  • I also do historical reenactment (ww2 bc I’m super cool n awesome)!!! (My main impression rn is 2nd armored division medic! My next few planned impressions (which I can hopefully complete n bring out n about) are 1st Canadian parachute battalion Bren gunner, b17 crew, n French resistance fighter!)
GIF by gaiagalatea
#intro post#explodes#ao3 writer#introduction
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Reblogged schofielded
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lunerabo-deactivated20250206

“Get his ass” Is so unreasonably funny to me. A huge win for the English language. Today’s version of “seize him” imo

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Finished the bikeriders and augh…/pos

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A shimmering of bells through the mist. - lazicalm - Band of Brothers (TV 2001) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
archiveofourown.org|Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Band of Brothers (TV 2001) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Eugene Roe, Lewis Nixon, Richard Winters Additional Tags: Cryptid Roe, shapeshifter roe? kinda??, Song: Pulldrone (Ethel Cain), Canon-Typical Violence, pre winnixroe, like they obviously all have feelings for each other but they aint got time for dat Summary:

In the silence of the night, he watches a black wolf lumber through the edges of their line, the mist curling around its fur and each breath it huffs curling around its muzzle gently like a hand cradling its face. It trundles through the trees, near silent on its feet and eyes a quiet, calm gold in the night–looking almost silver in the pale moonlight.

(Three, curiosity. One quick moment to crane the neck. I have always possessed the insatiable need to see what happens inside the room.)

Source: archiveofourown.org
#band of brothers#eugene roe#lewis nixon#richard winters#band of brothers fic
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