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kaydeefalls.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2009-11-21 11:01 am
Entry tags:
here i dreamt i was a soldier by nullsechs (G)
Fandom: BAND OF BROTHERS
Pairing: gen - Blithe
Length: one-shot
Author on LJ:
nullsechs
Author Website: unknown
Why this must be read: Albert Blithe has never been a fandom favorite, but this fic will make you wonder why on earth not. He's young and lost and not a warrior, but so very, very human and familiar. This fic will make you ache for Blithe, for everything he was and wasn't and could have been, and maybe there's a bit of you in Blithe and his impossible situation. A straightforward and beautiful character study.
“You’re too damn smart for your own damn good sometimes,” she says, “but you can’t just go thinking yourself through a war, Albert. You can’t just jump out of a plane and hope it’ll make you something you’re not. You’ve got to fight and get your hands dirty and claw your way through other men. Are you prepared to do that?” When she looks at you, her cheeks are wet and her eyes are dark and red, the makeup around them smudged and running in dirty streaks down her face. She grips you firmly at the shoulders, shaking you hard as she forces the words out between her teeth. “Because I am your mother, Albert, and I know that you haven’t got it in you.”
here i dreamt i was a soldier
Pairing: gen - Blithe
Length: one-shot
Author on LJ:
Author Website: unknown
Why this must be read: Albert Blithe has never been a fandom favorite, but this fic will make you wonder why on earth not. He's young and lost and not a warrior, but so very, very human and familiar. This fic will make you ache for Blithe, for everything he was and wasn't and could have been, and maybe there's a bit of you in Blithe and his impossible situation. A straightforward and beautiful character study.
“You’re too damn smart for your own damn good sometimes,” she says, “but you can’t just go thinking yourself through a war, Albert. You can’t just jump out of a plane and hope it’ll make you something you’re not. You’ve got to fight and get your hands dirty and claw your way through other men. Are you prepared to do that?” When she looks at you, her cheeks are wet and her eyes are dark and red, the makeup around them smudged and running in dirty streaks down her face. She grips you firmly at the shoulders, shaking you hard as she forces the words out between her teeth. “Because I am your mother, Albert, and I know that you haven’t got it in you.”
here i dreamt i was a soldier
