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who do y'all think your muse's worst hear me out would be? It can be modern or 80s (im bored chat)
Casey would say Henry's dad but in all seriousness it would be Kate Bush which like I know she's not really a hear me out because she's like so pretty but yeah π
kate bush is so real she's gorgeous but HENRY'S DAD??ππ
Hey it's been a hot minute
I'm gonna try to get back to posting stuff abt Nancy because I love herπ
(i decided to write a little drabble of just Nancy's thoughts at Bastonge and her being introspective, no real plot i just wanted to write about her and didn't know what to write!)
(TW: Discussion of religion, heavy angst, discussion of war and death (obviously), just Nancy being an angsty little nihilist)
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Nancy's never had it easy. All her life has been battle after battle, some she's survived by the skin of her teeth. She was an embroidery of scars and memories.
Nancy huffed against the cold as she stared up at the trees above her, snowflakes dusting her eyelashes. She finally had a chance to just sit on her own to write in her journal, and she didn't know how long it would be like that, it was rarely quiet. It was too quiet and yet too loud in these damned woods. It reminded her of winter in Wyoming, but even Wyoming wasn't this damn cold.
Sometimes she wondered if God was real. She was raised Catholic, but she couldn't imagine a loving God allowing all of this shit. She couldn't imagine a loving God creating a world where young men died in the war machine. A world where people were being put in concentration camps for the crime of being alive. This wasn't the first time she questioned if God was here, hardly the first. She questioned it while her and her sisters almost starved in the Depression while she and her mother tried to put food on the table. She questioned it when she was with James... She's questioned if God was real before, or if he was just something made up to make humans feel better about how awful we are. A false figure of hope in a hopeless world. What did Nietzsche say? "God is dead and we have killed him"?
She shouldn't think like that.
"Think of home, boys!"
She didn't know what she was going to do when she made it home. If she made it home at all. How could she go back after this? After all she's seen and done? What was the point?
Whatever, she could step on a landmine or get shot in the line of duty any moment. She didn't have time to think like that. She had to keep her focus on what was infront of her, because for these men, whether she's distracted or not can possibly mean the difference between life and death.
Those were thoughts for when she had time to think. And that wasn't now.
Focus on what's in front of you, Donovan. Not the past or the present. Think of your sisters back home, you promised you'd come back to them. You're doing this for them.
There's no place like home.
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Idk what to post anymore i love Nancy but idkπ
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Nancy Donovan.
Tw: Mention of domestic abuse, period typical sexism, war trauma, idk what else lmk if i missed anything
Note: when I write things like this i am not ever trying to disrespect real life veterans who fought in wars, this is based off the HBO series
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Born: April 12, 1921
Appearance: 5'5, large greyish brown eyes, thick dark brown hair, fair skin, def has a sleeper build. dark circles under her eyes, 30% deaf in her left ear.
Personality: Nancy is practical and tough, her will doesn't break easily. She's as stubborn as she's pretty. She's intelligent, brave and fiercely loyal but she feels like she needs to protect everyone, all she's ever done is take care of other people and she's forgotten how to take care of herself first. She doesn't feel like she deserves to be called a saint or an angel and hates it when people call her that. She hopes to find peace one of these days but for now she's got work to do on the battlefield.
Backstory: Nancy was born in a small town just outside of Casper, Wyoming to a working class Irish American family. Her father, Paul, was a lumberjack, her mother, Rose, was a housewife. Nancy was the eldest of three daughters, her two sisters are Bonnie (17) and Mary (15). Her father wanted sons, he loved his daughters but his trauma from the first world war mixed with the fact that he had his first daughter quite young meant he didn't really know how to be a father be there for his children. Nancy raised her younger sisters with her mother while her father worked all day, the silent resentment brewing as they struggled to get by during the Depression. When Nancy was 16, she fell in love with James O'Ryan, another Irish boy in town. They had grown up together. His father had a good job and he was smart, handsome and respectful, and her father liked him. It seemed like a dream come true. They became engaged when they were 18 in 1940. They had a generally happy relationship even though James' expectations for Nancy to be a quiet housewife and to know her place were clear, Nancy tried to play along even though it got on her nerves. In 1941 when the United States declared war on Japan and the Axis Powers, Nancy wanted to enlist and become a nurse withJames, who was enlisting in the Airforce, he forbid her from it, saying it wasn't her place and that she was to stay at home waiting for him like a "good woman". They fought about this until James made the mistake of hitting her during the argument, trying to "knock her down a peg". Nancy left that night with a bruised face, broken heart and a steel resolve and enlisted in the Army to become a combat nurse, she was placed in the 101st Airborne Division, in the second platoon of Easy Company. Not only did she join the Army to escape her abusive relationship, but to also prove that she could do anything a man could do after being told her whole life what she can and can't do. Sobel resented that Nancy was a woman and was trying to keep up with the men (and succeeding), and made her life a living hell at Toccoa. She worked twice as hard as the other men and gained their respect because of it.
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Random Facts
-She has dyscalculia
-She keeps a journal, writes in it everyday. (i might write it at some point)
-allergic to pollen
-Sometimes writes poetry
-Daddy issues
-Thought daughter
-insomniac, girl does not sleep
-calls herself dramatic but people just don't listen to her until she's hysterical and don't give her credit for the countless times she's regulated her emotions when she wanted to scream her head off (same)
-It took a little while for the men to fully accept Nancy but once they did it was like she was one of them (oversharing, complete lack of personal space, fierce loyalty and lifelong friendship)
Rip Nancy you would've loved Mitski