#burgin

"hillbilly, burgin and a couple of other marines spent one saturday night downing homemade alcohol and grapefruit juice, telling jokes and singing songs. they got so sozzled that burgin had to put the others to bed" - devil dogs

"one saturday night on banika four of us were sitting around – hillbilly jones, yarborough, myself and somebody else. maybe sarrett. i can't recall. we were pouring 190-proof alcohol in the bottom of a canteen cup and filling the rest with grapefruit juice. we were singing and telling jokes and drinking that stuff, and by ten thirty we started to run low on grapefruit juice, and so we poured in more alcohol. oh, my god. you talk about drunk. i had to put all three of them to bed, i mean every single one. haul him to his feet. there was a jeep outside that had a 250-gallon water tank on the back, with a spigot on the side. i'd wrestle each one out there and stick his head under the spigot and run water over him until i thought he could make it to the tent more or less upright. i'd get him there and put him on his cot. tuck him in. all three of them." - islands of the damned

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Let Me Love You (Edward "Hillbilly" Jones)

Requested by: @hellitwasyoufirstsergeant

Summary: Admitting your feelings for Hillbilly can be pretty hard.

Prompt: 67 - We're more than just friends and you know it. 

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"Never have I dealt with anything more difficult than my own soul."

Reading her small Bible next to Eugene was one of the two things that occupied Y/N's mind enough to keep it from wondering about war. Her dirty fingers left bloody marks on the soft paper of her book when she turned another page trying to focus on every word that was written there.

...Give your worries to the Lord. He will take care of you...

But with every letter it'd been becoming harder and harder not to let her mind slip away.

The second thing that occupied Y/N's mind was Lieutenant Edward Jones. She watched him rest in the sun, his rifle still in his hands and she thought how wrong this all is. Maybe under different circumstances, maybe in a different time and place. But here and now?

Y/N passed the cigarette to Ack Ack with a slight smile on her face. "It's nice to relax a little."

"It sure is. We're gonna dig in for tonight here and move out in the morning." Haldane stated and took a drag from her cigarette. "Hillbilly's been quite grumpy lately. Do you know what's up with him?"

Y/N was shocked how Andrew changed the subject quickly and her look fell on the lying Lieutenant a few meters away. It seemed to her that he's somehow glowing in the sun despite all the mud and dirt. 

"No idea." Y/N mumbled as she realized that she stared at him for far too long.

"Really? Why are you blushing then?" Andy smirked playfully and nugged her side.

"What? No! Give it a rest, dammit."

"All I'm saying is that you should talk to him."

"We're fine, Andy, really. Nothing's going on."

"Well, 'cause you're sharing a foxhole. It's your turn."

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Y/N slid into the muddy hole where right in front of her was Edward with his head resting against his rifle. His eyes were closed and his breathing was steady - Eddie looked so calm in the moment that Y/N was afraid she might break him with every sound she'd make. His eyelashes fluttered every time he breathed out. Never in her whole life had she seen something so unbelievably beautiful.

"Are you done staring?" Hillbilly suddenly spoke up and her body shivered a little.

"I wasn't staring." Y/N frowned folding her arms on her chest. She thanked God it was so dark that night or otherwise Edward would see her red cheeks and tease the hell out of her.

"Oh right. And I'm gonna end the war tomorrow. Good joke." he replied rolling his eyes.

"What is wrong with you?" Y/N shook her head looking directly at him. She'd never heard him being so mean before.

Hillbilly just shuddered at her question quicky looking away. He wiped a drop of sweat off his forehead leaving a dirty mark on his skin.

Y/N felt her pounding heart in her ears and she realized she's unable to stop looking at the soldier from time to time. 

"What happened, Eddie?" she almost whispered with her gentle voice and Hillbilly's soul softened. This woman right here, this female Marine officer, was worth every fight in the world.

"Don't Eddie me. You wanna know what happened, hey?" he suddenly spoke up a bit too loudly and his voice calmed down right away as he realized where he still is. "Then I shall tell you! You walk around here like nothing's going on when just a few days ago we fucking kissed. But it seems like it means nothing to you because the only proper conversation we've had since that little incident is the one we're having right now!"

Y/N opened her mouth a few times but nothing came out. She was left speechless. With her mind blank, Y/N blinked three times when to make sure she's not hallucinating.

Hillbilly grinned ironically and moved dangerously close to her. Their bodies touched after what seemed like a lifetime and Y/N knew that, in this very moment, it's supposed to be.

"We're more than friends, Lieutenant, and you know it." Edward eventually added and got back to his previous position. Her body immediately missed his warmth and shivered.

"It's not easy for me," Y/N mumbled moving closer to the broken soldier, taking him by his hands gently, "it meant to me something, more than you can imagine. I'm just so damn scared, I'm terrified of losing you one day."

"I'm always gonna be here, Y/N. I just wish you told me earlier. You have no idea how it felt to watch you every day laughing with Andy." Hillbilly smiled sadly stroking her cheek. 

Authors note: Kenna I swear to god I’m in ❤️ with you and RV too. Thank you @alienoresimagines for somehow understanding my questions and helping me, what would I do without you😭. My knee is killing me and I had a breakdown during dinner but I did it (:

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Now idk if you can see it on his face, I know I can

His little smile, that’s when you sass Snafu

“Hey Y/N, would’ve thought you’re dating Sledge the way you look at him”

“Hey Snafu, would’ve thought his boyfriend would get mad at him for cheating on you with a girl”

As @alienoresimagines said, he’s like Welsh, hopeless romantic in a way

When the girl from back home started writing letters to him, like any protective best friend would do, you immediately asked for this girls address to write to her

You eventually enjoyed her letters and told HIM that if he ever hurt Charlotte, you would hurt him back (and he knew good and well too, he saw you beat a replacement up for being a little too friendly)

Whenever there was free time (lol somehow) it was always spent with you. You grew quite good at cards during the war, taking smokes from Romus or winning a hug from Hoosier

This was the face he made when he saw you have such exreme homesickness, when it was your sisters birthday and couldn’t be there

He was the one to hold you and reassure you that you would be home soon to celebrate many more birthdays with her

After the war, he made sure you didn’t just leave him. Not after 4 years was he going to let you leave. He had asked you where you were going to live, only a little upset when it wasn’t going to be next door like he had hoped

You end up living only 30 minutes from his large, all American house in Texas

When you start seeing a guy, Romus is like several parents in a way he wanted to meet this guy. Who was rare because he was just as respectful as Romus, both of their smiles melted your heart

forced his way to be a male maid of honor

Will ignore you if you don’t promise to come over for Sunday dinner

If you bring your kids over to his house, he brings out his massive waterguns and is a little shit to you

and finally because we love a good happy “cliche” boi

his face when you first announced him your best friend forever

Pt1/pt2/bonus

Snafu

Eugene Sladge

Burgin

Ack Ack

Hillbilly

John Basilone

Burgie would love that, not sure if Sledge would