Apr 17, 2025
Jack Lowden as Collins in Dunkirk 2017.
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Jack Lowden as Collins in Dunkirk 2017.
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Dunkirk (2017) Dir. Christopher Nolan
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Hi, Alex for the last ask game (1) Kick them out of bed 2) Let them stay to cuddle - 3) Introduce them to friends & family)
Collins (Dunkirk) - River and Nikolai Rostov
Hey Flor! Thank you for sending this 😘 And for sharing indulging me with my silly little guy 🤭
Ok, so…
Kick out of bed -> Nikolai - he’s way too young to be in my bed in the first place 😂 Also, get up you lazy little sod 🤭
Cuddle -> River - if you need me I’ll be here daydreaming about this 🫠
Introduce to friends & family -> Collins - I really wanted to pick River for this but let’s be real, he’s not a social animal 🤭 He’d be so awkward and you’d have to spend all night babysitting him. Collins seems a lot less work 😂 Plus he wouldn’t have to lie about his job.
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Farrier nuzzled his cheek against the side of Confetti's head with a sigh, wondering if one of those blueberry muffins Amerie made yesterday would be enough to take his mind off of metaphorically pummeling itself. Another sigh escaped his pink lips, Confetti's tongue tickled his ear, once again tricking those lips to curl up at the ends, the cuteness of the young collie bringing some pause to the melancholy mind of a weary RAF pilot. A pair of heavy boots marched up the stairs and stopped on the other side of the door before it was flung open, revealing an almost breathless Collins. "Something wrong, mate?" Farrier asked softly. "I should be asking you the same thing." Collins explained, "Got that pit in my stomach again," the blonde Scotsman said as he leaned against the wall next to Farrier's window seat. "Figured I'd best come find you. It was right last time. I don't see how it couldn't be right again." He added. Farrier's eyes softened, and Confetti's tongue brought out another smile. "What kind of magical happiness bringing powers do you have in that tongue puppy?" Farrier murmured, rubbing Confetti's head, making Collins smile.
Farrier cast another glance through the glass pane, staring off into the wild blue yonder. Collins recognized the effect the crestfallen mood had on Farrier's hazel grey eyes. Those orbs were terribly traitorous things, Collins' himself described them as "Changeable." Collins had seen those eyes sparkle with wonderment, looking a pale grayish blue when they did. He had also seen them as they are now, deep hazel and as dark and stormy as the torrential downpour that had them grounded for over a week once. Farrier had grown restless in that time, venturing outside for a walk in the woods and claiming his need for fresh air was stronger than his need to stay in out of the gloomy weather. Coming back after his clothes became sufficiently soaked and his RAF boots were sufficiently muddied. Collins smiled at the memory of Farrier's laugh at the sight of another pilot of Farrier's rank stomping off after becoming increasingly put off by Farrier's cheerfulness and nonchalantly. Some of Collins' memories of his time in RAF would most likely make some question his sanity, although, he figured, he probably needed to be somewhat out of his mind to do what he did anyway. Farrier's definitely would, Collins thought.
an attempt to get out of art block, i rewatched dunkirk
Me watching Dunkirk with my poor facial recognition, unable to remember anyone's names while they die by the literal boatloads:
Me, watching the scene where the flybys say each others names (Farrier and Collins):
Me, memorizing the face of that funky little french graverobber: