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22 June 2014 @ 08:21 pm
Hi! This community doesn't seem very active anymore- but I'll give it a shot.

I'm looking for a Andrew Haldane/Eddie Jones fanart I swear I saw either here on Livejournal or Deviantart, but can't find anymore.

From what I remember; Haldane is in a wheelchair with one shoulder in bandages, with Eddie standing next to him holding one of his hands. I believe it was in black and white, or with minimal color.

Sound familiar to anyone?

It was a wonderful piece and I would love to see it again.

X-posted to the-pacific
 
 
Title: In Your Dreams You'll See Us Falling
Author: mytimehaspassed
Fandom: Band of Brothers/The Pacific
Rating: R
Pairings: Babe/Roe; Sledge/Snafu; (implied past) Roe/Snafu
Warnings: Modern era AU; spoilers for the series; mentions of war; graphic violence
Notes: Um, this came out of nowhere. On AO3, for people who want it.

Dance On Our Graves Verse:
I. If You Wanna Leave Better Build a Rocket
II. We Were Two Until We Melted Down
III. We Dance On Our Graves With Our Bodies Below
IV. If I Had a Heart I Could Love You
V. And You Know You Can't Heal Them All
VI. this

The night Babe comes back to him, Roe dreams of his father.
 
 
Current Mood: blahblah
 
 
25 March 2013 @ 02:04 pm
title: friends who share your past
pairing: sledge/snafu
rating: R (sex and the like)
warnings: rough sex, happy sex, emotional whiplash, codependent relationship, problems caused by poor communication
summary: Snafu gives an answer without getting the question, Sledge asks a question without getting an answer

lj link
AO3 mirror

x-posted to the_pacific
 
 
21 February 2013 @ 09:09 pm
Title: A Boy and His Dog
Summary: In which Eddie Jones - and his daemon, Loretta - learn that some folks are more suited to warfare than others, that the Japanese move in mysterious ways, and that if they want to survive, they can't just rely on each other. (Or in short, Guadalcanal with daemons in.)
Rating: PG for violence, casual racism
Word Count: ~5000
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc. This is a work of fiction based on the characters in the HBO series, and no comparison or disrespect is intended towards anyone real. The concept of daemons is, of course, borrowed from the His Dark Materials trilogy by Philip Pullman.
Notes: Written for the 'daemons AU' square of trope_bingo. To quote Fanlore, a daemon is 'a physical manifestation of the soul in the form of a talking animal'; you don't need to have read HDM to follow this.

( Life had been so much simpler once, when they were just a boy and his dog. )

on dw | on ao3
 
 
13 December 2012 @ 08:38 pm
Title: The Loudest Sound
Pairing: Lew "Chuckler" Juergens/Robert Leckie
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own The Pacific, never will. Only based on the actor's portrayal.
Warnings: Language and sexual stuff
Summary:
Lew always felt so vulnerable. Much too vulnerable.

Enjoy.
 
 
 
Title: I am hiding from some beast (but the beast was always here)
Pairing: Sledge/Snafu
Rating: R
Disclaimer:
I do not own The Pacific, and I never will.
Warnings: Language and Non-explicit sexual content
Summary:
Snafu is something that Eugene will never understand.

Enjoy
 
 
29 November 2012 @ 09:23 am
Title: All Darkness and Silence

Pairing: Sledge/Snafu

Rating: NC-17/ADULT

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, based solely on the HBO television series and the characters portrayed therein. Any resemblance to men of the same name, living or dead, is entirely coincidental

Summary: There are days when his body does not seem real to him. Days of marching and crouching, of running and falling, when he becomes a sentient piece of meat with no real feeling, numb to the insults of the physical. Feelings creep in, a piece at a time.

A/N: Cross-posted from my journal. This fic is a bit of love to someonesgrlbomb for posting a wonderful list of Sledge/Snafu fics. You did indeed inspire me to help you add to it. I hope you enjoy this.

Title taken from the poem Death comes to me again, a girl by Dorianne Laux

(some days it rains, but more often the air is dry and sweet.)
 
 
09 November 2012 @ 06:33 pm
title: a thousand years in perfect symmetry
pairing: sledge/snafu
rating: pg-13
warnings/content: crossover with band of brothers and generation kill; modern day au; some language; cardiac disease
words: 10.930
summary: the illness in his heart cannot be healed by love alone. (in which snafu chips away sledge’s shell of insecurity and naiveté, and sledge shows him how to care in return.)

here
 
 

Title: “Sand in Our Fur; Dust on Our Feathers; Saltwater Across Our Scales” or “The Battleground in our Souls” (Part 3) 

Fandom: The Pacific/ His Dark Materials (Daemon Crossover-Verse)
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: “The Pacific” and “His Dark Materials” do not belong to me, and I make no money in the writing of this fiction. This fiction is based on the television series and the book trilogy and in no way reflects the actual lives of the men the characters are based on—it’s all fun and games here. “His Dark Materials” belongs to Philip Pullman, and the publishers respectively.
Notes/Summary: Conley has never had a problem with the shape his daemon takes, but it astounds and somewhat hurts to find how unhappy the people he loves around him are with their own souls
. As for Chuckler and Beatrice, he's more interested in keeping both him and his poorly mannered daemon in line--the results tend to be mixed.  

Warning: I can't really remember if I said 'fuck' but I definitely said it right now. 



(This is a Philip Pullman “His Dark Materials” daemon crossover fic, though I left out the ice bears and much of everything else in the books, save the daemons. It started off as curiosity and character study, as I simply love daemon crossovers, and so far have not read anything with “The Pacific” and daemons in way of this sort of thing. So I guess it is not a true-true cross over, but the daemon element is definitely there, so…yeah, I guess I should find a way to file that one. 

Well...I was gonna do Basilone and Lena, but...you know. Why? Am I right? Anyway, might as well be talking to myself over here, but regardless. Same old song and dance people, like it, dislike it, apathetic to it, lemme know.)




In Soviet Russia, cut fakes you.
 
 
21 October 2012 @ 07:13 pm

Title: “Sand in Our Fur; Dust on Our Feathers; Saltwater Across Our Scales” or “The Battleground in our Souls” (Part 2) 
Fandom: 
The Pacific/ His Dark Materials (Daemon Crossover-Verse)
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: “The Pacific” and “His Dark Materials” do not belong to me, and I make no money in the writing of this fiction. This fiction is based on the television series and the book trilogy and in no way reflects the actual lives of the men the characters are based on—it’s all fun and games here. “His Dark Materials” belongs to Philip Pullman, and the publishers respectively.
Notes/Summary: Leckie and Fiona are used to being mostly ignored, so when she settles as a strange, gorgeous animal, it seems like the only thing that changes is how people notice him. Ho
osier on the other hand never really gave daemons and settling much thought, but he can't help but be a little surprised with the shape his chooses.  
Warning: I said 'fuck' a few times. And then I said it again just now. Sorry.  

(This is a Philip Pullman “His Dark Materials” daemon crossover fic, though I left out the ice bears and much of everything else in the books, save the daemons. It started off as curiosity and character study, as I simply love daemon crossovers, and so far have not read anything with “The Pacific” and daemons in way of this sort of thing. So I guess it is not a true-true cross over, but the daemon element is definitely there, so…yeah, I guess I should find a way to file that one.

The fucks I give could fill the space inside the golgi apparatus of an animal cell, at this point. Love it, hate it, let me know-- I'm singing in the dark over here. )





The Cut is fake, but the kicks aren't.