Fandom: Band of Brothers/The Pacific
Title: Aren't we all?
Author: poutmeter
Characters: Merriell "Snafu" Shelton, Eugene Roe, mentions of Eugene Sledge
Genre: Gen, Angst?,
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Band of Brothers, The Pacific, nor do I mean any disrespect to the real men in E company, their families, or the First Marines and their families. This ( Read more... )

Fandom: Band of Brothers
Title: Words
Author: poutmeter
Pairing: Barely there Webster/Shifty
Genre: Slash, Fluff
Rating: PG at most
Disclaimer: I don't own Band of Brothers, nor do I mean any disrespect to the real men in E company or their families. This is based on the actors' portrayal of real men in a fictional setting not the actual men of Easy ( Read more... )

Ok, so VERY many apologies first off to tea_egg  --all I can really say is my muses are jerkfaces, so this story got re-written like twice. That and I wasn't going to post it until AFTER I finished some more challenges for Ticket to Hell--so far, I've only knocked out Seiyuucest--which is very much a disappointment, but I digress. Here's the fiction I ( Read more... )

Zexion sighed, almost giving into the urge to rub his temples. For someone who worked with water so much, Demyx was amazingly inept when it came to swimming like a merman. Oddly enough, Zexion had gotten a better grasp of it then the supposed ‘Melodious Nocturne’-who now had just barely crashed into another stone wall. It was bad enough he’d been ( Read more... )

“You’re kind of cutting of the circulation in my arm.” Came the urgent prompt in the last five minutes, “seriously, I kind of need it, you know?”

“What about there-did you see that?! Something was there I saw it!” A frantic gesture to the glass ceiling and now hold tightening to the point where Lewis thought he saw his arm starting to lose it ( Read more... )

“It’s a gift, your birthday was two days ago, right? Me and the fam put something together for you,” came the reply as the other kept his focus on the handheld game in front of him, “gah! To the left! Left! Argh…” he chanced a glance up and urged, “well, go on- open it.”

“…Can you all do this exactly?” Lewis responded, turning over the ( Read more... )

Lewis twitched, then he blinked, then he twitched again for good measure.

“…”  Was all he could really think to say at this point (or not say, his mouth just hung open), he gaped at the other before him as if he grew a second head. There was no way…no. Just no. Please dear scientfically-disproven-yet still beloved deity up above no.

“Yeah, I know ( Read more... )

Lewis shifted in the afternoon sun, eyes straining in the abundant sunlight. His limbs protested as the effects of staying up way too late, accompanied by the lethargic-ness of waking up also way too late, yet he still rose slightly.  He turned to the other occupant in his bed, the one that had hogged all his covers and had even taken their wedge ( Read more... )