"The Only Living Boys in New York" by Teaspoonery for Frooit
Title: The Only Living Boys in New York
Prompts: 1) Snafu and Sledge are drug dealers (e.i. drug dealers... yeah. continuing the vague theme.) and 2) I gotta say, I'm pulling for a deathfic. Of any sort (that isn't Bas--well, no, that even works). Doesn't even need to be canon. Just. Tragedy, yo.
LJ name: teaspoonery
Recipient LJ: frooit
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Where Sledge and Snafu are drug-dealers in New York City. Snafu is the veteran; Sledge the newbie who has to learn the tricks of the trade. Kind of.
Pairings/Characters: Sledge/Snafu, assorted unnamed characters that look like Pacific and Band of Brothers people in my head.
Disclaimer: I do not own these boys. They are modeled after the HBO show characters, not the actual men. And no disrespect is meant towards the real veterans, who I respect massively.
Disclaimer 2: The title of the fic comes from "The Only Living Boy in New York", a song by Simon & Garfunkel. The quotes before and after the story are both Mumford & Sons.
Author’s notes: I f*cking loved writing this. Seriously. I did. Fandom people, I love you all. Also, if I’m not responding to your comments right away, it is because I am on a holiday until the 19th of August, meaning I have limited access to the internet!
Also, mindfrills (one of my beta readers) made this awesome artwork for the story! Seriously, go check it out, leave her a comment and cheer her on to make more art (because I know you love it). It's not of a particular scene in the story but more like a general impression. Even so, yeah. (I'd advise not to take a look until you've read the story though--it might spoil you!).
( The Only Living Boys in New York )
Prompts: 1) Snafu and Sledge are drug dealers (e.i. drug dealers... yeah. continuing the vague theme.) and 2) I gotta say, I'm pulling for a deathfic. Of any sort (that isn't Bas--well, no, that even works). Doesn't even need to be canon. Just. Tragedy, yo.
LJ name: teaspoonery
Recipient LJ: frooit
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Where Sledge and Snafu are drug-dealers in New York City. Snafu is the veteran; Sledge the newbie who has to learn the tricks of the trade. Kind of.
Pairings/Characters: Sledge/Snafu, assorted unnamed characters that look like Pacific and Band of Brothers people in my head.
Disclaimer: I do not own these boys. They are modeled after the HBO show characters, not the actual men. And no disrespect is meant towards the real veterans, who I respect massively.
Disclaimer 2: The title of the fic comes from "The Only Living Boy in New York", a song by Simon & Garfunkel. The quotes before and after the story are both Mumford & Sons.
Author’s notes: I f*cking loved writing this. Seriously. I did. Fandom people, I love you all. Also, if I’m not responding to your comments right away, it is because I am on a holiday until the 19th of August, meaning I have limited access to the internet!
Also, mindfrills (one of my beta readers) made this awesome artwork for the story! Seriously, go check it out, leave her a comment and cheer her on to make more art (because I know you love it). It's not of a particular scene in the story but more like a general impression. Even so, yeah. (I'd advise not to take a look until you've read the story though--it might spoil you!).
( The Only Living Boys in New York )