Who the Hell You Think You Are? by Spuffyduds (NC17)
"What is it? One more shot, and salud?" -Joe Dick
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Fandom: HARD CORE LOGO
Pairing: Billy/Joe
Length: 3,075 words
Author on LJ: spuffyduds
Author Website: at AO3
Why this must be read: because it's an awesome read, filled with two things that spuffyduds excels at: angst and OMG hot sex, which are staples in Billy and Joe's world. spuffyduds shows us flashes of their lives, from hormonally charged teenagers to grown men with handcuffs, the love-hate dynamic between them, and the climatic destruction of Hard Core Logo's chance at fame and fortune.
Billy stumbles into the motel room seriously drunk that night, hoping Joe's asleep already because he doesn't want to talk to the bastard, doesn't want to talk to him ever again. They had a chance, they had a fucking chance and Joe had to be some sort of Punk God of Assholes and ruin it, throw it away, fucking fine if he wants to spend his life in Motel Sixes eating ramen noodles but how could he just decide for the rest of them like that, not even ask?
Who the Hell You Think You Are?
Thanks for riding with me on this wild and crazy trip. Remember to leave feedback for the authors - they all are amazing and really deserve to know how much we appreciate their talent and skill and love of the Billy 'n' Joe trainwreck.
Fandom: HARD CORE LOGO
Pairing: Billy/Joe
Length: 3,075 words
Author on LJ: spuffyduds
Author Website: at AO3
Why this must be read: because it's an awesome read, filled with two things that spuffyduds excels at: angst and OMG hot sex, which are staples in Billy and Joe's world. spuffyduds shows us flashes of their lives, from hormonally charged teenagers to grown men with handcuffs, the love-hate dynamic between them, and the climatic destruction of Hard Core Logo's chance at fame and fortune.
Billy stumbles into the motel room seriously drunk that night, hoping Joe's asleep already because he doesn't want to talk to the bastard, doesn't want to talk to him ever again. They had a chance, they had a fucking chance and Joe had to be some sort of Punk God of Assholes and ruin it, throw it away, fucking fine if he wants to spend his life in Motel Sixes eating ramen noodles but how could he just decide for the rest of them like that, not even ask?
Who the Hell You Think You Are?