So this is a continuation of my
Hard Core Logo apocafic.
Author: llassah
Fandom:Hard Core Logo
Pairing: Joe/Billy
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1222 words
So it’s a tour. Billy’s holding a rifle, sitting in the front passenger seat, and Pipe’s wiring something that looks a little like a bomb, which is plugged into an amp, connected to some of the plastic
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These guys, these guys, these guys. I love these guys. The four of them each adapting to this new world in their own way. “Dining like kings tonight, fuckers,” he tells them. He sounds too fucking cheerful. Apocalypses suit him. Exactly. Day to day survival is an atmosphere that Pipe would so excell in because that's what he's always done. Just now there is a rocket launcher.
Everything. Quantifying what has been lost isn’t something he could ever do, could ever be capable of. He just tips his head back and howls, and it’s enough, for now. Joe, Joe, Joe. ♥ The whole show for nobody is just such a perfect image. Because dammit they're a band, it's what they do and even when the world ends and the wolves come they're still going to feed off that ( ... )
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it's a tangle of emotion and of awe at how beautifully done this is, and how you've captured THEM even tho the entire world is different.
i...i...i love this, i guess that's all i can say.
&hearts
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They’re chasing after things that don’t happen anymore, wanting the same annoyances as before, the same mundane realities of life on tour, a claustrophobic, itchy existence hammered out on sawdust with the smell of beer and the throb of the amp. They travel to battlefields that no longer exist and fling themselves against nothing.
Also the wolves at the end.
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