archive pt 7 [band of brothers; the pacific]
Band of Brothers/The Pacific;
Organized by length, alphabetical order of pairing names.
Band of Brothers;
Drabbles;
Inanities | Liebgott/Webster | gen [pg-13]
Liebgott just taps his hat down slightly in a pantomime of ‘cheers!’ and breathes in smoke.
Forget-me-nots | Lipton!centric | angst [pg]
he is terrified and relieved, delivered back to his own doorstep from the crowded house of his relatives, his younger brother circling around him like a lost mutt.
Untitled | Nixon/Winters | romance [pg-13]
We're old men.
Song for the Living | Roe!centric | angst [pg]
God, she had said with her hands wound tight and fretful, would never give such a painful gift.
Take Your Leave with Nicotine | Speirs/Lipton | gen [pg]
Lipton goes rigid and he murmurs ‘At ease,’ still distracted by the sudden weight of existing again.
Oneshots;
Dark Matter | Babe/Roe | gen [pg-13]
Everything smells like smoke, gunpowder or cigarettes, the scent of a battlefield.
Oh Two Hundred Hours | Babe/Toye | romance [pg-13/light r]
Joe had said that he’d only be staying a day, that he’d only come to humor Bill and all his goddamn insistence, but four nights of insomnia later and he’s still in Babe’s house, taking up a corner of his kitchen and not letting Babe sleep.
The Pacific;
Drabbles;
Down the Water Spout | Leckie!centric | gen/angst [pg]
Before the war he liked showers.
World Looks Bent Like I've Got Shotglass Eyes | Sledge/Snafu | romance [pg]
A moment passes, and then Snafu’s hand is against his neck, pushing into the juncture of bone and skin and waiting to feel Sledge’s heart beat flutter against his fingertips.
Little Man | Snafu!centric | gen [pg]
he’d be an idiot to pass up a free meal.
Oneshots;
Toy Soldiers | Gen!fic [Hoosier!centric] | gen/humor [pg]
Hoosier and Chuckler play babysitter for a night.
Psalm 127 | Sledge!centric | angst [pg-13]
Mary and Sid are looking at a baby. Their baby. “Sweet baby Jesus,” Eugene breathes.
Ain't Dead Yet | Sledge/Snafu | angst/romance [pg-13]
Snafu says the sunshine is burning the top layer of his eyeballs into dust, the scenario he describes laid out in excruciating detail while Eugene tries to keep his eyes on the road.
Crossovers;
Drabbles;
Bring the Night On | Snafu/Liebgott | romance [pg-13]
Snafu’s on the bed with his legs spread out, all obscene, the sheets barely ghosting his thighs and ashes smudged on the fabric.
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Organized by length, alphabetical order of pairing names.
Band of Brothers;
Drabbles;
Inanities | Liebgott/Webster | gen [pg-13]
Liebgott just taps his hat down slightly in a pantomime of ‘cheers!’ and breathes in smoke.
Forget-me-nots | Lipton!centric | angst [pg]
he is terrified and relieved, delivered back to his own doorstep from the crowded house of his relatives, his younger brother circling around him like a lost mutt.
Untitled | Nixon/Winters | romance [pg-13]
We're old men.
Song for the Living | Roe!centric | angst [pg]
God, she had said with her hands wound tight and fretful, would never give such a painful gift.
Take Your Leave with Nicotine | Speirs/Lipton | gen [pg]
Lipton goes rigid and he murmurs ‘At ease,’ still distracted by the sudden weight of existing again.
Oneshots;
Dark Matter | Babe/Roe | gen [pg-13]
Everything smells like smoke, gunpowder or cigarettes, the scent of a battlefield.
Oh Two Hundred Hours | Babe/Toye | romance [pg-13/light r]
Joe had said that he’d only be staying a day, that he’d only come to humor Bill and all his goddamn insistence, but four nights of insomnia later and he’s still in Babe’s house, taking up a corner of his kitchen and not letting Babe sleep.
The Pacific;
Drabbles;
Down the Water Spout | Leckie!centric | gen/angst [pg]
Before the war he liked showers.
World Looks Bent Like I've Got Shotglass Eyes | Sledge/Snafu | romance [pg]
A moment passes, and then Snafu’s hand is against his neck, pushing into the juncture of bone and skin and waiting to feel Sledge’s heart beat flutter against his fingertips.
Little Man | Snafu!centric | gen [pg]
he’d be an idiot to pass up a free meal.
Oneshots;
Toy Soldiers | Gen!fic [Hoosier!centric] | gen/humor [pg]
Hoosier and Chuckler play babysitter for a night.
Psalm 127 | Sledge!centric | angst [pg-13]
Mary and Sid are looking at a baby. Their baby. “Sweet baby Jesus,” Eugene breathes.
Ain't Dead Yet | Sledge/Snafu | angst/romance [pg-13]
Snafu says the sunshine is burning the top layer of his eyeballs into dust, the scenario he describes laid out in excruciating detail while Eugene tries to keep his eyes on the road.
Crossovers;
Drabbles;
Bring the Night On | Snafu/Liebgott | romance [pg-13]
Snafu’s on the bed with his legs spread out, all obscene, the sheets barely ghosting his thighs and ashes smudged on the fabric.
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