hear the sound (the angels come screaming) [1/1]
hear the sound (the angels come screaming)
vaguely Connor/Murphy (come on. it's Connor and Murphy.)
The Boondock Saints
4k+ | R | warnings: cursing, angst, possible OOCness with an attempt at IC reasoning. vague allusions to All Saints Day, but no spoilers except for Il Duce's first name. choppy writing, hurr.
This is fiction. I am not Troy Duffy. The ( Read more... )
vaguely Connor/Murphy (come on. it's Connor and Murphy.)
The Boondock Saints
4k+ | R | warnings: cursing, angst, possible OOCness with an attempt at IC reasoning. vague allusions to All Saints Day, but no spoilers except for Il Duce's first name. choppy writing, hurr.
This is fiction. I am not Troy Duffy. The ( Read more... )
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Connor’s not at all surprised when a bloody wet cloth is tossed into his face. Murphy chuckles, eyes already fluttering shut as he buries his face into his pillow, and Connor gives one in return as he digs into his pocket for a smoke before stepping outside.
ughghghg boys. boys. I can see that, Gina. I can see that happening in canon. THAT IS THE BOYS.
The look on Noah’s face is heartbreaking as he grabs his son, tucking him against his chest so that Murphy can scream into his coat. He’s murmuring something in Gaelic, his fingers threading into Murphy’s dark hair and it seems like Murphy has no idea how to respond beyond that one sound, and they all catch the few words in English.
“I know, I know,” he whispers, and before anyone can stop him he takes his gun and with the butt of it cuffs Murphy against the back of the neck.
Oh god, favorite. Favorite. I love how you wrote Il Duce here ( ... )
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