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Evan/Johnny. The world finds out Johnny is actually a girl (I know we've seen him shirtless, but make it happen). Evan all "omfg he's a girl that explains so much" and dealing with the feelings. Porn not necessary, I just want a reaction!fic. :P
Original Parts 1-46 here:
http://wintergameskink.livejournal.com/3425.html?thread=3092065#t3092065
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Thank you for telling this story. The wait for updates is killing me, though. :)killing me, though! <3
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Waiting on the sidelines while Evgeni does Firebird, Johnny's gaze drifts inadvertently towards Evan. Evan's eyes are glued to Evgeni as he skates, faster and cleaner and yes, in Johnny's opinion, better than Evan's Firebird had been. Even in retirement, Evgeni has the natural gift for this, just like Johnny had once been thought to have.
Evan looks--conflicted, a hint of a blush rising in his cheeks as he watches.
Johnny looks away.
Stephane runs through his Carla Bruni and his other exhibition, set to the choral version of Libiamo ne' liete calici, the end of his Traviata from last year. As much as Johnny likes the first, the second is even better, almost joyous, and it's--thrilling to watch ( ... )
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"Seriously? I just retired. I so don't care what everyone says I need to weigh anymore," Evan shakes his head, looking determined in his quest for calories.
But then, Evan being Evan, he straightens a little and sets the menu down and something painfully earnest flicks on in his eyes.
"I don't care what everyone says anymore," Evan repeats, too obviously for Johnny to miss it.
Johnny's appetite vanishes.
"I'm serious," Evan continues, and Johnny--there's a lump in Johnny's throat, something blocking the Evan, stop that Johnny is wishing so desperately to voice.
"I tried to explain on the train. I was young. It wasn't--they really weren't my words. I think I said three genuine things at a press conference, ever. And on Dancing, Frank used to call and yell because I would slip up and say crazy things about Russian accents or fuck up a Twitter, and that was just--that was ( ... )
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This is where I lost it, dear author; this is where the tears started flowing.
This is honest to God, my favorite fic ever. This fic is the reason why I'm reading 90% of the other fills. Thank you so much for sharing your talent with us, author!anon.
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i love this story SO MUCH. because it is adorable, of course, and fun, but also because you actually address some of the difficult questions about gender, about bigotry, etc, that arise from the premise (even though it is a cracky premise)! and i LOVE your choice to avoid pronouns - you managed to do it without my noticing it until someone else pointed it out, and then i was like OMG IT IS SO DELIBERATE AND SO ~META AND CLEVER OMG.
in short: OMG. this fic is my happy place, seriously. i get a little thrill every time i F5 and there is suddenly, magically MORE.
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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Evan is really cute and adorable trying to explain everything. Poor Johnny. <3
MOREMOREMOREMOREMORE
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oh Brian~ ♥
I really love how awkward their lunch is (omg, you make me want carbonara at 6am!) love confession included. It's really sweet and I'm like .. awww Evan, I want to pinch (yes pinch, I'm no puncher lol) him and hug him at the same time awwww *lol*
wait, what?
wait! Johnny just realized his power/magic/etc on Evan?! OH EM GEE!
SO HARD, author!anon, I LOVE YOU AND YOUR AMAZING BRAIN SO HARD and I'll keep telling you again and again~ <3
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