Heavy Artillery

Awwww, yes. I am too excited for this. That's such a solid cameo-of-sorts for Johnny.

Edited Date: 26/02/2020 14:53 (UTC)

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muccamukk

It'll be a nice comedy break from some of the angst I've been writing, and Johnny PoV should be hilarious.

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Yeah, this fandom really lends itself to angst--for obvious reasons. So, any chance to insert comedy--yes, please.

Also, speaking of Johnny Martin, rewatched Currahee yesterday and wow, wow, wow does he wear those PT shorts well.

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muccamukk

Yeah, I need a switch up anyway. Though my comedy tends to be the more deadpan kind than anything.

Those shorts are God's Gift, man.

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Those shorts are God's gift. PT Shorts Fic Fest: coming soon, lol.

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muccamukk

sorry, what? was rewatching Curahee.

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A+ icon use, Tec

Currahee is worth a rewatch for the shorts alone

Edited Date: 26/02/2020 16:22 (UTC)

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Yeeesss!! I love the trope where two characters have regular discussions in a different language/code/shorthand only to discover that at least one other person has been able to fluently understand them the whole time, and it's like, perfect for Webgott!

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muccamukk

I'm hoping it'll be a fun comedy outsider pov sorta thing. Be a bit of a change of pace.

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impala_chick

Hooray for a fic with German!!

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muccamukk

With correct German, too! Which was really the thing slowing me down on this one.

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About 4k into my Talbert fic, I decided that the first scene didn't really jive with the rest of it. However, the opening was my favorite bit. So, I've decided to split it into two separate fics, the first of which will be posted this week with the second to follow next week, ideally as a prompt fill for one of the LLSS Dick/Tab prompts!

Preview for the first fic:

“If there’s going to be a war…” Robert’s voice echoed in the silence, rounding off the walls and sliding between the shadows. “I’m going to fight.”

“Me, too.” Floyd’s reply was automatic, his lips and tongue moving before his brain had caught up. As his words fell, drifting across the open floor to where his brother’s bed was pushed against the opposite wall, Floyd realized that his statement, however impulsive, was true. If his country was going to war, he wasn’t going to be a coward. He would stand and fight with the rest of them.

Even if he had no real notion of the severity of war.

Turning his head on the pillow, Floyd waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness and sought out his older brother’s face. “What do you think its like?”

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muccamukk

Oh, man, that's just so painful and sweet at the same time. You're just setting yourself up for a world of hurt, Floyd.

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in Lip's voice: yeah, boy

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I CANNOT WAIT FOR THIS!

More Talbert! And Talbert's brother! I'm such a slut for well-done OC's, this is going to be amazing. I'm very looking forward to both your fic~

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I started writing the Andy/Eddie hockey AU to give my brain a break from chewing on exchange fic and I decided to open it with a Deadspin article that turned out pretty fun, if I do say so myself:

EDDIE JONES HAS A GAY OLD TIME ON BOURBON STREET
Scott Weinshenker
12/08/16 9:23 AM
Filed to: THIS IS NOT A DRILL

You all remember Eddie Jones, right? The corn-fed captain of the New Orleans Rougarou so wholesome he belongs on a box of Malt-O-Meal? The gentleman bruiser who spends his free time playing country tunes for kids with cancer?

Our favorite dapper D-man led his team to 97 points last night in a shut-out victory against the Los Angeles Kings, clinching a playoff spot for the first time in franchise history. Oh! And he also got caught on camera at the after-party, sucking face. WITH A DUDE.

A bystander on Bourbon Street captured video of Jones out on the town after the Rougarou’s big win, and in the arms of another man, to boot. The clip is only about twenty seconds long, but it shows a pristine picture of Jones going toe-to-toe (or rather, tongue-to-tongue) in an impressive game of tonsil hockey with a salt-and-pepper hottie outside of popular downtown NoLa nightspot, Jack Beverly’s. Don’t believe me? ~~See for yourself:~~

It has come to our attention that the original video has (tragedy of tragedies) been pulled down. There are undoubtedly bootleg copies still circulating—the internet lives forever, after all—but for those of you not up to the search, let me lay out a highlight reel:

Jones goes full frontal for the camera about twelve seconds in, when he pulls back from the Olympic-grade lip lock to gaze tenderly into his anonymous paramour's eyes. It’s clearly him, complete with the stitches on his left cheek that he earned taking a stick to the face five minutes into the third period of last night’s game, when he basically tackled Tanner Pearson to the ice to prevent the Kings from scoring a breakaway goal. The mystery man doesn’t let Jones stay away for long, but it’s evidence enough to confirm that Eddie Jones is at least bi-curious. (Though the unapologetic handful of ass he grabs for himself just before the clip cuts off suggests a certain familiarity that only comes through regular practice, in this reporter's humble opinion.) No word yet on the identity of the silver fox crowding Jones up against the cobblestones, but based on his hip-to-shoulder ratio alone, it’s no wonder Jones succumbed to his charms.

This controversy comes on the tail end of several major developments for the Rougarou, who experienced a change in management back in September when Andrew “Ack Ack” Haldane came aboard as coach, a short two years after his early retirement shocked the League. Under his expert tutelage—and with a little help from newly-acquired Southern belle of the NHL, Auburn University's star center and first-round draft pick, Eugene Sledge—the Rougarou have become real contenders. They're headed to the Stanley Cup playoffs for the first time time since the club was established in 1994, and this gay sports fan, for one, would hate to see Jones’s accidental outing become the speed bump that runs them off the road to victory.

Neither Jones himself nor New Orleans Rougarou management have been available for comment on the matter so far, but one thing goes without saying: assuming that Jones doesn’t fully implode in the aftermath of this incident, it has the potential to change the landscape of professional ice hockey as we know it. At the very least, I hope to see Jones (and his broad-shouldered beaux!) in attendance at next year’s Southern Decadence. Maybe this time, he'll even ditch the "secret agent in a star-studded summer blockbuster" disguise he was wearing last year and admit he was there.

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omg omg I AM SO EXCITED FOR THIS!!!! This is 100000% delightful and you had me at "gentleman bruiser" <3 <3 <3

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It's going to be a fun one to write, I think. And hopefully pretty easy to hop into between other projects as it requires almost zero research, lol. I'm glad you're excited about it! :) I am too!

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muccamukk

I really, really want a) that last link, b) everything about this fic. I'd say your research has hella paid off. ALSO I LOVE THAT THIS TURNED INTO AN ANDY/EDDIE FIC! I thought it was Sledgefu.

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MARCUS BELL!!! *swoons over your icon*

Alright, now that I've got that out of the way—it was supposed to be Sledgefu (and that will probably still be a very minor point in the background) and it is ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT that it's now Andy/Eddie. You got me thinking about the joy of a captain-player relationship unexpectedly going public, and I was like "yes please I want that."

I love Sledge and Snafu but like, I'm sorry, no way is either of them team captain material. They're alternates at best, and that's only if like six other guys go down first.

Hopefully I can make it a fun one even though it's a modern (cringe) hockey (barf) AU. ;)

ETA: I did briefly consider making it a story told entirely through like, news and gossip articles, press releases, tweets, and other forms of alternative media buuuut I think I'm going to use those as section buffers instead. All of which to say, you may wind up seeing some of the "linked" articles later~

Edited Date: 26/02/2020 16:11 (UTC)

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muccamukk

I've been thinking about this all day, as you do, and I've moved from OMG! THIS IS SO GOOD! to OH NO! POOR EDDIE GETTING OUTED! He's going to be so upset.

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uugh, tec, this is so friggin' good. your voice as a sports reporter is on point--really hope you end up using more of the linked articles later. also really hope we get to see Snaf teasing Sledge about being a Southern Belle. <33

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I started something for the "Eddie confesses his feelings while drunk" prompt over the weekend, inspired by the Banika adventure in Burgin's book. I've had to put it aside this week to finish up my rare pair exchange fic, but I really want to finish it in the next couple of weeks.

"So what's this I'm hearing about grapefruit juice?"

Eddie groaned and turned his face into the thin pillow. His stomach didn't appreciate the reminder.

"And I thought I heard Burgin mention something about adding 190-proof alcohol to it?"

Eddie tried to shake his head but the movement just made his head ache more. He settled for squeezing his eyes shut.

"He also said something about how he'd had to stick your head under a water tank and put you to bed last night."

"He had just as much to drink as I did, how the hell's he able to talk about it," Eddie muttered irritably, but that just made Andy laugh.

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Baaaww!! Andy coming to gently rib Eddie about his hangover is so perfect. And of course Burgie was somehow involved in this shenanigan. He looks like butter wouldn't melt but that boy knows trouble, lol.

This is very sweet and I can't wait to see more of it! The TP fandom needs more "adventures on leave" fic, imo, and this is going to be a good one~

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Mucca prepared me for the uncomfy parts of Burgie's book but I was unprepared for the delight of the Banika adventure and how he was still going on about how drunk they all were 60+ years later :D

Thank you!! I'm so excited to finally turn my attention to my fave TP boys <3

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muccamukk

I love the "I put them all to bed and was marvelling at how I was still fine. ... and then I threw up blood for two days."

Oh, Burgie.

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"And I didn't eat from Sunday to Thursday. But I was FINE." :D

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muccamukk

I'm looking forward to this so much!

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