Hockey fic, still eating my brain
I think I need a hockey Icon one of these days.
The fic is still eating my brain. Reading lines like :“But this would have been super official. I’d be admitting I had feelings for your dick that weren’t just related to my dick, you know?” make me love these hilariously messed-up boys. There are some really funny writers here (which is something I feel pretty insecure about my own writing).
I have so many plot-bunnies.
unperfectwolf has gotten me off on a kid!fic tangent, and I'm like 3000 words into a "5 times Sid and Geno became parents" fic, while simultaneously playing with
"Sid Crosby used to love hockey for the game itself, the challenge, the fun. Later, it was his best escape from his life in the US foster-care system. Now, it's the best chance he has of guaranteeing his 9 month old daughter has a better childhood than he did. He's got the skills, if he can only get his foot in the door. The chance to be seen takes resources he doesn't have, but he'll do anything for his child, anything to make this work, even agreeing to be the green-card-husband of some millionaire Russian player..."
and "Geno immigrates to the US without hockey in his life, and is working as a bouncer in a high-class club. When Sidney Crosby asks what time he gets off, he thinks it's a pick-up, but instead Sid is looking for a bodyguard/driver for his little girl and her nanny when he's away. (with action, danger and more than just a hook-up by the end)"
I notice a near-total lack of bad-childhood or abuse-survivor or that sort of fic in hockey fandom. Is it like some taboo? Has SPN RPS ruined all sense of decency I've ever had regarding Real Person fic? Would I be stoned if I wrote "Jonny was abused by a coach back in Juniors, and then fails to cope by thinking it made him good at hockey and he can't let go of his losses without recreating the abuse (as an adult, with some level of consent given) even after he starts dating Patrick" fic?
Also, I barely read and have never written any sort of magical realism fic or urban fantasy or what-ever. So why do I want to write a fic where "Patrick is the exiled prince of the northern Fae, cursed to be without a home until he finds someone who could love him. Decades later he's pretty much gone native and lost most of his glamour, and he can actually feel the cold of winter. Jonny is the tight-laced NHL hockey-player who is sure he locked his SUV, so why does it look like someone's been sleeping in the back? Breaking the curse is just the beginnings of their problems." With Hockey-as-war at the end, but at least Jonny gets to pick his team.
I am in love with the image of one of the boys using a hockey stick as a weapon off the ice. In a locker-room brawl or a home-invasion or to fight off a mugging.
I am drowning in plot-bunnies. Now to carve out the time/focus to write.