2010 WINTER OLYMPIC GAMES KINK MEME
Welcome to all winter athletes! This Winter Games is screaming for fic. Lots and lots of fic. So let's give them what they want! The set up is easy! Just (anonymously) post your favorite pairing, threesome, groupsome, etc., and a kink. All prompts are welcome, not just the kinky ones. If someone is interested,
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I WANT FIC WHERE, IN A RARE MOMENT OF SELF-AWARENESS, LYSACEK HAS AN EPIPHANY THAT HE IS UNHAPPY WITH HIMSELF/HIS LIFE, SO HE RUNS OFF TO GO ~FIND~ HIMSELF. BUT BASICALLY THE ONLY PEOPLE HE KNOWS ARE OTHER COMPETITIVE FIGURE SKATERS, SO HE JUST JETS AROUND THE WORLD, CRASHING ON VARIOUS PEOPLE'S COUCHES AND ANNOYING THE FUCK OUT OF THEM. I ENVISION A LOT OF LOLZY PANIC ATTACKS WITH HIM SAYING THINGS LIKE "I'M NOT SURE I EVEN LIKE DOING QUADS!!! ;_;"
I ALSO HAVE THIS IMAGE OF HIM DROPPING IN ON WEIR IN NEW JERSEY AND SAYING "TEACH ME TO BE GENUINE!!!" IN A VAGUELY ANGUISHED MONOTONE. AND THEN JOHNNY TRIES TO GET HIM TO STOP SPEAKING IN CLICHES CONSTANTLY.
"I'M TRYING, OKAY? I'M GIVING IT MY ALL, 110%!!"
"NO, STOP THAT."
AND MAYBE EVAN DECIDES THAT HE NEEDS TO TRY DOING OTHER SPORTS THAT AREN'T FIGURE SKATING, SO HE GETS TO HARASS OTHER OLYMPIC ATHLETES TOO.
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(oh, and the quad angsting HAS to happen on Plushy's couch. You know it. I cna alreayd hear the reply: "You not do quads" xDDDDDDD)
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BTW, Evan gives it 150%, didn't you hear him on Ellen? xD
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“Oh, that’s not true,” Johnny says. “You’re an Olympic champion, for fuck’s sake, you can do anything you want now and people will fall over themselves helping you. Anything. You can- you can go to fucking Harvard, or become an assassin, or a porn star, or-”
“What?” Evan mouths, no longer following him.
“Okay,” Johnny says, stopping. “Bad examples, but it’s true. You worked your ass off so now you get to enjoy the rewards. God, if I’d won gold, I’d, I’d-- I don’t even know, but it would be awesome.“It doesn’t feel awesome,” he says. “It feels like a huge weight. I thought that I’d feel better, but instead I feel like… like anything I do now, it’s not about me anymore. I can’t mess up, or,” he wants to say something about ‘resting on his laurels’ but ( ... )
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