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Johnny and Evan are both desperately in need of love and support, and that is A+ bulletproof kink material for me. Johnny has his family and a really good sense of self, but basically every minute of his professional life is a struggle. Evan has respect and the gold medal and sponsors, but there doesn't seem to be anyone around to tell him to take a nap, already, or to take a day off when he's got a concussion. Plus there's the whole Johnny is artistic/Evan is athletic rivalry since childhood. The idea that each one of them has what the other wants, desperately, and both of them have this sort of giant gaping lack... Oh man. It's PERFECT for my id.

Although, the fic I really, really, really, really, really want, which I think is sort of what you were talking about yesterday, is this: Evan and Stéphane realize they are both kind of pining for Johnny and for whatever reason instead of doing anything about it they start hooking up, and then it turns into a ~relationship~ and then Johnny finds out, and is kind of destroyed by it, and then the three of them end up in the weirdest, most neurotic (yet huggy!) polyamorous relationship ever.

(I will totally read Johnny/Stéphane, because it is adorable, but my whole thing is WHO IS SAD AND HOW CAN HE GET CUDDLES, so it doesn't work as well for me.)

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The idea that each one of them has what the other wants, desperately, and both of them have this sort of giant gaping lack. This is exactly what I love about them! (I was actually just talking to Li yesterday about a scene in which Johnny is mad because Evan doesn't sleep enough and Evan is mad because Johnny isn't eating properly. Because they should look after each other!)

Also, I want so much fic about that polyamorous relationship. SO MUCH.

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Oooh, I want that fic! I want them looking after each other SO MUCH! Johnny is such a mommy on his show, cooking for Paris and bustling around, and he SO BADLY needs someone to look after him, too. (The parts where he's sick in Japan and just kind of... lies around, feeling awful, and all his ~Johnny Weir sparkle~ is just utterly gone... I NEED SOMEONE TO BE NICE TO HIM THERE. Also, it's possible I just wrote that into fic, so.)

I will bribe people to write it. Seriously. Name your price, fandom.

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Okay, so...I haven't seen the show yet? Which makes me a BAD FAN, I know! But have some chatfic about them looking after each other, since I don't think I'll ever actually write this fic:

One morning Evan wakes up later than usual and Johnny's waiting for him in the kitchen, drumming his fingers on the table. When Evan goes into the kitchen to make himself some tea, Johnny's tone is sharp. "What time did you actually get to sleep last night?"

Evan sighs and sets the water on to boil. "I'm not sure." He stares at the kettle instead of looking at Johnny, but Johnny is already moving to stand next to him. Evan doesn't have to turn around to know that Johnny's hands are on his hips.

"Bullshit you're not sure," Johnny says, and he sounds pissed, but his voice cracks a little when he adds, "Don't lie."

Evan scrubs a hand over his face, smoothing his hair out of his eyes. He turns around and leans against the counter. "I think maybe it was three or so?" Johnny just looks at him, and Evan mumbles, "3:56."

"God, why won't you just sleep?" Johnny says, and shuts off the whistling kettle.

"I couldn't," Evan responds. "I had to-" He turns and pours the water into his mug.

"You had to what?" Johnny asks, and the tenderness that was beginning to show in his voice is gone. "What was so important that you had to forfeit sleep on one of the only nights you've had off in the past month?"

"I had to get that routine right," Evan says, and he's talking more to the steam rising from his mug than to Johnny, but the kitchen's too quiet.

"You-" Johnny starts, exasperated, and then he slides a hand onto Evan's neck, warm and gentle. "Evan."

"I just didn't do it well enough, on the show. The judges -"

"Screw the judges! It's fucking reality TV, everything is manufactured to be a certain way, to create drama. It's not real!" Johnny squeezes his hand lightly, but he knows immediately it was the wrong thing to say as Evan stiffens. He's clenching the mug so hard that his fingers are turning white.

"I just wanted to do it to the best of my ability," he says stiffly, and he's using his media voice, and Johnny hates it.

"You have a concussion, and a broken toe, and you're exhausted," Johnny says, and Evan breaks out of his grip and walks to the table.

"I had to get it right." Evan's sitting down now, but he still looks shaky, like he's going to slump over the table at any moment. "I couldn't sleep until I'd gotten it right. I kept thinking about it, lying in bed. All the things that I could fix."

"You should have woken me up," Johnny says, sitting down.

Evan shakes his head. "I don't think there was anything you could have done. I just needed to fix it." Johnny looks like he wants to say something else, but instead leans back in his chair and closes his eyes. "How long have you been up?" Evan asks, and Johnny holds up six fingers. "What did you have for breakfast?" There's a pause, and when Johnny opens his eyes Evan is looking at him intently. "Did you even have breakfast?"

"I wasn't hungry," Johnny replies, and Evan actually slams his hand down on the table, making Johnny jump.

"You have to fucking eat, Johnny."

"I just wasn't hungry!"

"You have to maintain your fitness, but you need energy. You know that."

"I eat," Johnny responds. "I made you dinner last night, didn't I?"

"Yeah, and most of what was on your plate ended up in the trash, even though you poked and prodded at it for forty minutes," Evan responds, and Johnny looks away. "I'm not blind, Johnny. I'm not an idiot, either."

"We're not talking about me," Johnny says. "We're talking about you."

"Not anymore."

"That discussion was not over."

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I'm glad to hear I'm not the only fan who hasn't seen BGJW yet! And now I see from your profile that you're in Australia like me, which would explain it. I haven't figured out how I'm going to watch it yet... :/

And this is a very interesting discussion you're all having, and I love how you guys can put into words what the rest of us are thinking.

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Oh man, I have got to change my profile - I am actually no longer in Australia (I just moved back in January) but yeah, I'm sure there's somewhere we can download the episodes? I'm just not sure where. (Where in Australia are you, if you don't mind me asking?)

I'm glad you're finding it interesting! I tend to feel like I just ramble a lot? But basically my brain has been totally taken over by figure skating at the moment, so.

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I don't know where either (we can download the eps, I mean, not where I live. I know that :P).

Augh, tell me about it. I mean, I enjoy it, except when I'm trying to have a life as well. :P

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Oh, and I was going to PM you so we could discuss Aust., but I think we have to be LJ-friends to do that. Were you in Australia long?

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Responding to both comments here - I was in Australia for four and a half years, so yes? I guess that's a while.

I'm sure I have links for the episodes somewhere, because the internet is obliging, most of the time. I'll see if I can find them.

Oh man, I love this stupid fandom, but because I'm not in school at the moment, I just sit at home refreshing kink meme threads and watching figure skating programs for hours on end. I'm thinking that's not exactly healthy.

We could be friends? And then the PMing could happen! If you'd like, that is.

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Yes - soon we will both be enlightened to whatever the heck everyone's talking about on BGJW (I think I've only seen the foot massager scene so far :P).

Oh man, I love this stupid fandom, but because I'm not in school at the moment, I just sit at home refreshing kink meme threads and watching figure skating programs for hours on end. I'm thinking that's not exactly healthy.
Omg, are you me?

Sure thing. I'm Melon, by the way.

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That's the only scene I've seen, too! So many times.

Ahahaha, possibly? Seriously, I spent all of last weekend watching old routines. I fully blame _skating, and a RL friend of mine who is so, so pleased that soemone else is into skating. (Though she is baffled that it is me, of all people.)

Nice to meet you! (as it were) I'm Elena. *waves*

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Evan is quiet for a few long moments, taking a sip of tea. "I'll make you a deal," he says finally, looking up at Johnny. "You eat properly, and I'll try to sleep more. I'll try not to obsess over those things."

"I -" Johnny starts. "Fine. Agreed." He holds out a hand to Evan, but Evan grabs it and doesn't let go, just tugs until Johnny comes over to his side of the table. He reaches up and threads his hands through Johnny's hair and pulls him down for a long kiss. His hands are gentle against Johnny's skin, his mouth warm from the tea.

Evan breaks away. "So we have a deal."

"Yeah," Johnny says, and if he sounds maybe a little more breathless than he does determined, he doesn't really think Evan can blame him.

In other news, I am totally writing polyamory fic! Because, um...the three of them together is my favourite thing ever? And I want to write self-indulgent threesome domesticity for ever and always.

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Yaaaaaaay. Is there pining as well as schmoopy domesticity? Because if it has both of those things I will be the world's happiest girl.

This commentfic is gorrrrrrgeous, I would like to read a billion words of it, please.

(I have talked to you in comments a bunch of times, so I just friended you, I hope you don't mind.)

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Oh man, so much pining. The whole premise is that Stephane and Johnny are together, but Stephane suggests a threesome, and Johnny suggests Evan (because he's maybe had this whole just-sex thing going with him for a while, and he can be counted on to be discreet). But then there are misunderstandings about what people mean to each other, and Johnny maybe panics because he's not even sure he deserves Stephane loving him, let alone Evan, and besides, how is three people ever going to work? So yes. Pining. And angsting. But then lots of schmoopy domesticity, like Stephane asking Evan to show him a DWTS dance, and then Stephane trying to teach Evan to bake but they get distracted and end up making out against the kitchen counter (even though at first, when Stephane's laughing and has flour in his hair and Evan leans in, because he just wants to kiss him, he pulls back, because he's not sure he's allowed, especially if Johnny's not there).

Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I really do just get started talking about these people and I do not shut up.

Um...that being said, the commentfic? I am apparently really bad at just sort of briefly talking about something and then letting it go. I kind of want to write them in an established relationship where they take care of each other, now.

(Friended! I was always too chicken to suggest it, to be honest. I'm a big wuss.)

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DON'T BE SORRY, I am sitting here going, "I posted about Johnny EVERY SINGLE DAY this week, if I post about Adam's sparkly jeans I WILL BE DEFRIENDED BY THE ENTIRE INTERNET... but!!! Sparkly jeans!!!!!" and debating with myself.

THAT SOUNDS AMAZING. If there is a scene of Johnny thinking he doesn't deserve love then it will be my new favorite fic EVER, particularly if that is followed by cuddles. Um. I am kind of easy?

I would LOVE that to be established relationship fic, for real. But the thing I'm writing has just hit... 23,200 words, and I only just got to the conflict, so I am clearly CRAZY. Don't mind me.

(Hee. <3 I am the WORST about friending people, it freaks me out. But I promise I am not scary at all, although I am deeply, DEEPLY tl;dr about Johnny Weir's Inner Sadness.)

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Well, for the record, I wouldn't defriend you for that. I feel that would be kinda awesome, actually.

There are many scenes like that, I think! Variations on a theme, if you will. Like...Johnny waking up in the middle of the night after the fourth or fifth time Evan's come over, cleaning because he's not sure what the hell is going on. And then Evan comes out to help him clean for a while and then get him to come back to bed. And another time in which Johnny says to Stephane and Evan over breakfast, "Anyone who ends up with me has to be either dumb or accepting," and his voice is shaky. "So which one are you?" ETC. I COULD GO ON AND ON.

Totally implausible established relationship h/c fic has been added to the list! (So it's official now.) You are not crazy! When I first randomly fell into this fandom - you know, back in the day... - I wrote 20, 000 words of the gay teen version of The Cutting Edge in two days. Like, original fiction. So you are definitely not the crazy one here. Tell me more about this thing you are writing? *waits patiently*

(Friending people on the internet should be easier than talking with people IRL, but somehow I've never managed to handle it very well. However! Thinky thoughts about Johnny Weir's Inner Sadness are definitely a good basis for a friendship, I feel.)

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Oh maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan. Those scenes make me all fluttery. THEY SOUND AMAZING, I SINCERELY SINCERELY HOPE YOU WRITE THEM. Mostly so I can stare at you creepily like <3_______<3 and then bother you for MORE, but still.

Uh, the long thing is... long. 26k and change, and no discernable plot. Well. Sometime in the vague future after Johnny's retired, he's at the NHK cup for press stuff, and he ends up trying to help Adam Rippon get a date with Mirai Nagasu, but Evan is immediately suspicious that something's up, since Johnny's behind it, and the two of them spend the rest of the fic fighting with each other. (They have kind of a History.) It's very, very vaguely based around Pride and Prejudice.

HE IS SAD, INWARDLY, AND HE NEEDS HUGS, PARTICULARLY WHEN HE SAYS HE DOESN'T WANT THEM. This is like, my guiding fandom principal.

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