light-headed at the touch of this stranger's hand.

[quigonejinn]

In my mailbox this morning, from black_hound who's been telling me about it for a while.:



The following is adapted somewhat from an e-mail that I sent to black_hound over this, and OMG. That picture is so deeply amazing and why I love Cranky Bitch/Archiekins Replacement.

1. Uniforms. The righteous hotness of their military uniforms. I'd be into the slash in this fandom if only for the fact that the men are tricked out in gold and decoration and it all looks SO GOOD and GOD, how undressing a Navy officer that looks as good as Bush must be like unwrapping a glorious, glorious Christmas present.
   
   
2. The fact that Bush got up with Hornblower and got dressed with him and walked him down to the pier and stayed there when he has NO OBVIOUS reasn to be down there except to offer moral support. *weeps* My OTP is ridiculously supportive.
   
   
3. The fact that Hornblower, the tricky bitch, has large-scale body language that indicates he's looking at the Hotspur and acting all delighted, but o ho ho ho. Look at his eyes. That smile don't reach. The eye that's in the light, sure, yeah, that almost kinda looks like he's smiling with it too, but the eye that's a little more hidden? He's trying to gage Bush's reaction and nervous as ANYTHING and trying to hide it, too.
   
   
4. But Bush isn't having ANY of it. OMG. He's so excited. He knows what's going down. Ship! Pretty pretty girlfriend! Hornblower and his funny body language! Just back from a conversation with a Commodore who loves him omg, and Bush trying to hide his glee from HH too -- notice the one-sided smile, and he's obviously biting on his lip becaue of the glee.
   
   Bush is totally the girlfriend who's just sighted the little velvet box being slipped into the picnic basket next to the magnum of champagne.
   
   
5. And, man. Above all, the fact that this totally just whips by 0.0001 seconds flat, and you wouldn't notice it or even see any of it if it weren't for the screencap. I LOVE CANON THAT DOESN'T SUCK. I LOVE CANON WITH SUBTLETY. HOLY FUCK, I LOVE CANON THAT I CAN RESPECT AND THAT HOLDS UP TO MORE THAN FIVE SECONDS OF THINKING. *WEEPS*

Annnnd in conclusion, I'm a big pathetic sap, and since it's now April, it's also now time for me to pull my twice-a-year fic hiatus. I'll do my ioan_ficathon piece, and I'll be around, but no more fic, no more meta posts, no more researchy bits. Not until May.



Fic in progress

- genderfuck (aka: Five Things that Never Happened to William Bush: Horatia)
- Five Things that Never Happened to William Bush: Marriage
- Five Things that Never Happened to William Bush: Peace (Smallbridge, fishing boat, the two-wheeler by the pier)
- Five Things that Never Happened to William Bush: Resurrection (Marie, no Admiral Hornblower, staying in France, riding jaunts by the reiver)
- Sheerness grand theme to "For the Widows in Paradise"
- Preggers Marie.
- from randomalia, Hammond/Bush, Bush and Wellard, Hornblower guilt if going with the Northcote Parkinson story of how Sawyer kicked the bucket. Bush and Hammond getting it on before Hammond gets assigned, and post-Loyalty aftermath.
- Orrock and Hammond. Second-person. Post-loyalty.

Speculative fic ideas

- HH taying in France during FC and never going back to England. Fallout? Stry of Richard Arthur coming to France to see his father or somethign.
- Venice. Rewrite of Crisis.


Other

- Brotherhoood vid of Jean-Francois. Set either to Kanye West's "Jesus Walks" or Dopplebanger - Clint Mansell v. Usher - Reqiuem for Usher. Bring on the incest.

Scene list

Comments

[black-hound.livejournal.com]

Fair winds for the rest of April. We'll all be here come May. <3

[quigonejinn.livejournal.com]

*watches massive low-pressure system swirling around in the South Rhodlantic, battens down hatches and reefs the sails or whatever*

You damn well better be. :D