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Lord knows that

randomalia could do it better, but

phantomsangel asked, and I never got her a Christmas present. So. Written in forty-five minutes!

( Bush blows Jack Hammond. NC-17 and PWP. )

Originally written as part of a Hornblower/Edrington fic for

commodorified, but I gave up on the full fic and finished this to get back in the hang of writing after the hiatus.

( Random-ass snippet of Edrington and Hornblower, thirty years afterward. You can guess the usual suspects. )

Parts of this have shown up before, but I finally bit the bullet and put the last pieces together.

( R for content and nuclear levels of crack. Het. Post-Atropos, pre-BtQ. )

I should not be here, but alas, I beheld this through

randomalia's del.icio.us account, and I could not resist.

( THE DATE IS TOTALLY PULLED OUT OF MY ASS. )

Current Mood: delinquent.

( Only PG, amazingly enough. Probably because there's no sex in it, alas. Hornblower, Bush. )

Inspired by Andrew Bird's Imitosis, which

swingchick introduced me to, and a HOMFG AMAZING photoset on Flickr that

black_hound linked.

Current Location: stealing from katharine kerr. again.

la_reine_bleu writes me some filthy fic where Hornblower puts his tongue in a certain place of a certain Mr. Bush. When I graciously thank her for writing it to spec, she turns around and demands that I write her some porn in return. In particular, she wanted:

( Hornblower, tied down, getting it hard from Bush. Teeth preferred. )

( PG. Post-Lord Hornblower and Weird/Pretentious as Fuck. Extensive reference to Ship of the Line/FC/Lord Hornblower. )

Current Music: Layer Cake OST - Lisa Gerrard & Michael Gambon - Aria

Inspired by a line in O'Brian's Post Captain. And, you know. My own flailing inability to get inspired. I figure that to get over it, I need to goddamn make myself write something, anything, no matter how short and too-compact it is and how much it ought to be a real story of its own. IF IT WAS EASY, THEY WOULDN'T CALL IT HARD.

( Forgive me for how crap-O'Brian this sounds. Live Kennedy Universe, too! Set between Atropos and the start of BtQ. )

You ought to watch the video at the end of end of this instead. Courtesy

phantomsangel, my personal

ohnotheydidnt editor.

*cracks knuckles, attempts to get back into the groove of writing* Begun March 07, 2006. And the post mark indicates something like 1:16 AM. o_O

( HH/WB, PG, HMS Pineapple, the soppy Loire Loveboat Edition. )

Current Location: that life is contagious; it gets down into your blood.
Current Music: no i won't. be afraid. just as long as --

There has been an absurd lack of porn in Hornblower fandom recently.

( HH/WB, NC-17. PWP like you would not believe. Pretend that the period definition of sodomy includes fingerfucking. *WAVES FINGERS* )

Provisos to anybody reading this: this is eight thousand seven hundred and seventy two words of out-in-left field sequel to a twenty thousand word crackfic that . . . hasn't been written and was supposed to be a retelling of Lieutenant Hornblower. But um. Set in the context of an American university's football program. Shut up. I recognize that it's OOC. I recognize that I just have a kink for rampant gay sex.

All the good ideas, such as they are in this, are from

iansmomesq.

( you choke; you learn. )

The idea was first suggested to me by

rabican, who leadeth me to crack water. And

two_if_by_sea maketh me drink the crack water.

( CRACK AHOY. YOU ARE WARNED. AVERT YOUR EYES. NO I AM NOT TELLING YOU WHAT KIND OF CRACK THIS IS, BUT IT IS KIND OF LIKE THAT FIC WITH THE, UM, JEDI )

Current Mood: quidditch-licious.

I blame the Talented Mr. Ripley for making me associate the sea w/gay sex. Well. That and the sheer, superamazing gay of Hornblower.

( Live Bush Universe. Sorta. PG. )

Current Music: must be my future. and when it goes --

How much do I want to see Paul McGann on an episode of Nip/Tuck? A whole fucking lot. How much would I give for the time, creativity, and energy to write a full-scale treatment of a PMG/N-T crossover? I'M SURE I WILL FIND OUT.

( Random, convoluted Bush/Hornblower thing spawned by talking to black_hound. BLAME O'BRIAN. )

( PWP. Totally period implausible, OOC, and self-indulgent. STFU. HH/WB NC-17. )

Basic idea from

black_hound, and all the good ~~things~~ details from a roleplaying scene with

la_reine_bleu. I've been reading O'Brian recently; can you tell by how convoluted the paragraphs are getting?

Current Music: like a dog whistling at the new moon.

*copies

romanticalgirl*

( HH/AK/WB smut for phantomsangel, who asked for some. NC-17 like whoa. Contains sexual practices that might not be your cuppa, one really shameless reference to a certain Paul McGann movie, and steadfast refusal to use the word arse. )

Current Location: pornland.

( HH/AK/WB. NC-17, patchy, PWP to 12th degree, probably OOC, and likely wildly period inappropriate. Blame some of the pictures that I've been SEEING recently OMG. )

Current Mood: hush little baby don't you cry
Current Music: haley i know you miss your mom

A few notes:

1. This is really goddamn long.

2. It's still not quite long enough. I'm not satisfied with this at all, and I think that to really get things laid out properly, have a nice narrative arch that, you know, keeps things from being retarded, I'd have to write a 100,000 word novel. I lack either the time or the talent for that. Plus, there be some growin' up I need to do if I want to really write this story the way that it should be written.

3. I don't think that male/male sex necessarily requires one guy to act like a chick. I have no guarantees that Horatio Hornblower being, in many respects, your average American dude unversed in gender and sex theory, does not.

4. While I did a decent amount of research for this -- a lot of time on Google, four books, reading every @(#)*@ article on Wiki -- it's not going to ring true for people who actually, um, know about stuff. You'll just have to suspend your disbelief, OK? Or better yet, just not read this.

( Book Horatio Hornblower and Company as 20th century US Marines. Crack levels: LEEEETHAL. NC-17, HH/WB, HH/Barbara. )

Thanks to

iansmomesq for the original idea and for generous enough to let me play with it. Thanks, too, to

black_hound and

babel for hand holding. I SWEAR MY NEXT FIC WILL NOT SUCK LIKE THIS.

Some of you have seen parts of this already, I think. I was posting bits and chunks of it a while back.

( Bush/Hammond. NC-17 and movieverse. )

Current Music: Grant Lee Phillips - Like A Lover

Hornblower: Reading about Horatio Hornblower teaches me about myself; reading about William Bush teaches me about how to handle the world. And reading CS Forester teaches me how to write.

Star Wars: The relationship between Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi is precious to me. George Lucas is the deaf, dumb, and blind squirrel that stumbled on the shining gold acorn of the Jedi of the Old Republic.

( WB/HH. R, probably. PWP, to boot. The Worst Time. )

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