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okay, first off I would be remiss if I did not link to this conversation between ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hackthis and sparky77 discussing the potential offspring of a union between Lady Gaga and Johnny Weir.
secondly, how wrong is it that I've been vaguely contemplating a fic where Johnny Weir hangs out with Rafa Nadal at Pride House during the 2016 Olympics? I was trying to figure out why on earth they would ever meet each other, since skating is Winter Olympics and tennis is Summer Olympics, and then, like a lightning bolt out of a clear sky, it came to me: Marat Safin.
idk if I'll ever write this, but it could be kind of interesting. Marat Safin has never been a gay rights advocate, but something happened at the Sochi Winter Olympics - Johnny wasn't there, and none of the Russian skaters could tell him what is was, exactly, because it was hushed up very quickly by the Russian Federation - and after that Marat started using his position on the Olympics Committee to advocate for Pride House. (Rafa doesn't know what went down, either, but smart money says it has something to do with the fact that Dinara now lives full-time in Monaco with some Russian pole-vaulter and hasn't been selected for Fed Cup since before 2014.) so when 2016 rolls around, Pride House is fully established in the Olympic Village and Marat goes looking for out athletes he can charm, guilt or blackmail into doing PR. preferably young, good-looking ones. Rafa is retired now and kind of conflicted about being at the Olympics but not playing, but he's out and good-looking and (like everyone else who played tennis with him) incapable of saying no to Marat. Johnny doesn't really even know why he's there (hello, SUMMER OLYMPICS) except Marat asked the Russian skaters who they thought would be suitable and they all said Johnny Weir, duh, and of course it's not like he was going to say no to Marat Safin and also he gets to spend two weeks living on a beach in Rio, he's not complaining.
for some reason I just find the idea of Johnny Weir trying to communicate with Rafa Nadal hilarious. and then Maria Sharapova shows up to represent for the ladies. (Anna Kournikova sends her regrets, and also boxes full of extra-strength condoms.)
hackthis and sparky77 discussing the potential offspring of a union between Lady Gaga and Johnny Weir. secondly, how wrong is it that I've been vaguely contemplating a fic where Johnny Weir hangs out with Rafa Nadal at Pride House during the 2016 Olympics? I was trying to figure out why on earth they would ever meet each other, since skating is Winter Olympics and tennis is Summer Olympics, and then, like a lightning bolt out of a clear sky, it came to me: Marat Safin.
idk if I'll ever write this, but it could be kind of interesting. Marat Safin has never been a gay rights advocate, but something happened at the Sochi Winter Olympics - Johnny wasn't there, and none of the Russian skaters could tell him what is was, exactly, because it was hushed up very quickly by the Russian Federation - and after that Marat started using his position on the Olympics Committee to advocate for Pride House. (Rafa doesn't know what went down, either, but smart money says it has something to do with the fact that Dinara now lives full-time in Monaco with some Russian pole-vaulter and hasn't been selected for Fed Cup since before 2014.) so when 2016 rolls around, Pride House is fully established in the Olympic Village and Marat goes looking for out athletes he can charm, guilt or blackmail into doing PR. preferably young, good-looking ones. Rafa is retired now and kind of conflicted about being at the Olympics but not playing, but he's out and good-looking and (like everyone else who played tennis with him) incapable of saying no to Marat. Johnny doesn't really even know why he's there (hello, SUMMER OLYMPICS) except Marat asked the Russian skaters who they thought would be suitable and they all said Johnny Weir, duh, and of course it's not like he was going to say no to Marat Safin and also he gets to spend two weeks living on a beach in Rio, he's not complaining.
for some reason I just find the idea of Johnny Weir trying to communicate with Rafa Nadal hilarious. and then Maria Sharapova shows up to represent for the ladies. (Anna Kournikova sends her regrets, and also boxes full of extra-strength condoms.)
