A bit weird out of context

I wrote a thing!

Fandom: Hockey RPF; Chicago Blackhawks
Author: druidspell
Warnings: No AO3 warnings apply.
Summary: A series of text messages and emails between Patrick Sharp, his teammates, his wife, and his best friend. Sharpy's life is so hard, you don't even know.

At the beginning of September, svmadelyn complained about the Hockey RPF fandom being pretty much dead, and she wanted some new fic to read. So she organized the Stickhandled hockey zine, and my story is one of 15 that were finished and submitted by the deadline! I'm rather pleased with how this turned out, especially considering that this is not only my first fanfic in about two or three years, but also my first attempt to write for this fandom :D

I have deleted this fic from the internet; it no longer exists. Fuck the Blackhawks, fuck P*trick K*ne, fuck rape culture, and fuck how betrayed I felt when the news broke.

So, since I've been in therapy, I've realized that I don't need my DW account for my "Stories I Never Tell" anymore--I am telling them, to a licensed therapist, who's helping me work through those issues.
Since I wasn't using this journal for that purpose anymore, I needed to decide what I *was* going to use it for. And tonight, I've decided: FANFICTION.
That's right, ladies and gentlemen and other people who defy the gender binary! FANFIC BY DRUIDSPELL, once again being posted on the internet!

Starting with Glee fic, probably, but I also have ( a kink_bingo card! )
The odds are really, really good that I'm going to be writing a lot of Puck/Rachel and Santana/Brittany fic in the next few weeks/months, until I finish at least one bingo on this thing. :D