A little drabble to go along with Carro Armato, or I suppose if you haven’t read that then it’s just a WW2 AU.
Eventually this’ll lead into Jogan, but I’m hesitant to call it that yet. I’m having fun introducing the rest of the characters into this world, so you should see a few more of these popping up soon. I’ve got one about Wes and David, and a little Klaine in the works. Lemme know if there’s someone you’d like to see!
Also, I’m well aware that Bye Bye Birdie/Elvis was Vietnam, but it’s my homage and I’ll do it how I please. <3
At the very least, Charlie is at war with his mind. At the very most, he’s at war with Germany.
Charlie has memories that don’t belong to a senior prep student in Ohio, but to a tank driver in World War 2. As the memories begin to interfere with his life, Charlie has to decide where he should be and where he wants to be.
Thanks to my wonderful beta, Leigh.
So I hate to pull a Mama CP here, but if I hypothetically have a four part Chustin (sort of) WW2 AU all written, would - again hypothetical - interested readers prefer I post the parts all at once or stagger them out daily or whatnot?
This is so accurate to what I was thinking as I read…
MY FELLOW TANKER. THE CHUSTIN THO.
ALL THE CHUSTIN FEELS. I CAN’T EVEN. WHAT DO GEORGE?
We all know CP is a Merthur shipper.
We all know Justin Bancroft dreamt he was Arthur.
Therefore Chustin is canon.
Every Justin Bancroft/Arthur comparison makes me so happy I die a little bit. Because it’s proof that sometimes my crazy turns out to be totally accurate.
A Chustin AU where the boys are tankers in WW2 (though frankly any war would do, I just like the aesthetics of WW2).
I promise my endless love to the writer of such a story. :)
I just spit my drink.
Derek and Julian.
Yeah, so I have no excuse for the delay of this part, except to say that Real Life kicked my ass for the past few months.
Better late than never though, right?
Now, while I gear up for NaNoWriMo, please enjoy the conclusion!