#queue tastic

[allabout-ana]

Okay so I'm not a native English speaker but I like to believe I'm pretty decent...

And only today after using this hell site [affectionate] for about 6 years I realise you're supposed to pronounce queue like "kew" and not like "keek-"

Bonus of my confusion for your delight:

Wtf English?!

[potrix-the-queerschlaeger]

Hi just so you know, just guy things is amazing and fr I would read follow up fics about guy and leo

[You can read the original version of ‘Just Guy Things’ on tumblr, or the polished version over on AO3.]

Thank you so much, anon! ❤

And you’re not the only one, apparently. I’m honestly surprised by how much people liked my take on a character that’s in, like, five panels and says about zero words, hahaha. And his OC husband.

But I’m super happy about it, of course, so. Since I can’t promise that I’ll actually write more about them (any time soon), here are some of my personal Guy headcanons/ideas about his background.

Guy’s parents are Swiss. His dad used to be a hockey coach. He started out coaching in Switzerland, and the whole family eventually moved all over Europe/Russia, the US, and Canada for his job before finally settling down in the States.

They’re a big family; Guy’s the middle one of five brothers. All of them play, too, spread out across the NHL, AHL, KHL, and the Swiss NL. And all of them are bigger than Guy. No one ever believes him until they see them all together.

During his coaching career, Guy’s dad has seen a lot of bad stuff go down, and he was initially not a fan of his sons all deciding to pursue hockey careers. He’s always supported them nonetheless, but he’s made sure to imprint on them that the leagues do not always have the players’ best interests in mind, and that they need to take care of themselves and their (especially mental) health, no matter what.

Guy’s always kind of known that he’s gay. He never had any doubts, or a sudden “gay epiphany”, or anything like that. He told his family when he was 13, and they all reacted positively. (His parents and older brothers weren’t really surprised, because 13-year-olds are not subtle or sneaky. At all.)

Guy was drafted 209th when he was 19. He spent his first couple of seasons bouncing between the AHL and the NHL for a bunch of teams, before getting nearly a full season in the NHL after someone else got injured. That was finally enough time for people to notice him, and after that season, he stayed up in the NHL.

He was traded to the Falcs during the expansion draft, five years before Jack joined the team, when he was 31. (Do we know how long the Falcs have actually been around in the @omgcheckplease universe?)

Somehow, even though he’s stopped being actively careful after getting his latest, 6-year contract with the Falcs, not many people have figured out that Guy’s gay. Granted, he’s not a very open, sharing kind of person, and he still sometimes pretends to not speak proper English to get out of doing interviews, but there are pictures of him and his husband out there that are, if you ask him, pretty telling. Heteronormative thinking is a weird, weird thing.

Guy met Leo shortly after the expansion draft, before the season, when the new team and various family members who’d all moved to town got together for a Get To Know Each Other BBQ.

Leo’s pretty much Guy’s opposite; outgoing, chatty, smiley, a real people person. Which is why it surprises everyone, when they tell the story of how they got together, that Guy was the one to approach Leo, at that very BBQ. Granted, his mumbled, “Get you ‘nother beer?” hadn’t been smooth or anything, but Leo’d been charmed, anyway. For some reason. (Guy’d also been shirtless, only wearing a borrowed pair of Thirdy’s swim trunks, so that might’ve helped a little, too.)

Guy proposed on their one-year anniversary, and they were married before the start of the next season.

[potrix-the-queerschlaeger]

On the screen on stage: WE ARE ALL QUEENS!

Camera: pans over to 4 guys wearing tiaras

[dark-eyed-dean-blog]

omfg done bye

[michaelangelsyo]

the fun preparation for a festival.

queueing till your hearts content