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Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 12 Humor
Title: There And Back Again
Author: Mercutio, at Mercutio's Stories and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Rating: -
Length: medium
Brief summary: Chris and Justin awakes one day to discover that they're Merry and Pippin in the film version of The Lord of the Rings. As the story continues, one after another the rest of Nsync and also the Backstreet Boys turns up. This story is hillariously funny without loosing the dark undertone of the original story.
Excerpt: "There's a man in the corner who keeps staring at us," Frodo whispered urgently.
Chris elbowed Justin. In a whisper, he said, "Dude. It's Aragorn. Look."
"Oh, Aragorn. He's, like, somebody from the movie, right?"
"Idiot. How drunk were you when you watched it?"
"Shut up," Justin said as they both craned their necks for a look at the man who would be king.
"Oh, hell," Chris said, looking at the man with long, dark, stringy hair wearing a cloak and sitting in shadow. "That's not Aragorn. It's Kevin Fucking Richardson. So much for this being an NSYNC-only club."
Link to the story: There And Back Again part 1 and part 2 or here
Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 47 Reccer's Choice
Title: A Habitation of Dragons
Author: No pSeud Attached, at nO PsEUD aTTACHED - a pOPSLASH fICTION aRCHIVE andnopseud
Rating: -
Length: short/medium
Brief summary: Justin has turned into a dragon, but of course the guys are still his best friends and of course Nsync will continue to perform. A story that manages to be both wierd and strange, funny and sweet, and a bit scary too, all at the same time.
Excerpt: He snorts down at the magazine, just enough to make the shiny paper crackle in the heat, and JC drops it with a yelp and blows on his fingers. Justin's odd, grating dragon-laugh echoes from the flat walls.
"Ow!" JC flips him off, then grins and lies back down on the recliner. "I had a manicure this morning, you fucker."
JC's wearing flip-flops, even though it's cool in the large open space. Some things have vanished in the change, like Justin's love for breakfast cereal, which now just sticks annoyingly between his teeth and tastes sugar-sweet not blood-sweet. And some needs have gotten stronger.
Once Stuff comes into his lair, it can't leave. By now people know not to show up wearing sneakers. And those who do hand them over voluntarily before they go. At least, not many people argue after they've been pinned to the floor by razor-edged claws, and had eight-inch fire-polished teeth clamp gently around their feet, working the laces free.
He sighs and shifts his weight, sending a black-and-white left Reebok (size eight) rolling down onto the concrete floor by JC's recliner. JC leans over to pick it up, and tosses it back higher up the heap. Justin suppresses a growl. JC's his best friend, one of his brothers. The four of them, Trace, his mom and Johnny, they're the only ones he'll tolerate even touching his Stuff.
Link to the story: A Habitation of Dragons or here
Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 12 Humor
Title: There And Back Again
Author: Mercutio, at Mercutio's Stories and
bard_mercutioRating: -
Length: medium
Brief summary: Chris and Justin awakes one day to discover that they're Merry and Pippin in the film version of The Lord of the Rings. As the story continues, one after another the rest of Nsync and also the Backstreet Boys turns up. This story is hillariously funny without loosing the dark undertone of the original story.
Excerpt: "There's a man in the corner who keeps staring at us," Frodo whispered urgently.
Chris elbowed Justin. In a whisper, he said, "Dude. It's Aragorn. Look."
"Oh, Aragorn. He's, like, somebody from the movie, right?"
"Idiot. How drunk were you when you watched it?"
"Shut up," Justin said as they both craned their necks for a look at the man who would be king.
"Oh, hell," Chris said, looking at the man with long, dark, stringy hair wearing a cloak and sitting in shadow. "That's not Aragorn. It's Kevin Fucking Richardson. So much for this being an NSYNC-only club."
Link to the story: There And Back Again part 1 and part 2 or here
Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 47 Reccer's Choice
Title: A Habitation of Dragons
Author: No pSeud Attached, at nO PsEUD aTTACHED - a pOPSLASH fICTION aRCHIVE and
nopseudRating: -
Length: short/medium
Brief summary: Justin has turned into a dragon, but of course the guys are still his best friends and of course Nsync will continue to perform. A story that manages to be both wierd and strange, funny and sweet, and a bit scary too, all at the same time.
Excerpt: He snorts down at the magazine, just enough to make the shiny paper crackle in the heat, and JC drops it with a yelp and blows on his fingers. Justin's odd, grating dragon-laugh echoes from the flat walls.
"Ow!" JC flips him off, then grins and lies back down on the recliner. "I had a manicure this morning, you fucker."
JC's wearing flip-flops, even though it's cool in the large open space. Some things have vanished in the change, like Justin's love for breakfast cereal, which now just sticks annoyingly between his teeth and tastes sugar-sweet not blood-sweet. And some needs have gotten stronger.
Once Stuff comes into his lair, it can't leave. By now people know not to show up wearing sneakers. And those who do hand them over voluntarily before they go. At least, not many people argue after they've been pinned to the floor by razor-edged claws, and had eight-inch fire-polished teeth clamp gently around their feet, working the laces free.
He sighs and shifts his weight, sending a black-and-white left Reebok (size eight) rolling down onto the concrete floor by JC's recliner. JC leans over to pick it up, and tosses it back higher up the heap. Justin suppresses a growl. JC's his best friend, one of his brothers. The four of them, Trace, his mom and Johnny, they're the only ones he'll tolerate even touching his Stuff.
Link to the story: A Habitation of Dragons or here
