"Ribbit" & "Circles"
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Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 30 Seduction
Title: Ribbit
Author: Pen, at Pen's Nest and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Rating: -
Length: short
Brief summary: Seduction, Leptodactylidae style. Complete crack!
Excerpt: Conversation, Chrisfrog thought, was limited when you were Leptodactylidae. It lacked nuance.
"Ribbit!"
Justinfrog leaped high as he ribbitted. Across the pond, legions of girl frogs quivered with awe. They always did, Chrisfrog thought morosely. Even though JCfrog leaped even higher, and had prettier markings.
"Ribbit!"
Of course, plenty of females quivered for JCfrog, too.
Link to the story: Ribbit or here
Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 39 Break-up
Title: Circles
Author: Terri, at Terri's popslash stories andturps33
Rating: -
Length: short
Brief summary: This is a fantastic story about the break-up of Nsync. It starts off sad and heartbreaking but contrary to all expectations it ends in renewed friendship and hope.
Excerpt: Hard wooden chairs and Chris has his tipped back, balancing on two legs. He's drumming his fingers against his thigh and his mouth is tight, eyes lined, and JC knows if he gets too close he'll be pushed away.
He looks at Joey instead. The way he's looking down at the table, his uneaten sandwich, criss-crossing tracks through spilled salt and JC knows he's thinking what to say, how he can make this better. JC knows he should try to ease that burden, but he stays silent, selfishly needing that faint reassurance that this is the right thing to do.
"I've been thinking, and..." Joey hesitates, and they've seen everything over the years, become hardened to the betrayal and hardship of the life they live. This is different, this is real. Lance reaches across the table, rests his hand on Joey's as Chris lets his chair slam forward. He stands and stalks across the room. His shoulders tense as he leans over the water cooler. Each movement jagged, he pulls a cup from the holder and pushes it against the lever. The water bubbles with a huge belch of sound, and JC remembers when that would have provoked laughter and jokes. But not now. JC looks away, unable to deal with Chris' issues on top of his own.
Link to the story: Circles
Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 30 Seduction
Title: Ribbit
Author: Pen, at Pen's Nest and
pensnestRating: -
Length: short
Brief summary: Seduction, Leptodactylidae style. Complete crack!
Excerpt: Conversation, Chrisfrog thought, was limited when you were Leptodactylidae. It lacked nuance.
"Ribbit!"
Justinfrog leaped high as he ribbitted. Across the pond, legions of girl frogs quivered with awe. They always did, Chrisfrog thought morosely. Even though JCfrog leaped even higher, and had prettier markings.
"Ribbit!"
Of course, plenty of females quivered for JCfrog, too.
Link to the story: Ribbit or here
Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 39 Break-up
Title: Circles
Author: Terri, at Terri's popslash stories and
turps33Rating: -
Length: short
Brief summary: This is a fantastic story about the break-up of Nsync. It starts off sad and heartbreaking but contrary to all expectations it ends in renewed friendship and hope.
Excerpt: Hard wooden chairs and Chris has his tipped back, balancing on two legs. He's drumming his fingers against his thigh and his mouth is tight, eyes lined, and JC knows if he gets too close he'll be pushed away.
He looks at Joey instead. The way he's looking down at the table, his uneaten sandwich, criss-crossing tracks through spilled salt and JC knows he's thinking what to say, how he can make this better. JC knows he should try to ease that burden, but he stays silent, selfishly needing that faint reassurance that this is the right thing to do.
"I've been thinking, and..." Joey hesitates, and they've seen everything over the years, become hardened to the betrayal and hardship of the life they live. This is different, this is real. Lance reaches across the table, rests his hand on Joey's as Chris lets his chair slam forward. He stands and stalks across the room. His shoulders tense as he leans over the water cooler. Each movement jagged, he pulls a cup from the holder and pushes it against the lever. The water bubbles with a huge belch of sound, and JC remembers when that would have provoked laughter and jokes. But not now. JC looks away, unable to deal with Chris' issues on top of his own.
Link to the story: Circles
