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My prompt table/list.

Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 06 Anger
Title: Alpha
Author: Lois Lane, at Lois Lane Archive
Rating: sex
Length: short/medium
Brief summary: The break with Lou and how Chris' anger infects the group. A strange and fascinating story.

Excerpt: Chris went into the hallway and sat on the floor, and tried to remember how it was all just fun, once. JC came out, too, because he was scared, and brought him cigarettes. They smoked together, JC was bad at it, like a junior high girl, but Chris could blow rings with his mouth shaped like a little o, while JC watched.

He just couldn't deal. He started yelling at people, for no reason. Chris made the makeup girl cry one afternoon, barking at her when she asked him to hand her a Q-Tip. He snarled at Lance for typing too loud and too late on the bus. He didn't move with purpose anymore, he loped, took his own sweet time.

One night, JC thought he might try to see if he could talk to him.

"Hey Chris?"

"What."

"You okay?"

Chris looked at him, at JC's soft blues, over the top of the newspaper, the financial section. Chris' eyes were dark and carnivorous, squinting as if he were in the bright sunlight instead of on the bus at 2am.

"No."


Link to the story: Alpha or here


Claim: Nsync: general
Prompt: 14 Loss
Title: Graduation
Author: Arsenic Jade, at every rose has a thorn and [livejournal.com profile] arsenicjade
Rating: PG-13
Length: long
Brief summary: It's the beginning of the hiatus and Lance decides to go to college. This is a quiet and understated story about dealing with loss and trying to find your own way, and the portrayal of the growing closeness between Lance and JC is sweet without being cloying.

Excerpt: Lance was unloading groceries from his weekly store run when somebody knocked on the door. The study group that he had promised to host wasn't until that evening and he didn't have any friends close enough to randomly drop by so he called, "Who is it?"

"Surprise!" was the only response from the other side of the door.

Lance knew all of the guys' voices in the same way he knew his own. He threw back the door. "You came back."

"Only place I could think of to go. Gonna let me in?"

Lance bodily dragged JC in, not letting go until it was clear that his visitor was going to go down with the bags still hanging from his shoulders. "Hey."

JC said, "You can't charm your way into a social circle and I can't write songs. Did you get any notification of when the world stopped turning?"

For JC's sake, Lance kindly refrained from saying, "Yes, it sounded something like, 'I'm just ready to try different stuff, stuff that I don't feel the group can really carry.'"


Link to the story: Graduation (there is also a sequel, Long Distance)
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