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miss maggie ([personal profile] bossymarmalade) wrote2002-03-14 04:09 pm
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...'cause, well, I'm getting Nick issues, and making Justin icons is the only way I can think of to deal with them.

*whimper*
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[identity profile] apetslife.livejournal.com 2002-03-14 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
HOORAY!

Pretty pretty Nicky! I'm all in favor of Nick issues, yes I am.

:-)
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[identity profile] bossymarmalade.livejournal.com 2002-03-14 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
But he must be with Justin! Otherwise I have no interest. ^_~

*acks!*

[identity profile] pop-tarts.livejournal.com 2002-03-14 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Nick! No! Must stick with the infant, darling.

See.

Nick would never do this:



Justin massaged his head. "I can't believe I screwed up "tearing up my heart." We've been doing this for six years."

Lance was ignoring him, so Chris said cheerfully, "S'okay. I fucked up the choreography three times in one song. They still loved us."

Justin murmured, "They did, didn't they."

Lance stripped off his shirt, sweaty and damp, hair sticking up. He took his water bottle and dumped it right on his head, let it roll down his chest. Justin watched as he wandered over to their stack of towels, grabbing one, going over to the bathroom.

He was barefoot already, and as Lance called out, "showering now," Justin barely saw a curve of ass, a mere glance past strong legs, muscles all defined, before Lance kicked the bathroom door shut. He'd taken off his pants with the door still open. Obviously. From that perfect waist.

Lance hadn't said anything, just rubbed his throat as if it was tired, and then shut the door. Justin forgot all about "tearing up my heart". But he rememebered, though, too, because of the way Lance's tailbone curved inwards, right before rounding out from his hips again. He used to like to lick that little dip with the very tip of his tongue, and it would make Lance say things. Now he just said, "showering now" and shut the door.

Chris looked at Justin oddly. "Are you okay?"

Justin shrugged, looking at Lance's shirt, flung in a corner. "I messed it up."

Chris patted him. "You'll get it right tomorrow."

Justin cringed. Lance would be taking off his pants and shutting the door tomorrow, too, and he'd keep fucking up "tearing up my heart" in the same exact place, where Lance bent over and Justin could see his tailbone between the hem of his shirt and the waistband of his pants.
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[identity profile] bossymarmalade.livejournal.com 2002-03-14 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
*sighs in contentment and steps away from the Veal*

Ahhhh. Thanks, sweetie. I really needed that bit of sanity--especially since the evil evil squick has been feeding me JuNi fics all day long.

Because, really--how could anybody resist that sweet little dip in Lance's spine, least of all the Lamb who is so in love with him? I must have been mad.

::SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK::

[identity profile] glassapple.livejournal.com 2002-03-14 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
NO! Stay Strong, Mags! Stay Strong! STAY AWAY FROM THE VEAL! VEAL IS BAD FOR YOU! VEAL IS INHUMANE! (Or some such shit..)

Repeat after me: Nick is bad, Nick is evil, Nick is bad, Nick is evil, Nick is bad, Nick is evil...

Curse you, Squick and Lise! Curse you...

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[identity profile] glassapple.livejournal.com 2002-03-14 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Er, rather, Curse Squick, Snug Lise. I got a bit carried away. The infant is much better than veal.
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