he's the greatest dancer
I've just been catching up with Joey on Dancing with the Stars and WOW! The man can twinkle his toes fit to light New York City! He totally deserves to win.
And I'm slowly slowly making my way through remix. Current picks:
faggots are funny: the adventures of a reluctant freestyle poptart, saving the world from cylons and single-handedly stopping genocide mix, which I'm guessing is by phaballa because of the crack. Total bonus points for BSG references.
Technically, JC thinks, haikus are supposed to be about nature or whatever, but Lance's ass is pretty natural. Naturally fine, and stuff. And yet, JC isn't really feeling the whole groping, making out thing, which is sad, because he's sort of been waiting for years to molest Lance's ass, but all he can think about is Eminem and their amazing conversations and how badass Eminem is and what a tragic life he's led. Like Chris, only pretty.
let us hold your banner high by stubbleglitter: the whole new world mix which I'm guessing is by silveryscrape because it's desperate, beautifully nasty, and quickly slices through to the heart.
"This is how it is," Justin hisses in his ear, and Chris bites his lip and comes. Behind him JC moans, a low, carrying note. On screen, mechanical bulls shoot red rays from their eyes, and girls in the audience tremble and pant and peer through their fingers, just like always.
He aches after that, every time he remembers.
bitter burn beautiful by smartlikejustin: the smooth like gravel mix by somebody I really like because this is lovely and painful and perfectly Trickyfish.
At first he thought Chris was just going through one of his bitchy phases, because it wasn't like that hadn't happened at least half a dozen times every time they worked on a new CD or went on tour or spent countless days together at the compound. This had gone on too long, though, and besides, when Chris was in bitch mode, he took it out on everyone, even Justin. This time, the only person he seemed to be gunning for was Lance. Whatever this was, it was personal.
jc chasez and the magical amulet of doom by phaballa: the if you try sometime, you just might find you get what you need mix which is the hottest thing in remix I reckon. Even if there is no Chris. Which means it MUST be hot for me to go GUH.
Justin thought he should tell JC that they'd never done anything like this before, because he didn't want JC to think they would just go out and hit a club and then come back and fuck like it was nothing, no big deal--because JC needed to know this was a very big deal--but all he could manage were noises, hoarse and desperate and wordless.
more recs later....
And I'm slowly slowly making my way through remix. Current picks:
faggots are funny: the adventures of a reluctant freestyle poptart, saving the world from cylons and single-handedly stopping genocide mix, which I'm guessing is by phaballa because of the crack. Total bonus points for BSG references.
Technically, JC thinks, haikus are supposed to be about nature or whatever, but Lance's ass is pretty natural. Naturally fine, and stuff. And yet, JC isn't really feeling the whole groping, making out thing, which is sad, because he's sort of been waiting for years to molest Lance's ass, but all he can think about is Eminem and their amazing conversations and how badass Eminem is and what a tragic life he's led. Like Chris, only pretty.
let us hold your banner high by stubbleglitter: the whole new world mix which I'm guessing is by silveryscrape because it's desperate, beautifully nasty, and quickly slices through to the heart.
"This is how it is," Justin hisses in his ear, and Chris bites his lip and comes. Behind him JC moans, a low, carrying note. On screen, mechanical bulls shoot red rays from their eyes, and girls in the audience tremble and pant and peer through their fingers, just like always.
He aches after that, every time he remembers.
bitter burn beautiful by smartlikejustin: the smooth like gravel mix by somebody I really like because this is lovely and painful and perfectly Trickyfish.
At first he thought Chris was just going through one of his bitchy phases, because it wasn't like that hadn't happened at least half a dozen times every time they worked on a new CD or went on tour or spent countless days together at the compound. This had gone on too long, though, and besides, when Chris was in bitch mode, he took it out on everyone, even Justin. This time, the only person he seemed to be gunning for was Lance. Whatever this was, it was personal.
jc chasez and the magical amulet of doom by phaballa: the if you try sometime, you just might find you get what you need mix which is the hottest thing in remix I reckon. Even if there is no Chris. Which means it MUST be hot for me to go GUH.
Justin thought he should tell JC that they'd never done anything like this before, because he didn't want JC to think they would just go out and hit a club and then come back and fuck like it was nothing, no big deal--because JC needed to know this was a very big deal--but all he could manage were noises, hoarse and desperate and wordless.
more recs later....