Comments | shinyandnew: A New Departure.

ianmcduff in shinyandnew

A New Departure.

Feb 01, 2004 03:05

GSF. Squared. (Yes, all ten. Amateurs study tactics, professionals study logistics.)

Not the ‘Songbook’ universe per se.

Porn (at the end) WITH Plot (I am incapable, apparently, of operating without plot.)

‘It’s Raining Men / (All Things Just Keep Getting Better).’

Thanks to Megan for early, backstory proofing.

nsync:gsf, bsb:gsf, author:ianmcduff

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crownzeal February 1 2004, 00:17:28 UTC

ian i shall read this whn i am sober. thank yo.

Take Two Howies... ianmcduff February 1 2004, 14:46:56 UTC

... And read me in the morning.

Re: Take Two Howies... crownzeal February 1 2004, 15:06:59 UTC

Wow, this was hot. I really like your writing style. Poor AJ and not knowing how to feel sexy while sober. I could totally see him going through that right now.

Great fic. I'll have to check out your other stories now. :)

Oh, Thank You. ianmcduff February 2 2004, 18:16:43 UTC

And yes, it seems so damn plausible that that would be one of the many challenges now facing AJ, God love the boy.

Thank you again for your too-kind words.

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Thank You. ianmcduff February 1 2004, 14:48:15 UTC

You're too kind.

silentblast February 2 2004, 01:21:31 UTC

His gaze sharpened, and he saw them with new eyes as the fire’s play glinted on them, casting off sparks of glory. Seal-sleek Howie of the perfect body and the more perfect heart, all-loving, sun-bronzen, and satiny as San Juan nights: Howie, with his gentleness and care and saintly patience. Lean, striated, perfectly defined, the one ethereal yet fundamentally male, the other with the little boy peeping out from behind the cockiness, JC and Justin mirroring each other, with Lance between them, cobby and compact, carven of marble with wise, jade eyes, formidable yet beneath it all endlessly loving and loyal. AJ, the survivor, forged in fire, with the eyes of a stricken doe set in his mask of masculine cool, his body in both senses a work of art, his lankiness and gawkiness long since transmuted into something pantherine. Chris, fierce, valiant Chris, himself still charmingly insecure here, even as Brian was, yet with a core of steel; Chris, unconsciously sexual despite his own self-denigration, comfortably cuddly yet wild at heart, ( ... )

Thank YOU. ianmcduff February 2 2004, 18:18:44 UTC

They are pretty. But, as you and I and all of us know, it's more than that that makes us love 'em.

I'm just privileged to write about them.

And, again, thank you: you're very kind.