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Christmas isn't Christmas without popslash, and if you disagree, 1. you're wrong and 2. you deserve to be publicly whipped in the town square.

I'm sorry if that sounds harsh, y'all, but it's my thesis statement and I'm sticking to it.

So. I was working on a long-ish AU, aiming for a Christmas Day posting date, when everything just went to hell. The outline kept growing and growing, and then I got sick right after Thanksgiving and lost myself a week's worth of writing time and -- gah. It was never gonna happen.

(Also, I gave myself a couple of legit panic attacks, 'cos this was my first time writing a disabled character and I convinced myself so thoroughly that I was screwing it up and everyone was gonna hate me for it that, well. I needed a break from the whole thing. I really did.)

Anyway.

pensnest chose that exact moment to open up prompts at Crack Sparkle Pop and I jumped on the distraction and produced all of these

weird

little

Trickyficlets.

Because I go overboard. That's what I do. And if I hadn't posted anything this year, it would've been my first popslash-less holiday season in a very long time! I wasn't okay with that!

They're all Chris/Lance and they're all cozy, married people fluff, because Pen likes domestic!Trickyfish and I like Pen. Meanwhile, I've reclassified the current WIP. It'll be a Mid-Winter 2020 fic. Jebus willing.

So that's that. Mark my words, 2019 will go down as the Year of the Trickyficlet!

Crossposts: https://brandywine28.livejournal.com/47812.html

Merry Christmas, friends and well wishers! I wrote a thing!

I definitely could've used an extra day or two to tighten it up a little, and I know it's not gonna be everyone's cup of tea, but I can honestly say, with utmost confidence:

It exists!

When my beloved MtYG challenge announced it was ending this year, I knew right away I'd be writing something anyway. (Make no mistake, though. My mourning period's not over yet. It may never be over.) But I was feeling defiant and sorry for myself, and fully expected the whole process to be a grim, iron-jawed, almost masturbatorial affair. Just me, alone in a room, typing furiously with a dying sprig of mistletoe hanging over my head. Like the Unabomber, if the Unabomber'd had a taste for boyband smut.

Then

musicboxgirl suggested we do a swap, and suddenly everything felt festive again! Christmas restored!

I'm too dramatic for my own good. I know it. But I also know this: It's Christmas Day and I just posted a popslash fic. All is calm. All is bright.

:)

Crossposts: https://brandywine28.livejournal.com/45487.html

I set aside a little chunk of time for writing this morning, so of course I'm looking at old WIPs instead.

Now I'm not gonna do that same-old, overly modest thing I do so well, and make big blanket statements, like 'everything here is terrible!' Because it isn't. Some of it's decent.

But this one thing. Wow.

Okay, so basically: JC buys a theremin. You know that instrument that sounds like a ghost having an orgasm? One of those. And he gets really into it and becomes proficient pretty quickly (Is theremin proficiency even a thing? Are there any theremin virtuosos out there? Not counting the dude I just linked to, I guess.) And the other guys are starting to worry, 'cos he keeps canceling plans to stay at home with his theremin and...

That's all she(I) wrote. I truly have no idea where I was going with this. It's gotta to be at least six, seven years old and I have a memory like a goldfish.

I mean...

Is it possible I had only just learned what a theremin was and felt like showing off? I'm grasping at straws here. What the hell was I thinking?

Dang, I really wanna end this on a positive note. Oh! Okay, here we go: one that still makes me laugh. Hey,

zebraljb, remember 'JC and the Seven Whores'? And the pine cone contraceptives? (Dear God, someone ask me about the pine cone contraceptives. I am suddenly dying to talk about the pine cone contraceptives.)

Crossposts: https://brandywine28.livejournal.com/45297.html

This is not a drill:

My MtYG Santa has taken the movie 'The Holiday', popslashified it, and turned Chris into Kate Winslet. There's a scene where he wears an ascot. An ASCOT.

If that's not enough to get you reading, who are you?

Crossposts: https://brandywine28.livejournal.com/42457.html

So the murderer on tonight's episode of Dateline -- 'cos crime shows on a Friday night is my life now, apparently -- was named [[SPOILER ALERT]] Lance Kirkpatrick.

(Cue awkward, fangirl-ish giggling. From me, mostly.)

And the guy who narced on him? A ripped, unnecessarily shirtless dude called Brian. Amazing.

Dear Christmas Smut,

I kind of hate you, and the thought of anyone else reading you is making me feel tense and itchy.

But, at this point, I doubt you're gonna get any better and, frankly, I'm sick of looking at you. So -- off into the world you go! To flourish or die, as the slash gods see fit!

*presses 'Finish'*

...

Wait! No! Come back! I can fix you!

*sobs*

Head's up! Any and all 'NSYNC/popslash/Kirkpatrick-lovin' folks out there who haven't yet checked out

picturesmcgee's last couple of art dumps should...y'know. Do that. Like, now.

Some truly amusing stuff. And if you're gonna try and tell me I'm biased, because our pairing preferences 'n likes 'n such line up in kind of an eerily perfect way, well, to that I say: "yeah, what of it?" While slowly slicing up an apple with a long ass carving knife. And making way too much unsmiling eye contact.

ETA: ...apparently I have a 'recs' tag? Since when?

....

Oh, right. Since that time I flipped my gourd and recced all the things. I remember. Ugh.

zebraljb and I were talking about superhero AUs last week, and ever since I've been sorta subtly encouraging her to write a fic in which Justin Timberlake can shapeshift -- BUT ONLY INTO ELEANOR ROOSEVELT.

Because...because obviously, right? Doesn't it totally fill a need? (Rhetorical. So rhetorical. I know that it does.)

She doesn't appear to be taking the bait, though. In fact, she seems vaguely horrified by the bait. *pouts for 5,000 years*

1. This just may be my new favorite thing. *pouts* If only someone loved me enough to use my birthday as the jumping off point for a dystopian clown massacre...

2. Kimber and Stormer are totally an item! My inner seven year old is hopping up and down and shouting "I knew it!" Plus, whoever's in charge of the redesign has made Stormer pleasantly chunky and given Kimber a boss undercut and, really, I should not care so much about this, but you know what? I do. I do.

3. From the makers of my beloved Seven Minutes in Kevin, I present: Cages Through the Ages. Soon. Soon my topmost bedside drawer will be filled with dozens of lip glosses that I don't need and won't wear, all of them bearing the Nicolas Cage as an Unfriendly Puritan Matron label art and I will be content.

4. I think I'm a few weeks late to this party, and Lord knows the accompanying article is hella flawed (Seriously? Wattpad?), but -- look! Flesh Mechanic cover art! Of professional quality, even! Not too shabby, eh?*

5. I called my mom this afternoon and, as I've done every Good Friday since time immemorial, informed her that I was about to prepare a whole, rare, dripping Christmas ham and then eat it with my bare hands while listening to the Godspell soundtrack. And then I laughed my best Skeletor laugh while she sputtered "No! You can't!", sounding alarmingly like Edith Bunker, and...look, I know it's not that funny, but I don't have a lot of traditions, so I'm gonna keep on clinging to this one like it's a ham-shaped life raft -- at least for the time being.

*Also, I have to wonder if anyone asked the writers for permission. Really, it's all kinds of problematic, isn't it? Blerg.

MtYG reveals were yesterday, which means I'm finally free to shake my fist at the heavens and howl the anguished howl of the sorry son of a bitch whose recipient is her beta. And not just my beta - she's also my major idea bouncer off-er and all-around headcanon twin. BLERG. (I know I'm not the only one who's been through this. Show yourselves, my brethren-in-pain! COME, COMMISERATE WITH ME.)

So...yeah. I drew the name of the graceful, swan-like

zebraljb and for her I produced this fine example of overwrought Bassez melodramaz, aka The Hippie and The Yuppie, aka Screw The Establishment: A Love Story. It's an idea fragment I've been kicking around forever, JC as one of those 'free hugs' guys you always see in Midtown, and one I'm sure I've blathered about many a time to many a person - but mostly to one person in particular. Ahem. And frankly, just the fact that the 20th came and went without any word from me should've been a dead giveaway that I was her author; but then, on Christmas Eve night, I received the most timidly-worded email of all time ("...um, pardon me, miss, I hate to be a bother but...did you perchance write this Bassez AU?", etc.) and I rolled my eyes so hard that one of them actually got stuck up there. I had to reach into the socket with a plastic coffee stirrer and spin it back around. It was terrible. :)

The writing process, shockingly, was not the worst. Or, at the very least, this wasn't one of those times where you click 'submit' and then wake up the next morning with twenty-five incredible new ideas you'll never get to incorporate. (I hate those times.) I feel like my sex scenes were kind of bland, and about three days before the deadline, when it was far too late to do anything about it, I realized that the whole thing really should've been written from JC's POV instead of Lance's (a realization that set off my intermittent eye twitch) - but, mostly, I'm cool with the way it all came together. (Today. I'm cool today. Ask me again in six months.)

As for me, I think I made out pretty darn well. Santa brought me some tooth-decayingly sweet domestic!TrickC (with dogs! Sad, orphaned CHRISTMAS DOGS! And JC as a deceptively hot accountant!) AND one of his drunker elves decided, bizarrely, that it'd be a good idea to name a fictional baby after me (immortality = ACHIEVED!) which, before now, isn't something I ever really thought I wanted, but...then JC changed my infant namesake's diaper and crooned to her in a gentle, soothing manner and it occurred to me that yes, I really, really did.

My Sesa-writing has a very specific soundtrack this year.*

Does this mean I can blame Chris if the fic bombs? Or should I cut out the middleman and blame Def Leppard instead?

* - Not a story clue! I repeat, not a story clue! I just...like Chris. A lot. :)

Here it is, folks -- the timestamp no one asked for!

A little background: I wrote this for the 'Tis the Season to be Steamy challenge over at

popsoundboard, the point of which is to write an X-rated "deleted scene" from one of your already existing MtYG fics. I went with my entry from 2011, If You Can't Stand the Heat (Stay Out of the Kitchen). For those of you who don't feel up to refreshing yourselves, here's the breakdown: it's a Trickyfish High School AU, lots of longing looks from across the Home Ec. classroom, garden variety teen angst... You're not missing much.

( Wifely Duties )

We've still got a few hours left before the 2012 MtYG reveal, so I thought I'd get a few recs in under the wire!

How I Met Your Father (Chris/JC)
There were plenty of awesome stories this year but this one was written for ME ME ME! Take a post-apocalyptic, zombie-infested universe, throw in some kooky, offbeat love-at-first-sight antics, ramp up the hilarity about twenty notches and you get...well, I'm not sure, exactly; all I know is it involves AJ wearing a scarf made out of his own intestines and I love it! And best of all, it's something I never could've come up with on my own.

With a Sprinkle of Fairy Dust and a Slap on the Butt (JC/Lance)
Oh my God, this story. It's to die for. Oh my God.

"On what planet are those pants deemed appropriate? And not just appropriate, but appropriate for national television?"

JC laughed, and then twirled around in a pirouette before striking a pose.

"On Planet Don't Dis My Bitch Pants if You Ever Want to Get in 'Em, Mister."

...that pretty much says it all, right there.

A Very Special Snowflake (JC/Justin)
I don't care what anyone says--this one's all about the TrickC love! Yes, that love is (sadly) platonic, but beggars can't be choosers. I'll take what I can get. Also, the banter here is some of the best I've read in, well, ever.

Welcome Home, You (Kevin/Brian, kinda)
Bittersweet and hurt-y with undertones of cousinly longing. Love it.

From the Ashes (Brian/AJ)
The sheer scope of this thing is totally amazing. One of those huge, sprawling, intimidating AUs that makes you feel like a hack for even trying to compete. (At least that's how it makes me feel. What can I say? Low self-esteem is a bitch.) Marvelously snarky AJ and the Brian voice is superb.

The Veil of Dreams (Chris/JC, Nick/Lance)
Chris and JC and unspoken yearnings and Nick, King of the Fairies! Seriously, this story deserves more reccage than I'm physically capable of giving.

Dueling Cowboys (Joey/JC)
A clever twist on this year's unofficial theme of "Superheroes, Superheroes and More Superheroes". No one in this fic has any powers, but nearly the whole thing takes place at a con--with Joey and Chris as rival comic book shop proprietors. And Lance dresses up as Nightcrawler!

Orange is the happiest color (Chris/Lance)
Perfection. If you can read this story without cackling then you're in the wrong fandom, buddy.

Man, this is the part I hate. I know, I just know, that the second I hit that "Post" button another half a dozen reccable stories will spring to mind. I really should have planned this out better. Or at all. Hope no one holds it against me--I swear it's the absentminded kind of neglect, not the cruel kind!

Sigh. All good things must come to an end, I know, but now that

zebraljb has wrapped up her mermaid saga I'm feeling all jittery and discombobulated without my daily updates! Withdrawal is a bitch, yo.

Talk about inauspicious beginnings: one minute I'm bored and babbling about JC as a merperson and the next my rantings are being woven into a THIRTY-FOUR CHAPTER EPIC of torrid, ocean-y goodness. The mind, it boggles.

She even managed to include the shirtless crying(!), which pleases me greatly. And Adam Lambert cameos as a sassy prostitute with a chip on his shoulder, which, I mean--of course, why wouldn't he? That's just common sense right there.

Still plodding along like a diligent little cart horse. A cart horse who...likes talking about slash. Because that's not a ridiculous metaphor or anything.

Day 23 - A crossover with a fandom you don't know/didn't know when you read the story

Octobers by

xoverau (Chris/Eminem)
Um, does Eminem count as a fandom? (Even though he's only one guy, I mean.)

I had heard of Eminem before I read this, obviously, but like everything else that doesn't really interest me I had always managed to sweep all knowledge of him to the periphery of my awareness. Homophobic lyrics, the Elton John duet--that's about all I knew. And while I still can't call myself a fan, exactly, I do credit this story with opening my eyes to the sometimes challenging but always intriguing World of Emslash.

After an unusual encounter in a public restroom, Chris and Em become deeply entrenched in each other's lives. I should warn you--this fic was also a major contender for the 'Story That Breaks Your Heart' category.

(the link will take you to Part One; all other parts can be found in the author's lj memories.)

Day 24 - a guilty pleasure

For me, fandom is a guilt-free zone. As far as I'm concerned, shame and crippling neuroses have their place--namely every single other aspect of my life. But popslash? Popslash is a Happy Place.

So yes, I may take a stonger interest in slavefics and hooker AUs than is generally considered PC, and I may have gotten the occasional illicit thrill from reading about Chris and JC peeing on each other (what? It was a good story!). And I do seem to recall enjoying a particularly questionable pirate epic in which Evil Captain Chris kidnaps Naive Schoolboy JC, who spends about two dozen chapters cowering in fear as he's passed from buccaneer to buccaneer. (He was a delicate little flower.) But I don't feel guilty about any of it. Nay, I am proud! (Unless my mother ever finds this entry, in which case I've never heard of fanfiction, homosexuality or the internet.)

Day 25 - a story that spawned an inside joke

Rules of Engagement by

zebraljb (Chris/Lance, JC/?)
Gave birth to a slew of JC/Steven Tyler jokes that are probably nowhere near as funny as I think they are.

Yes, I'm well aware that it's March. And not Early March, either. *facepalm*

Whatever. Watch me as I nobly press onward! (This one got a bit long-winded.)

Day 22 - a new fic. Something posted within the last twelve months

A Walk in the Park by

nopseud (AJ/Lance)
I remember being surprised during this year's MtYG that this story didn't garner more attention--probably because none of the characters spontaneously grow breasts, I guess. Instead, what we get is a long, drawn out not-quite-courtship of the absolute best kind, full of romantic misunderstandings and will-they-or-won't-they-moments. And dog-walking. Lots of dog-walking.

I spent most of New Years Eve curled up on my couch in ratty pjs, reading this fic while just outside my window a phalanx of clumsy holiday drunks vomited into the gutter. I think I made the right choice staying in. :)

Cake by

pensnest (Chris/Joey)
An irrestible, heartwarming AU in which Chris and Joey bond over cake and you know Joey must be serious about Chris because he puts on a tie to impress him. A TIE!

Young Hearts Run Free by

zebraljb (Kevin/Joey)
Lara is such a trailblazer. :)

Honestly, I think I'd rec this even if it were terrible, just because it's JOEY/KEVIN CROSSDRESSING FIC!!! Fortunately it's NOT terrible; it's sweet and engaging and by the way, did I mention that this is a Joey/Kevin crossdressing fic? Because it is.

Incidentally, is there a name for this pairing? Jevin? Kevtone?

Once by

eponymous (Nick/Howie)
A lovely, bittersweet slice of pain that hurts in all the right ways. Howie is engaged and Nick isn't taking the news very well.

Man, oh man, willfully blind Nick and all the damage he does to himself...

Escondido by

strippedhalo (JC/Joey)
Joey and JC take a vacation and nothing goes as planned. From sunburns to ninja chihuahuas to epic bug freakouts, the whole thing is pretty much a disaster. But it doesn't matter! Because they love each other! All together now: AWW!

It Starts with a Milkshake, Birds and Snakes, an Amtrak Train and Lance Bass is Not Afraid by

llamabitchyo (Lance/JC)
Dairy Queen and bickering greek gods and a wonderfully awkward courtship--OMG, this story! I'm redifining 'incoherent' right now but I don't care! I love everything about it! I even love the vaguely Lynnecest-y ending!

I don't know what I did to deserve it, but I wanna thank

mickeym for my virtual dragon! My profile page looks so cheerful now!

Day 20 - a pairing you didn't expect to enjoy, but did!

Alright, here's where I hook my thumbs under my imaginary suspenders and confess to y'all that I don't always cotton to the timbertrick. Wether it's the age difference, or the way-too-brotherly vibe I get from them, I don't know. Stop looking at me like that. I don't have to explain myself to you people.

Anyway, as with most things, there are several exceptions. Here, have a couple:

hitch by cimorene (Chris/Justin)
Because my love of long term pining and other, similar forms of sad-sackery knows no limits.

Father Time by

zebraljb (Chris/Justin)
I don't know what it is about this story! First of all, Chris owns a deli, which I adore. (My dad owned a deli and it brings me great joy to imagine him and Chris hanging out together, arguing over kosher regulations.) Second, it's technically a hooker AU--and I've never, ever met one of those I didn't like. :) What does it say about me that I'm so enthralled with Justin as a sad, damaged, underage prostitute? With AJ as his pimp--oh god, how wonderful is that?

Day 21 - Real World but with added weirdness...basically canon but with some otherworldly element, from body swapping to superpowers to telepathy--you get the gist.

Probably about half of all popslash falls under this category--it's a beautifully twisted fandom!--but in the interest of keeping it eclectic I'm gonna go with

Christmas Eve Groundhog Day by cappucino (Nick/Justin)
Nick is cursed to relive the same day over and over again, which may or may not have something to do with Justin and his out-of-the-blue love declaration. There are a few awkwardly placed Britishisms in this story but they aren't glaring and Nick's hilariously desperate attempts to cool Justin's ardor more than make up for them.

Quotidian by lesa soja (Chris/JC)
http://sitnah.home.netcom.com/lesasoja/fiction/quotidian.html
Another time loop scenario-- this time Chris and JC are both afflicted. With sexy results! I just wouldn't feel right if I weren't imposing at least a little Chris/JC on everyone. Besides, this is fabulous.

Today was Ash Wednesday and it completely slipped my mind; I didn't remember til I passed a guy on the street with ashes on his face--and for a single, paralyzing moment, before I realized what I was looking at, I thought he'd taken a gunshot wound to the head. A major clue was that he was laughing and joking around with his friends, unlikely behavior for someone who'd recently been shot in the face. I'm guessing.

Less than five minutes later my mother called and screamed at me for not getting any ashes of my own even though she had no way of knowing that I hadn't; I'm taking this as proof, once and for all, that she has psychic powers. Or possibly that she's placed hidden cameras throughout my apartment, I don't know which. Frankly I don't want to know.

So to celebrate being a staggering disappointment in the eyes of both Jesus and the woman who bore me, I figured I might as well rec some more porn!

Day 19 - a series or collection of stories - an epic, a story with a sequel, a series of related vignettes - just something that's best read in more than one piece

The Porn Saga of Doom by Mickey M., halo, Without Me and Slim (Chris/Lance/JC)
This series calls itself 'more smut than you can shake a stick at', and if that isn't enough of an enticement for you, then I don't know, man. I just don't know.

llamabitchyo's Disney Princess 'Verse (Joey/JC, Joey/JC/Kelly)
There's just so much to love about these stories! From Joey and Kelly as the most fabulously diabolical married couple EVER to a sweet, silly JC who wears Elvis-themed outfits and espouses the virtues of the Disney princesses, these are very, very good for the happy-making.

Day 17 - a story that makes you laugh

The Android Nick Carter by jae (Chris/Nick-?)
I'm not even sure this qualifies as a Chris/Nick story, since it ISN'T Nick Carter that Chris is developing feelings for--it's a Shakespeare-reciting, Jane Austen-loving Android replica of Nick that Lance has commissioned for rather nefarious purposes.

Technicalities aside, this is a total riot.

Making the Band by cappucino and black coffee
Because while it's true that there are many popslash vampire stories floating around, only this one manages to convey the tragedy of a Justin Timberlake who's unable to admire his own reflection in the mirror.

Day 18 - a story that breaks your heart

Usually, if a story is powerful enough to make me cry it automatically gets added to my veeery long list of favorites, no questions asked. That's just how I roll. Good thing, too, because it means today's theme is an easy one for me.

Boxes by turps (Chris/JC, Lance/Justin)
The homeless AU; it could've been a disaster in less talented hands. My feelings for this story are complicated and messy and I won't bore everyone by rehashing them right now, but, suffice it to say, this is heartbreaking stuff. Even with the uplifting ending, it isn't something I can just reread at the drop of a hat--it requires mental preparation, breathing exercises, things like that.

I think, out of all the guys, Lance is the one who really kills me here--something about the way he doesn't complain, doesn't philosophize, just...sort of quietly adapts to his new situation. Tears. Buckets of them.

What You Wanted All Along by Helenish (JC/Joey)
This fic is pretty much Angst Central. Joey doesn't want to share JC--too bad he doesn't have much of a choice. Also, the other three guys are kind of awful and manipulative here and I know I shouldn't enjoy that so much, but I really, really do. :)

Spells by

circusgirl (multiple pairings)
Chris is in love with JC, JC is in love with Lance, Lance is in love with Justin and Justin is in love with himself. There's a LOT of pain in this story.

Day 16 - a story someone wrote specifically for you

OK, here's where I get to brag about what a lucky little brat I am! Some terrific, sparkly folks have been so kind as to write me some terrific, sparkly stories, all within the last couple of months:

Return of the Sprinkles by

llamabitchyo
An epically silly booze-filled romp, that somehow crams cookie baking, butterfly metaphors and a beautifully zany rendering of my OTP into just 1200 words. This ficlet is like a master class in hilarity. I can't even think about it without smiling!

Cupid and the Christmas Elf by hurricanemegan
My MtYG story! How many real world AUs, I ask you, contain both a realistic portrayal of early twenties post-college malaise AND JC in a Cupid costume? Not too many, I bet.

Sound of the Sea by

zebraljb
Lara, friend to both boybanders and sea creatures alike, was generous enough to indulge my demented ramblings about JC as a merperson by writing this gem. If you like love triangles, shipwrecks, Adam Lambert cameos or the phrase "psychotic sea wizard", then this is the fic for you! I know that a lot of you have anti-WIP policies, but c'mon people! Shirtless, pensive JC! Guh.

I just realized that ALL of these are TrickC--I'm pidgeonholing myself and I don't even care!

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Entries tagged with popslash

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