Writing stories is cathartic for me. For years, I've kept a free form journal and while it's great therapy for the "perpetually-befuddled-about-life", sometimes I just want to write something that has nothing to do with anything. Here, I humbly offer up the works of NSYNC slash fiction I pen in my off hours when I should probably be doing something more constructive, maybe even domestic. Like laundry. But Martha Stewart/Susie Homemaker I am not, and herein is the end result. I'm fairly new to this genre, though I have written for other fandoms (which were, essentially, just something to occupy myself until I found the niche I truly enjoy: NSYNC slash), so please be of kind mindset when reading. Though, make no mistake, I will gladly welcome any constructive criticism you may choose to impart.
I write solely for the sheer pleasure of doing so, but it is my hope you might find something you consider worth your while. I may be contacted at silentchinadoll@yahoo.com. Please don't hesitate to write; the only thing I enjoy more than writing is gabbing.
° Any Way You Are °
Wherein Justin commits a lovely crime and finally takes off his collar and leash. No, it's not about boundage. (I wish it were, though.) Note author's departure from usual style. Said author is self conscious. Reassurance/constructive criticism desired.
° Beautiful Like You °
Lance's envious streak is exposed. Inspired in part by the song of the same name (sung by band Joydrop), the letter "C", and the number 7.
° Follow Me °
I hate song fics, I really do. Somehow, the majority of those stories just end up being a cheap imitation of a perfectly good track. Although I'd like to believe the above bears no relation to one such fic, it was inspired by a song I downloaded off of Napster at the persistence of a friend. I like it; if it helps, the lyrics are not interspersed throughout the story, they're simply typed in tidily at the end.
° God of Your Sacrifice °
A shrine, a worshipper, and a man of another "faith" who'd rather be devoted to the worshipper, than have that same worshipper worship at the alter of a long since lost love. Or something. Yeesh.
° Guilty Conscience °
Justin as a closet kleptomaniac with a fixation on the target of his petty crimes.
° Just My Type °
Wherein Lance wanders memory lane, contemplates his childhood fears, and shares a kiss. There's more, but why don't you just read.
° My Funny Valentine °
In which Lance is filled with melancholy regarding St. Valentine's Day, and the others give him what his heart desires. Warning: schmoopy, with mild amounts of smut.
° Pink °
Just for fun, a silly but angsty bit where you'll find a houseguest and good dental hygiene.
Coming soon, against my better judgement:
Ý Guilty As Charged Ý
A series chronically the petty deliquency of America's favorite boyband. Brought to you from the same universe from whence "Guilty Conscience" and "The Voyeur" emerged. I cannot be held responsible.