In my city

[horizon_greene]

I'm not sure how many more times we're going to see this; it felt very precious and wondrous and somehow fragile. Right up until Tim decided he Did Not Like the mound, which turned into 10 minutes' worth of tomfoolery, with half a dozen groundskeepers wielding every available groundskeeping tool under the sun, scurrying around while Tim and Marco Scutaro looked on, awkwardly.



But yeah. These two.



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I've been reading a lot of NSYNC fic the last week or so, mainly because so much of it is surprisingly amazing. It doesn't hurt that plenty falls under the beloved "pretty, talented boy gets systematically overwhelmed by the guy who's older, more experienced, and determined to completely take him over" trope. That's not exactly how it goes in my own personal Justin/JC headcanon, but I think, actually, that I like it better—bulletproof kink. etc.

If I'd known all this good fic was out there, I think my fandom trajectory would have been quite different. But my NSYNC days predated my slash days by a couple of years, which in the end is kind of too bad. I have no use for present-day Justin whatsoever, but that boy at 19? Goodness. It makes me think so many thoughts.

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[horizon-greene.livejournal.com]

That does sound incredible. Their shows were amazing—I only saw them once, during the NSA tour, but it was one of the concert-going highlights of my life!

I was 17 when I saw them, and yeah, young enough that my fandemonium was more innocent than it is now ;) But the aging of the fanbase is part of what gives me hope that they may someday do a legit reunion album and/or tour. We've all grown up now—even the fans who were teenies back then—with earning power and mobility and they could make a killing off of us. I hope they do, before they're too old to handle the choreography.