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the one where Justin tries to get his mum and Dianne together.

the one where Nick and Lance are intergalactically renowned brain surgeons, in space, in a bizarre House / Firefly / Pop cross over.

the one where gratuitous Joshtin kink pwp.

*eyes you balefully* Hmm. Well, there's, um, some inspiration there. Hmm.

So, option three it is. [ick]

"Have you been a naughty baby?" Josh said sternly. Justin looked up at him from the bed, his blue eyes wide and innocent. Josh frowned, but really, his lover was just so adorable, it was hard to be cross with him. "Do I need to spank your bottom?"

"No, I've been very good," Justin replied in a small voice. "But I need to be changed, please, Josh."

"Very well," said Josh. "Go fetch the basin."

Eagerly, Justin padded into the bathroom to fill the basin. By the time he brought it through, Josh had set out the mat and the wipes and the powder, and everything was ready. After placing a soft kiss onto his lover's lips, Justin climbed onto the table and lay down on the mat.

He loved to have his diaper changed.

this is some kind of amazing self-punishing meme ;p that's deeply deeply disturbing. Thank you, I think?

*does Muttley impersonation*

Thinking of a kink icky enough to fit was the challenging part.

You should have this archived at WWAWF! :D

Woss WWAWF?

Also, the perfect icon! I love that face...

You don't know WWAWF? It's a huge "Joshtin" archive, famous for its really bad badfic. There is some ok fic and a couple of true gems there as well, but badfic is what it's known for.

So, that was a compliment! :) Here's the link if you're feeling crazy enough to check it out:

http://www.angelfire.com/ego/whatweallwishfor/purelyjoshtin.html

A large, sprawling highschool AU with all the pop boys and girls in various combinations!

Kevin/Eminem as FBI agents!

And then I couldn't come up with anymore things that I can't imagine you writing :-)

Ahaha! One of them is *on my list of things to write*!

And then I couldn't come up with anymore things that I can't imagine you writing

I *think* that's a compliment.... ;-)

Oh you ARE planning to write Kevin and Eminem as FBI agents ;-)

At least I could come up with two for you, even though one wasn't so good. for Terri I could only come up with one!

Oddly, I lack a truly appropriate icon for this.

"Just suck it up and deal," Agent Richardson snarled, exasperated. The sooner his partner got out of the hospital, the happier he'd be. They'd both be, he supposed; couldn't be much fun for Maclean either, what with the hole in his guts, an' all. But Maclean didn't have to work undercover with this asshole from Michigan.

Agent Mathers expressed his opinions of their target, of Richardson, of the section head who'd given them the assignment, and of each and every homosexual in the contiguous United States, in seventeen pungent but unprintable words. According to his profile, Mathers was pretty damn smart. He could speak like a normal human being. He just never did. One of these days, Richardson was going to smack him.

Probably with a tire iron.

Today, though, was not one of those days. Today... looked like being fun, provided he could keep a straight face, and Agent Richardson was very good at doing that. He leaned back in his chair and glared at his temporary partner. "Yeah, well, seems you, me and this assignment are a match made in heaven. I mean, the man has rhythm, but can you see Agent Mosley being taken on as a stripper in a gay nightclub?"

Hahahahha!!!!! Perfect!!!! *giggles hysterically*

But I really suck at coming up with prompts people won't write :-)

It's just as well I only needed to do a 'snippet', though...

*giggles* This was great!

Hee. Thanks!

An AU where all of BSB and Nsync (along with various other popfolk), meet while working the tourist season at Mackinac Island. Some of them are working different shops and restaurants, some are working the historical sites, some are working at places like the bike rentals and some are working with the horses (carriage drivers, horse upkeep, cleaning barns, etc) -- there's a definite sort of prejudice of who has the better type of job or better paying job. Crossing of the "job lines" is pretty much frowned upon by each "group" of friends, enough that when JC and Nick start dating, they hide it from their friends. Justin is working with the horses, probably as a carriage driver for the carriage tour. He's pretty much been banned from a lot of the shops because he's got a habit of "pocketing" things without paying. AJ works in one of the fudge shops, he likes his job though the owner keeps threatening to fire him if he gets another tattoo or piercing. Examples of some of the seasonal employment can be found here http://www.mackinac.com/content/general/employment.html and I'll happily provide more links if you're interested.

Wow! Hmm. It'll take me a while even to produce a scene of that, but... hmmm.

I realize I'm suppose to give you 3 ideas, so if you'd rather have 2 more. I'll happily give them to you. :)

If you have them - why not!

Nick and JC are performers in an old-fashioned sideshow circus. JC is struggling to keep their relationship together, but Nick keeps pulling away. JC is a swordswallower and Nick's the fortune teller. Nick keeps getting in trouble because all his "visions" are bad/evil things. JC wants him to do a reading for him, but Nick won't because once before he dreamt that JC died during a performance. Nick cheats with the show's "half man/half woman" Lance.

AJ develops a strange allergy to eggs, everytime he's around eggs - doesn't even have to eat them - he starts sneezing or coughing. Each time he does... he lays an egg. JC thinks he's joking, then AJ shows him. JC wants to know if AJ could actually have one of them hatch, would it work -- would JC need to fertilize it first -- would whatever it is have feathers when it hatched -- would they have to feed it like a mama bird does?

Nick cheats with the show's "half man/half woman" Lance.

*snicker* That's evil!!

*bats eyes and looks innocent*

*bows in awe* You can really think up the crack, can't you! AJ lays eggs - fantastic!

I had a cooking show on tv while coming up with ideas, the fact that they were making an omelette might have something to do with the egg idea. The woman kept talking about allergies (and the normal reaction of them) and then went off on a tangent about free-range birds and egg fertilization. Neither of which is normal for a cooking show and really turned me off on the omelette she was making.

JC was holding up a pair of Y-fronts that were surely too big for AJ's skinny frame, and looking indignant. "What's with the baggy underpants, man?"

Damn it, he knew he should have gotten to the laundry first. "I need. I needtomakesureitdoesn'tfallout," AJ mumbled.

JC, not unpredictably, looked horrified, and dropped the underpants.

"Not that! I mean, no! It's—look, I told you about the eggs. Last thing I need is to have one of those things sliding down my pants leg and breaking on the floor. Those," he gestured towards them, "catch them. The first two times, I had boxers on, and they just fell right out. Made a helluva mess."

"You know," JC said in a conversational tone, "if you keep insisting that you lay eggs I am going to get the men in white coats to take you away." He grabbed a handful of coloreds from the laundry basket and stuffed everything unceremoniously into the machine. "Seriously, man. Cut it out. It's old already."

"I can prove it. Come on." AJ grabbed his man by the left wrist and dragged him through into the kitchen. "Sit there." He opened the refrigerator and reached inside for an egg. The familiar itching sensation fizzed through his skin, and he felt the tickle building inside his nose, until—"AaaaatCHOO!" The egg in his hand flew into the air, and JC caught it reflexively and set it down on the countertop.

"Gesundheit," said JC. "Oh, and by the way, if that was supposed to be a demonstration, I think your idea of 'laid' needs some work."

AJ ignored him. "Man," he muttered, "that feels weird." He shimmied. The freshly laid egg wobbled against his buttocks, and he unzipped his pants and waggled his butt towards JC. "Take it. Go on, take it."

Nothing happened. AJ stared over his shoulder. JC's glazed eyes were focussed on the bulge in the back of AJ's briefs, and his face was frozen with horror.

AJ sighed and reached around. "Look," he said, putting the egg on the counter top next to the first one, "it's just an egg, okay?"

JC slithered off his stool in a dead faint.

AJ was kinda wishing he'd never told JC about the egg thing. But how could he have known that JC would—after the initial disbelief, terror and complete freaking out—get so, so enthusiastic about the whole deal? AJ didn't *want* to try and hatch one of them. He didn't, he really didn't want to know what kind of creature would emerge. If anything did. There was no reason to believe anything would hatch, but if anything did, how the hell was he supposed to know if it would have feathers or not? JC seemed to think it would be cool to have tiny imprinted Maclings waddling about, but shit, they might be hideous lizard creatures or something.

Fortunately, there weren't any left in the house. JC didn't realize it, but he'd scrambled the last of them for breakfast this morning.

bwahahahahaha!

*snorts*

bwahahahahaha!

OMG! I love it. That is just freaking great. *claps* Well done Pen, well done.

*runs off to point others here*

Heh. I'm glad you approve. Thanks for the insane inspiration!

So awesome. I loved, loved, loved this. :D AJ laying eggs and JC wanting to hatch one, I snorted about AJ scrambling the last one for breakfast. Truly wonderful.

It's deeply, deeply silly, isn't it! Glad you enjoyed it.

Ahahahahaha.

That last line just makes the ficlet. So very cool!

Cracked in every sense, I think. ;-)

I'm not sure what is happening, but I'm trying again to reply to the "egg" ficlet/snippets.

Anyway, hopefully you got the one I sent before, for some reason it's showing up as just a blank reply. Very odd, very very odd.

But, I loved the ficlet. I've sent 3 people over to read it so far and we've all been giggling over it.

Bravo, Pen, bravo. Take a bow, because that was just incredibly well done. :)

*bows* A wonderfully insane idea!

Hmmm, I see why people have trouble thinking of ideas for me. I can't think of anything you wouldn't have a go at.

Okay.

(1) The story where Chris finds out his mom has been having an affair with JC's dad.
(2) The one where we discover Kevin was really born a woman and has been hiding it really well all this time.
(3) The one where JC has an intimate relationship with a silver space bull, and how he describes how he got rust on his dick.

(3) it is, then.

"You know what? I don't think they keep the space bulls maintained like they ought. I mean, it's important, right? They have to be properly, like, oiled and everything, or they might go wrong during a show. What if one of them seized up when we were performing? Seriously, this is big. And I'm not just thinking up problems out of nowhere, because I happen to know that my bull is rusting on the inside, and it's just wrong. It's not like he'd ever seize up on me on purpose, but you know, if there's something not being oiled properly, I mean, I oil him, obviously, but—you know that bit right at the back, under the tail? Well, right there. I got rust on my dick. On my dick! I mean, if the bulls are getting rusted up inside, then chances are they're gonna go wrong and it'll be a disaster. Besides, they shouldn't have rust, it's not nice, you know?" He paused. Four pairs of eyes were staring at him in blank astonishment. "What? What?"

Lance cleared his throat. "JC? Do you, um, use a condom, when you—"

"A condom? No, of course not. It's not like my bull's been with other—or do you mean that he, that someone else—?"

"No, it's just—JC, if you're, um, you know, without a condom to, you know, keep things tidy—why d'you *think* it's getting rusted up in there?"

Oh man. That is perfect! I love it so much!

Thank you!

You are strangely warped, you know that, right? Thanks for the, um, inspiration.

*snorts* *giggles* Oh, JC, you silly boy. :D Loved this.

Hee. Glad you enjoyed it.

It's not like my bull's been with other—

Ahahahahaha!

*evil glee* Mind you, I blame Terri.

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