Lance / ??

[ephemera-pop.livejournal.com]

Lance, and body image please : seeing the photos over the last few months set me to wondering as to the whys of it, so .... something that touches on that. I'm very very easy for Lance, so if you're cross-over inspired, please - go for it! Otherwise - I'm a predictable bunny me.

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[beaux.livejournal.com]

Working on it, gimme 5-10 more minutes. :)

[beaux.livejournal.com]

Or, y'know, not!

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Joey never said anything about it, watching Lance shave or wash his face. It took the fans two weeks to notice it, and another month to decide if they were seeing things or not. He'd noticed right away.

The nose was the only thing that bothered him. Every time Lance had made some kind of self-deprecating comment to the mirror, Joey had hushed him with a soft kiss. "You're beautiful, baby," he whispered, and meant every word. "Don't you ever let anyone tell you otherwise. Including you."

He had excuses for the sit-ups, the weight training, the cardio. The newfound slim waist and firm abs and tight pecs. He could say it was for health's sake, for energy, for something to do... he could come up with a laundry list of reasons, all miles away from "Justin has better biceps than me, and I feel inferior enough already" -- and Joey could pretend to believe him. But the nose, that bothered Joey, in a deep way he couldn't quite explain. He didn't like a world that made his lover want to change that drastically. He didn't like hearing it blamed on a surfing accident he knew had never happened.

His train of thought was interrupted abruptly by something along the lines of "Stupid love handles," muttered more lowly than usual. Lance was the only person he knew who could talk to himself aloud and still sometimes not be heard. Joey walked over, wrapping his arms around Lance's waist from behind and kissing the side of his neck. "You're beautiful, baby," he whispered, and meant every word.

[ephemera-pop.livejournal.com]

Oh wow - thank you! That hits the spot *perfectly*.

and Joey could pretend to believe him. aches just right.

"You're beautiful, baby," he whispered, and meant every word. Prrrrrrrrr

an old drabble that might fit the bill.

[originalrahrah.livejournal.com]

WHO NOSE.

‘I liked your old nose.’
‘Josh, my sinuses were all messed up after the surfboard thing and I could hardly breathe!’
‘I warned you about that.’
‘I know, I know.’
‘You’ve still got a pretty face.’ A warm fingertip slid lightly down the new nose and was captured by Lance’s lips. Brown and green eyes lit with eager sparks. ‘You weren’t, like, Pinocchio or anything.’ A pause. ‘Well, I guess I can live without the snoring.’
‘I do not snore!’
‘Do, too. Right after hot sex if I don’t roll you on your side.’
‘Still love me?’
‘Always.’
‘Tonight?’
‘Now.’

Re: an old drabble that might fit the bill.

[ephemera-pop.livejournal.com]

Heee - no one ever believes that they snore ;) - that was lovely - thank you!

huh?

[grapekitten.livejournal.com]

I'm lost. . . Did Lance REALLY have a nose job?