(I moved from XxSmurfettexX. Been on NF since July 29th 2009.)
Hey there, I'm Mack!
I've been writing fanfics in general since I was 11 but I tackled *NSYNC fanfics when I discovered this site when I was 16 and I've loved it here ever since. I may get older but I'll never stop writing for these boys that bring so much joy to my life.
"Remember, writers are the only adults who get to spend all day in their pajamas playing with imaginary friends." -anonymous
NF Awards Season 7:
Innovative Original Character: Mack Desrosiers
Best Villain Lou Pearlman
NF Awards 2015/Season 8:
Best Sidekick/Friend: Mack Desrosiers
Best Villain: Lou Pearlman
She was walking with and having a conversation with JC Chasez. The guy she'd spent the last two years watching on TV. The guy she once emphatically declared to her mother she was going to marry one day. This couldn't be her reality.
In which JC and Mack meet for the first time at an MMC pool party.
Astoria Applebee is a waitress by day and a New York Times Bestselling mystery novelist by night. Working at the “Daily Grind”, a local celebrity hotspot for coffee in downtown L.A. she isn’t fazed by meeting and becoming acquaintances with the rich and famous. She is pleasantly surprised; however, that Justin Timberlake enlists her to help him find a “mystery woman” that he’s been chatting with online. If she accepts the job she’ll be working in close proximity with a guy who makes her want to stab herself in the eyes. If she turned him down he’d find someone else and that would be disaster. If someone else read through those letters and found out the truth Justin would find out her secret. That he’s trying to find her.
Inspired by Denise Hunter’s Seaside Letters.
ON HIATUS
I don’t care how poor a man is; if he has family, he’s rich. ~Dan Wilcox and Thad Mumford, "Identity Crisis," M*A*S*H
The boys are stuck in Germany on Christmas and thew news has put Justin in a foul mood.
For my Secret Santa Pumples.
Justin missed a lot while living his fast paced life. He missed seeing his half-brothers grow up. He missed seeing his mother’s smiling face every day. He missed being normal. But the one thing he missed the most was always by his side, he just didn’t know it. It’ll take a wise-ass childhood friend, an all-knowing band mate, and a meddling cousin to make him realize what he’s been missing all along and what’s waiting for him back in Tennessee.
Trace always knew that there was a bigger world outside of Tennessee but he's never had the chance to venture out and experience it himself. Being Justin Timberlake's best friend has its perks but it also has its downsides, the latter of which he has grown accustomed to. He wants to take a chance—take a risk—in the real world but the ties he has to his home are so strong that he can't ignore them anymore.
Shawty got that super thing
Hotter than the sun of south in spain
Got me soon as I walked through the door Oh!
My pocket started tickle-ing
The way she dropped it low that thang
Got me wanna spend my money on her, her
She get it pop it, lock it, drop it,
That birthday cake,
Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away
Now take my red, black card and my jewelery
Shawty is cool like the fire, Cool like fire
Somebody call 911!
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Whoa!
I gotta cool her down
She won't bring the roof to ground on the dance floor
Whoa!
She’s fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor
Shes fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor
"Fire Burning" --Sean Kingston
It took five days but JC wouldn't change his decision for the world.
For my Secret Santa, Dawn Dustings!
JC always seems to get his way, no matter how hard Charlie tries to do something different.
What do you think happens when the Backstreet Boys and Nsync are forced to go on tour together? Fighting ensues, chaos breaks out, and everything comes full circle..
ON HIATUS
I've been sitting here
Can't get you off my mind
I've tried my best to be a man and be strong
I drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face
But the truth remains
You're gone..
"Gone" -- Nsync
ON HIATUS
Sometimes you need a little fall to give you the push you need to reach for greater heights. Drabble.
High School AU. When Justin and Trace steal their school's golf cart for a joy ride, it could set Justin on a path that he never expected.
“Soapie—pull my finger!”
A Chris drabble.
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