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Threatened by Granitite (R)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: Eminem/suprise
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
granitite
Author Website: Granitite's Realm
Why this must be read: Because this story is intense and funny, and the slow relevation of what and who has Em so rattled that he even attempts suicide really, really works. It's told almost exclusively in dialogue, with very little introspection or description, and despite the high-drama start it is a very matter-of-fact, non-melodramatic story that is one of my favourite Eminem/boybander fic ever.
Excerpt: "Someone is fucking with him. That's the only answer." Denaun threw his luggage down and collapsed into a bunk.
"Why ain't he told us then?" Rondell switched on the TV. "The whole not-answering-his-phone thing is stupid."
"And damn annoying. What the hell happened to him in New York?"
"Ain't sure." Rondell pulled out his rolling papers. "They keep calling, whoever they are. That's why he's screening his calls."
"The man's no pussy. We made sure of that. So whoever's messing with him has gotta be one bad ass motha-fucka."
Threatened
Pairing: Eminem/suprise
Author on LJ:
granititeAuthor Website: Granitite's Realm
Why this must be read: Because this story is intense and funny, and the slow relevation of what and who has Em so rattled that he even attempts suicide really, really works. It's told almost exclusively in dialogue, with very little introspection or description, and despite the high-drama start it is a very matter-of-fact, non-melodramatic story that is one of my favourite Eminem/boybander fic ever.
Excerpt: "Someone is fucking with him. That's the only answer." Denaun threw his luggage down and collapsed into a bunk.
"Why ain't he told us then?" Rondell switched on the TV. "The whole not-answering-his-phone thing is stupid."
"And damn annoying. What the hell happened to him in New York?"
"Ain't sure." Rondell pulled out his rolling papers. "They keep calling, whoever they are. That's why he's screening his calls."
"The man's no pussy. We made sure of that. So whoever's messing with him has gotta be one bad ass motha-fucka."
Threatened