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You say it's Lance month?
May. 1st, 2003 06:12 pmWell, my icons would certainly indicate that.
From the Access Hollywood segment aired August 28th, 2002 about Lance's zero-G training in what is (affectionately) known as the vomit comet. At this point, I had barely discovered *NSYNC, could only mostly tell the boys apart, and didn't even know any popstar was trying to go into space much less that it was this gooberliciously dorky, adorable boy. This was the footage that cemented his spot as my favorite. He undertook moving across an ocean and two continents to one of the most desolate, frozen parts of the world for a three-month crash course in astrophysics, spacecraft navigation, learning an entirely new language, and orbital flight training that included being dropped into the Black Sea, swimming to shore, and surviving the Russian wilderness without equipment and alone for three days. In this clip, he looks every bit the product of that grueling, sunless existance he's been leading. But happy - there's nothing but pure joy in his eyes the whole time. Despite the constant taunting of the international press, being away from everything he's known and loved, working harder than he had since joining *NSYNC, he was living the dream no one thought he'd ever even have a chance at - that kind of confidence with his ability to make it happen is rare and admirable.
Happy Lance Month, kids.
Oh yeah, and around that time I probably still had compunctions about RPS fic. Heh. Which brings me to my first recommendation:
Too Many People Out of Love by Sandy
Justin paused and said, "My boyfriend was telling me once he was a telemarketer and that's pretty socially frowned-upon, too. It's probably more looked down on than whoring, so, it could be worse."
Lance tugged at the cuffs of his shirt and thought Chris would probably kill him if he ever found out that Lance's first thought had been 'who's the boyfriend.' He wondered how long Justin had been thinking Lance was his boyfriend. Lance felt like a complete asshole.
The producer leaned forward and said, "Your boyfriend? Was it hard, how did you tell him?"
Justin smiled for the first time since they had sat down and Lance wanted to crawl into the nearest hole. Justin said, "We, uh. I first met him when I was working a party, so he knew before we ever hooked up. He's totally cool with everything." Lance shoved his hands in his pocket and decided he would tell Chris so Chris would give him the ass-kicking he deserved.
Technically Justin's story, but it's Lance who changes and grows and buys a reality clue along the way. One of the first stories I ever read in the fandom and one of only a handful I've read more than once. It makes me cry a little every time. The hooker AU/backstory trend is fascinating, and Sandy pulled it off so convincingly, in her matter-of-fact style that has me alternately nodding with incredulity and tearing at my hair in frustration. I love how they're all still readily recognizable as themselves. I love that Justin remains sweet despite everything and Lance isn't the lovesick puppy. I love this story, as if it needed to be said.
From the Access Hollywood segment aired August 28th, 2002 about Lance's zero-G training in what is (affectionately) known as the vomit comet. At this point, I had barely discovered *NSYNC, could only mostly tell the boys apart, and didn't even know any popstar was trying to go into space much less that it was this gooberliciously dorky, adorable boy. This was the footage that cemented his spot as my favorite. He undertook moving across an ocean and two continents to one of the most desolate, frozen parts of the world for a three-month crash course in astrophysics, spacecraft navigation, learning an entirely new language, and orbital flight training that included being dropped into the Black Sea, swimming to shore, and surviving the Russian wilderness without equipment and alone for three days. In this clip, he looks every bit the product of that grueling, sunless existance he's been leading. But happy - there's nothing but pure joy in his eyes the whole time. Despite the constant taunting of the international press, being away from everything he's known and loved, working harder than he had since joining *NSYNC, he was living the dream no one thought he'd ever even have a chance at - that kind of confidence with his ability to make it happen is rare and admirable.
Happy Lance Month, kids.
Oh yeah, and around that time I probably still had compunctions about RPS fic. Heh. Which brings me to my first recommendation:
Too Many People Out of Love by Sandy
Justin paused and said, "My boyfriend was telling me once he was a telemarketer and that's pretty socially frowned-upon, too. It's probably more looked down on than whoring, so, it could be worse."
Lance tugged at the cuffs of his shirt and thought Chris would probably kill him if he ever found out that Lance's first thought had been 'who's the boyfriend.' He wondered how long Justin had been thinking Lance was his boyfriend. Lance felt like a complete asshole.
The producer leaned forward and said, "Your boyfriend? Was it hard, how did you tell him?"
Justin smiled for the first time since they had sat down and Lance wanted to crawl into the nearest hole. Justin said, "We, uh. I first met him when I was working a party, so he knew before we ever hooked up. He's totally cool with everything." Lance shoved his hands in his pocket and decided he would tell Chris so Chris would give him the ass-kicking he deserved.
Technically Justin's story, but it's Lance who changes and grows and buys a reality clue along the way. One of the first stories I ever read in the fandom and one of only a handful I've read more than once. It makes me cry a little every time. The hooker AU/backstory trend is fascinating, and Sandy pulled it off so convincingly, in her matter-of-fact style that has me alternately nodding with incredulity and tearing at my hair in frustration. I love how they're all still readily recognizable as themselves. I love that Justin remains sweet despite everything and Lance isn't the lovesick puppy. I love this story, as if it needed to be said.
