two mutton pills and a stein of mead

So it appears Lance's pet name for his fiancée is 'Turkey', which is about as face-meltingly adorable as it gets. And thus I am torn, 'cos I've been hearing all these vague fan murmurings over the last week or so, things about how Michael is shady and golddigger-y and quite possibly the second coming of Reichen ("The Many Loves of Lance, Part 2: The Reichen-ing"! Heh.) and...I don't know. I don't know! I s'pose I'll have to console myself with the idea that none of this is any of my business, in any way, on this planet or any other.

Hurricane by myalexandria is, by my count, the second all-new fic to have been birthed in the sweet, sweet post-reunion afterglow and it's poignant and understated and chock full of baby!Justin goodness. Justin's pretty perceptive, for a kid. Although, sometimes? It really is all about the TrickC. As it should be. (Yes, I'm biased. No, you're not allowed to judge me.) Featuring a sharper, more dangerous Lance than you usually find in Germany-era fics.

Honestly, I think my favorite thing about this story is just that it exists. All this renewed interest in sparkly shenanigans can stick around for a good long while as far as I'm concerned.

Lastly, just to prove I can talk about something other than boybands--don't roll your eyes at me! I can!--here's something that gave me a much needed laugh this week: it seems the creator of the foam finger is none too happy with Miley Cyrus.