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Title: This is not the fic you're looking for
Pairing: Cheeks/OMC, Adam/Tommy
Words: 2020
Rating: R
The Obvious: I do not know any of the people whose public personas are used in this story and neither believe nor mean to imply this actually happened.
A/N: There is a tradition in Bandom (and probably other fandoms, but that's where I've read it) of Not!Fic, and I really wanted to try writing some. Not sure how successful I was, but I had fun. Also, this stems from a conversation I had with bexless.
Summary: Don't Ask, Don't Tell gets repealed and Brad "Cheeks" Bell starts dating a Marine. Sutan marries his boyfriend, and Adam and Tommy stop for a quickie on the way to the reception. IDEK.

( This is not the fic you're looking for )

Also extremely happy-making are the v-gifts I've gotten recently. Thank you all so much; I'm sorry I've been remiss at letting you know how they brightened my days ♥

Cheeks made a vid about the repeal of Prop 8, which is both hilarious and sadly true (at least to my experience). It also has an important message.



The hearteyes I have for this man, though. Seriously. And he's doing a performance with Tom Lenk (Andrew from Buffy) written by Jane Espensen (writer of too much awesome to list) and I really want to go! It could kind of be done on my way home from Atlanta to see Adam, but I'm not sure if I can do the flights that way without it costing a fortune. Thinking of it, though. It was so worth it to go down for the Laramie Project performance last year.

as a TOTALLY random aside: I am in De Smet, South Dakota, aka "The Little Town on the Prairie." It's totally surreal. Laura Ingalls and her family almost froze and starved to death about a quarter of a mile from where I am now sitting and making use of the hotel's free wifi, with a/c blasting. THIS HURTS MY BRAIN.

I have been in an icon-making frenzy the last couple of days. I have fifty icons here, and I didn't even get to most of the pictures from the promo tour that I was actually planning on making icons of when I started this. That will have to be another batch ;) After I do some writing though. I'm starting to miss it.

Adam Lambert and his band...

Preview:


( plus a few bonus people )

I was having internet issues last night and LJ was having LJ issues, and I didn't post my end-of-the-month fic roundup. But here it is on May Day instead. (speaking of May Day, omg SO CUTE. Yesterday a whole class of kindergartners showed up with a little paper cone of flowers for me for May Day! I remember doing that when I was in kindergarten. They were PRECIOUS.)

My Bubble Dreams Jensen/Jensen's right hand, featuring Jensen Ackles/Adam Lambert, Jensen/Adam/Jared. NC-17 2400 words. Brunch and masturbation. Or: Jensen hates his life. ... At least there's bacon.

Snake Eyes and Déjà Vu Jensen/Adam NC-17 5500 words. "Some of Sandy's friends have a gig at a dive in the Valley tomorrow night and she said we'd go. You've gotta come with."

Crack it Open Adam/Tommy Ratliff R 750 words. It looked like a giant white jello shot.

The Night I met Drew Barrymore Brad Bell/Johnny Weir/Adam Lambert, Adam/Brad R 1200 words. Except later Brad somehow ends up in a corner of Adam's dressing room straddling Johnny Weir's lap.

Now I'm going to go flail some more about the fact that I have tickets to see Adam in Atlantic City!

oh! and plus, there was that whole thing where I finished my thesis!!!! :D

Title: The Night I Saw Drew Barrymore
Pairing: RPS— Brad Bell/Johnny Weir/Adam Lambert, Brad/Johnny, Brad/Adam
Rating: R
Words: ~1200
The Obvious: I do not know any of the people mentioned and neither believe nor mean to imply this ever happened or ever will.
A/N: Written as part of the GLAAD Gift Bag challenge over at AO3
Summary: Except later Brad somehow ends up in a corner of Adam's dressing room straddling Johnny Weir's lap.


( The Night I Saw Drew Barrymore )

Title: The Night I Saw Drew Barrymore
Pairing: RPS— Brad Bell/Johnny Weir/Adam Lambert, Brad/Johnny, Brad/Adam
Rating: R
Words: ~1200
The Obvious: I do not know any of the people mentioned and neither believe nor mean to imply this ever happened or ever will.
A/N: Written as part of the GLAAD Gift Bag challenge over at AO3
Summary: Except later Brad somehow ends up in a corner of Adam's dressing room straddling Johnny Weir's lap.

( The Night I Saw Drew Barrymore )