linzeestyle

amayse paid five dollars for 500 words of Lambliff from Tommy's POV (which is what I always write in anyway, so that worked out nicely!), and gave me a bunch of wonderful prompts. From those I chose:

body modification and leggy.

I am going through a...phase...with Adam bottoming. I don't know why. I think I'm going to post this and Hey Pretty to teamlambliff and atom_fic later as a Lambliff Double Feature -- alternately, I'll wait until the third and final of my Lambliff drabbles are done.

In the meantime, have some porn!

Little Rock and Roll
(Adam/Tommy)(NC-17)(1283)

( Fifteen hours before bus call, Adam decides he wants a fucking tattoo. )

kradamite donated for a 5 dollar Kradam story. The promp was "migraine (h/c)." Established relationship, schmoop. Because I can.

Untitled Drabble 1
(Kris/Adam)(954 words)(h/c, schmoop)

( Every light in the house is off when Kris gets home )

At twenty-five thousand words, I am posting this before I lose my mind. I have been calling it the "Kradam House Lights," which is appropriate, I suppose, because this one story is the same length as all three of my bandom House Lights stories. Consider this my obligatory entry into the Futurefic Genre. Now I have sex pollen to write.

The summary was originally a joke, but I have since become so fond of it that it is staying. If you wish to have a soundtrack, I think you should download this song:

Rob Thomas - Years From Now

As it is important.

Title: And Play a Favorite Song
Author: linzeestyle
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Adam Lambert/Kris Allen
Word Count: ~25,000

Summary: Nobody wants to write that song, the break-up song. It's more about knowing what you want after that. In which Kris Allen is Rob Thomas and Adam Lambert is plagued by men.

Disclaimer: This story lies.

Extra: katekat1010 made this gorgeous cover for the story. ♥

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I don't want to be a faded memory
I don't want to be the ghost that you can't shake;
I want to be the real thing.

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( Adam gets a copy of Girls in Movies a week before its street date )

continued in part two

I have nothing to say for myself. Sometimes you are just blindsighted by a new fandom -- and by "new fandom," I mean "sparkly alien from planet Fierce." And then you write 14,000 words of American Idol fic.

/o\ Thanks, tasyfa, for assauging my worry that I'd just be transposing Pete into Adam's skin. And revid, I am going to hold off on harassing you to beta until I get the Kradam House Lights written (this is not what it will actually be). I'll post this to communities tomorrow (where does one post these things?) but for now...done.

And now I have to pack so I can go to Disneyland for my birthday this weekend! :)

Title: like gasoline
Author: Linzee (linzeestyle)
Pairing: Kris Allen/Adam Lambert
Rating: Hard R
Word Count: ~14,000
Disclaimer: This story lies.

Warnings: Infidelity, mentions of drug use. If you googled yourself, your siblings, your spouses or your friends to get here, you know where the back button is.

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Guess you've got it all worked out so far;
you adjust your reason until you see the light from where you are.
(Rob Thomas, "Gasoline")

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( They're five days away from the first date of the tour when It leaks )

continued in part two