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Oct. 18th, 2010 12:07 am (UTC)
Re: Make him shine...

Oct. 18th, 2010 12:08 am (UTC)
Re: Make him shine...
This is so fucking cute xD Yes! Douse Neil with glitter!!!!
Oct. 18th, 2010 12:48 am (UTC)
Re: Want Your Hex: 16/16 (<-- seriously?)
Thank you!

And: very carefully. That's why it took so long.
Oct. 18th, 2010 12:53 am (UTC)
Yay, one of my prompts finally got filled! I was kind of hoping for an actual fic, though . . . I thought the potential for shenanigans (onstage and offstage) was seriously huge with this prompt and was hoping to actually see them.

Thanks, though!
Oct. 18th, 2010 12:58 am (UTC)
Re: OP
LOL I was thinking about expanding it, I had to get the drabble out of my brain. It was clogging everything up. But I see the potential for many escapades in which they have to hunt Neil down and glitter him up... I will expand this and when I am done will link it here. Thank you though, sorry it's not longer
Oct. 18th, 2010 01:27 am (UTC)
Re: OP
(SHIT nobody saw that LJLogin fail . . . NOBODY, I tell you)

I was considering adding that I'd love to see onstage/soundcheck shenanigans and sweetness (not to mention Neil Dealing With Fangirls), because I can totally see Neil doing stuff like riffing the keyboard and playing something silly when Adam introduces him (not to mention ADAM'S intro would doubtless be fucking gold), but then I started to be afraid it'd be even less likely to be filled, so I guess it's nobody's fault but my own.
Oct. 18th, 2010 01:32 am (UTC)
Re: OP
I didn't see it... :D I want to add to my drabble, i just have so much on my plate right now, but eventually I hope to
Oct. 18th, 2010 07:00 am (UTC)
While sharing a room one night, Tommy asks Adam if he misses having a boyfriend. Adam replies, "No, but I do miss cuddling."'

sappy prompt is sappy. But I'd love so see them cuddling and just talking about nothing. :)
Oct. 18th, 2010 09:08 am (UTC)
Here In The Dark, 8/??
Tommy's pretty sure Adam talked to the crew about teasing him, because in the next two weeks Tommy doesn't hear a word. It should probably make him nervous, but it doesn't; he's just grateful, especially when he gravitates back to the crew bus for three days. He's not quite sure what to do with the memory of Adam snuggled around him like he was born to fit into that specific pair of arms.

Then Longineu leaves and Isaac joins up, understandably a little freaked out by the tight show logistics and even, Tommy thinks, a little freaked by Adam's crazy enthusiasm. Tommy invites him for a several-hour vacation on Elm Street on the bus between cities, and in between shouting at the girls to not have sex and demolishing several too many bags of popcorn, they talk about Isaac's family and Tommy's old job and gigs they've both had, and eventually that leads to Tommy trying to reassure Isaac that he hasn't signed onto a total crazyhouse.

"You guys are awesome," Isaac protests. "I've just . . . never played for crowds this big before."

"Me either," Tommy says. "None of us have except Adam, and he told me in bed the other night—"

Tommy freezes, and Isaac glances away from . "He told you what?"

Tommy decides if Isaac's going to act like he didn't say it, he'll play along. "Most of these crowds are huge even for him, and he did the Idol tour. We're pretty much all first-timers."

Isaac smiles and hits play on the remote. "You guys never seem to get stage fright or anything, though."

Tommy can't help it—he laughs. "I thought Adam was gonna pass out backstage at the AMAs. I had bruises the next day where he was holding my hand."


"Seriously." Tommy holds out his hand, as though the bruises should still be visible. "I had to stretch my hand before I could play. Hurt like hell."

Isaac's mouth twitches. "Was that what that was all about? Kissing it better?"

It takes Tommy a second. Then he snorts laughter. "He doesn't know. Adam's got this thing about hurting people even if it's by accident and I . . . " He shrugs. "Just never really saw a reason to tell him."

Isaac nods and returns his attention to the movie. "Hey, don't light him on fire—!" He sighs. "You ever notice you can see a movie a thousand times—"

"—and still hope it's got a different ending," Tommy finishes. "Only every time someone makes me watch that shitty House on Haunted Hill remake. They just don't make them like Hitchcock anymore."

The bus comes to a stop, and as the car on the screen takes off in a cloud of teenage screams Adam pokes his head in.

"Glitter?" he asks, and Tommy raises his eyebrows.

"Adam, you don't need glitter for an interview."

"No, but I want glitter for this interview."

Tommy sighs and rolls his eyes and heaves himself off the couch, finding his bag in stowage and rummaging through it. "You seriously stopped the buses to get glitter?"

"No, we stopped because Alex had to take a piss," Adam answers. "If we'd stopped when I needed glitter you would've been bitching because I interrupted your torrid affair with—" he glances at the screen. "Jason Vorhees?"

"Freddy Krueger. And don't lie and tell me you're not busy having a torrid affair with Jack Dawson on your bus, because I'll call you a liar."

"You just don't know how to appreciate naked Leonardo DiCaprio," Adam says, sticking out his tongue and catching the glitter container when Tommy tosses it. "Even when he's paired up with naked Kate Winslet. And I am not." He glances down at the glitter container, making a passing show at pretending to be embarrassed, but Tommy can see the smile twitching on the corners of his mouth. "I'm having a torrid affair with Johnny Depp and twelve hundred women. As long as I'm over here do you have that lip gloss you borrowed?"

"Don Juan whatever?" Tommy finds the gloss and walks it over. "That's worse than Titanic."

"Admit it, you're just jealous because you didn't think to describe sex that way first."

"Admit it, you only like it because it's got Johnny Depp in a roleplay mask."

Adam flicks him off, but he's grinning when he does it. Tommy shakes his head and reboards the bus as Adam walks off, and Isaac hands him the remote to hit play on the next disc.

"So how long have you guys been together?"

Oct. 18th, 2010 09:33 am (UTC)
Re: Here In The Dark, 8/??

Oct. 18th, 2010 09:36 am (UTC)
Re: Here In The Dark, 8/??
OMG SHIT'S GETTING REAL. I love how Tommy's all nervous and uptight about their ~relationship while everyone else is pretty calm and matter-of-fact about it, because that totally works for this premise. Thanks for the bonding time with Isaac, I adore their bromance. I also love the interaction with Adam because it lets the reader see their close friendship, which always tends to get overshadowed by the sexual component of the relationship in fics.

Oct. 18th, 2010 09:37 am (UTC)
Re: Filled!
UNF jealous!Adam. I liked how Tommy still trusted Adam not to go too far when he was angry and that Adam was able to acknowledge he overreacted mid-way through and the tone shifted away from angry!sex at the end.
Oct. 18th, 2010 10:29 am (UTC)
Re: Filled!

Oct. 18th, 2010 11:34 am (UTC)
Here In The Dark, 9/??
Tommy feels his fingers clench down on the remote. "We're not. I mean, we—I'm not—" But that's a coward's answer, a copout, a lie, and before he even says it he can see Adam's face in his mind, the way it would look if he found out Tommy just denied it all: the parted lips trembling on the edge of a question, the confused eyebrows. The eyes. Hurt in those brilliant blue eyes that sparkle like they've never seen hurt, overlaid like a discordant countermelody, nails on a tin pan over Stairway to Heaven. And Tommy takes a deep breath. "I'm not sure I'm ready to go there. We're just kind of . . . trying it out. You know, to see . . . ?"

"If you're bi?"

"No, if—" Tommy looks down at the remote. "Yeah. If I'm bi."

"Cool," Isaac says, and reaches for another handful of popcorn. "He seems like he'd be a pretty cool boyfriend."

"He's an anal-retentive perfectionist who spent ten years getting his ass kicked by the world and still hasn't figured out that's supposed to hurt you," Tommy answers. "I don't—"

"And you're still trying it?" Isaac asks. Then he grins. "You've got a thing for him."

"I do not, I—" The buses pull in, and Adam scrambles in and drops two T-shirts and the remains of Tommy's glitter into Tommy's lap before his eyes flicker over to Isaac and back.

"Gotta go—see you at soundcheck—ask Monte to set up if I'm late, okay?—don't let the fans eat you—love you—bye!" he rattles off, and after a quick peck on Tommy's cheek he darts off the bus. Isaac raises an eyebrow.

"Hurricane Adam has reached the Florida coast," he comments, and Tommy laughs until his stomach is sore while Lisa pulls Nancy's diary out of the closet and does her recommended reading on Freddy Krueger. Then he looks back at the TV, and the smile disappears. Isaac glances over at him, then reaches for the remote in Tommy's hands and hits the stop button.

"You know, I get the feeling you're making this way harder than it needs to be," he remarks, and Tommy looks at him with the beginnings of a frown. "Do you like him, or don't you?"

"I just told you, I don't know if I—"

"You said you don't know if you're bi," Isaac corrects. "I know people who've dated outside their orientation. Sometimes you meet somebody who just breaks all the boundaries you thought you had with a sledgehammer. So do you or don't you?"

"It's not that easy."

"I told you you're making it way harder than it needs to be. Take this and try actually listening to me, if the new kid on the block is allowed to be bossy." Isaac hands over a beer from the minifridge.

"If the new kid on the block has any good advice, the kid who's been around the block a few times has an ear for it." Tommy cracks the beer and drains a quarter of it at one go. Isaac cracks one of his own and takes a sip.

"Okay, I look at it like this," Isaac says. "If you were just talking about what he means to you with no sex attached—"

"In other words, if he's not Adam," Tommy interrupts. "That pretty much defeats the point."

Isaac offers him a dirty look. "If you were just talking about what he means to you with no having sex attached," he amends. "Living in different places or one of you with a medical condition or something where having actual sex wasn't involved. Would you want to date him?"

Tommy thinks about playing dumb and telling Isaac that's nothing like the tour. Then he thinks about Adam before the AMAs, and the kind of scared, exhilarated smile Adam gave him before they went onstage; thinks about staring at his phone unable to breathe and finally pulling in a great whoosh of air that came out in a loud, spiralling scream that ended against Adam's shoulder, and Adam just stroking his hair while Tommy started to bawl; thinks about some guy in a Tennessee bar taking offence to Tommy's makeup and Adam getting between them; thinks about a night on Adam's bus where Adam was the one crying, not over anything in particular but just homesick for friends and family he hadn't seen in months and it was Tommy holding Adam's hand, instead of the other way around. And finally he nods.

"Yeah," he says, and the words are frightening but liberating at the same