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litsasecret.dreamwidth.org
Oct. 19th, 2010 11:05 pm (UTC)
Re: Second fill
Omg, I've written it okay. IT'S SO FREEING!!! And plus, it's still technically Lambliff!

YAY WEDDINGS I LOVE WEDDINGS! DRINKS ALL AROUND!
valress
Oct. 19th, 2010 11:11 pm (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy/Neal Tiemann tattoo porn
this... This... THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! OMFG! THISSSSSSSS...

Yes I want this... PLEASE...Hell I may write it myself... but... YES
(Anonymous)
Oct. 20th, 2010 02:46 am (UTC)
Re: Adam/Kurt
Not the OP, but holy shit, even though this never occurred to me (just any 2 out of the 3), now I want it like burning.
(Anonymous)
Oct. 20th, 2010 02:51 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Birthday Sex
OP HERE AND HOLY FUCK THANK YOU FOR WRITING THIS \o/

I...um...c-can I get back to you later?


I have some unfinished ~business with my bunk.
litsasecret.dreamwidth.org
Oct. 20th, 2010 02:57 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Birthday Sex
I guess I was just in a porny mood today, so you're welcome!

And take your time, love. These boys deserve to be savored!
(Anonymous)
Oct. 20th, 2010 04:03 am (UTC)
Adam/Tommy Schmoopy AU
Young (around 18 or so) Adam & Tommy. Not-so-fabulous-yet!Adam gets a crush on Tommy and starts getting guitar lessons from him as an excuse to see him more often. Adam can't quite get the hang of it at all (read: he's terrible), but Tommy doesn't care, because he ~likes Adam, too, and Adam has that voice...

And it all turns schmoopy and romantic.
(Anonymous)
Oct. 20th, 2010 06:23 am (UTC)
Here In The Dark, 12/??
Tommy knows here is not the place to do this. Anyone could hear them. But it's been coming for days, especially after tonight, and he's tired of not doing anything. So finally he corners Adam in the little room they've been given to dress in, waiting on purpose until Adam's only half-dressed and can't walk off.

"What the fuck was that?" Not exactly friends, Romans, countrymen as openers go, but Tommy's not going for eloquent. Adam doesn't hold grudges—usually—but Adam still hasn't said a word to him, and now, as Adam toes into a sandal, Tommy sees only a bare flicker of eyes.

"Hmm?"

"Making me suck your fucking finger onstage," Tommy spits out. "That's not how that's supposed to go."

"Just mixing it up." Adam pulls on a T-shirt, and Tommy could scream.

"Just being an asshole," Tommy corrects. "I want to know what happened to asking me first."

"You said you didn't care in November."

"Yeah, because in November you were fucking petrified," Tommy answers. "There's a difference between getting carried away and—"

"Why the hell does it matter, Tommy?"

"Because it's basic fucking respect!" Tommy answers, and yeah, now he's yelling, because he caught the look on Adam's face right before there was a hand blocking him, trying to command him, and like Tommy told Neil: he's not Adam's bitch. He won't be commanded. "You don't own me, Adam!"

"And you could bother hanging with me when we're not working or fucking, the way you used to, too, but that's not going to happen, is it?" Adam asks, not yelling yet but definitely raising his voice, yeah, by the time they're done the entire crew is going to know about this.

"I spent one day not on your bus because we had somebody new with us and you're freaking out!"

"I had no idea where you were until I called Monte—"

"I'm not a toddler, Adam, Jesus, I can take care of myself!" Tommy remembers Neil telling him this is how Adam cares and pushes the idea to the side. It'd be one thing if he were sixteen and Adam's legal obligation, but he's almost twenty-nine years old, thanks, he can decide which bus to catch, and he says so.

Adam slides on a ring, looking into the makeshift makeup mirror before turning toward the door. "I'll see you in Singapore."

"You know something, Adam?" Tommy asks, even though he knows he won't get an answer. Adam's too convinced he's right, that Tommy has some kind of obligation to report his every move. "Fuck you."

Adam walks out.
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"You must have it, it was in your hand when we got on the plane—"

"I know, but it's not here, Sasha!" Tommy riffles through his bag, painfully aware they have two minutes until they board. Beside him, Adam looks over at the little side-pocket on Tommy's bag before pulling the zip.

"You're sure you didn't stick it in here?"

Tommy's iPod falls out, tangled up in its earbuds, and the remains of his pretzels land on top. No passport, and there's the boarding call. Tommy feels something cold grab his guts and twist.

"Get out of here." He looks up and sees Adam's eyes, scared, pleading with him to say it was all a joke. If only he could. "You can get another bassist if I can't get there. But there's only one you to sing."

"Tommy—"

"Adam, he's right, we've got to go," Cam tells him, and shoots Tommy an apologetic look. Tommy wishes he could tell her it's okay, there's no reason for them all to be stuck here wasting time and money because of his stupid fuckup, but then he sees Adam's eyes in the edge of his vision again and can't.

"There's an exchange counter by baggage claim, I saw the sign," Adam says, and folds Tommy's hand around a couple of bills before Tommy can object. "Try to get the next plane."

"I will." Tommy glances at the sign that says "FINAL BOARDING CALL" and wishes he had the guts to just kiss Adam goodbye in the middle of the airport. Then Brooke leans on the wall next to him, rummaging in her own bag, hiding Tommy from the view of anybody who's not standing right at the gate, and Tommy holds two fingers to his lips before touching them to Adam's.

"I'll see you in Singapore," he says, and Brooke finds whatever she needed so badly and shoves off.

Adam looks over his shoulder as he disappears into the boarding corridor. Tommy waves.

And wishes he was by Adam's side.
neednotwant
Oct. 20th, 2010 06:29 am (UTC)
Re: Here In The Dark, 12/??
AGH <333333333
(Anonymous)
Oct. 20th, 2010 06:48 am (UTC)
Re: Here In The Dark, 12/??
I love this so much. Can't wait for more!
etharei
Oct. 20th, 2010 06:49 am (UTC)
Re: Here In The Dark, 12/??
NNNGGGHHHHH IT'S LIKE MY GUTS ARE BEING PULLED OUT AND I LOOOVE IT ♥
(Anonymous)
Oct. 20th, 2010 06:51 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: 2/?
Where did you go? I hope you plan to post more :)
matertenebrarum
Oct. 20th, 2010 06:52 am (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy/Neal Tiemann tattoo porn
GIMME
neednotwant
Oct. 20th, 2010 09:25 am (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy/Neal Tiemann tattoo porn
like oh my god i love you.



(Anonymous)
Oct. 20th, 2010 09:49 am (UTC)
Here In The Dark, 13/??
Neil's the one waiting when Tommy finally sprints out the door into Singapore, hauling his bag and ready to drop.

"You got through okay?" Neil asks, and Tommy holds up his temporary.

"I've got to go to the courthouse when I go home," he says. "But they'll have one waiting for me. I just have to pick it up."

"Good," Neil comments, and pulls out his phone to call what Tommy assumes must be the taxi service. "Adam might be sleeping when we get to the hotel. Lucky bastard. We're right next to the F-1 track."

"He can sleep through that?" Tommy's a little surprised; sleep has never been Adam's response to stress, and he's not a particularly sound sleeper.

"He had a panic attack because he got a text from you that said somebody couldn't help and apparently he's never heard of cut-off texts before," Neil answers. "I gave him a Xanax."

Tommy raises his eyebrows. This is something else he's never heard of Adam doing. "Did he know what they were?"

"It was in his juice. He didn't know I gave it to him."

"Neil!"

"Preach at me when you're the one watching him trying to breathe," Neil says. "The last time I saw him have one was when Brad was in a car accident and they wouldn't let Adam see him. It's not like I walk around drugging him every single day of his life."

"So you just happened to have them on you."

"No, I got a scrip when I joined the tour because I know the way Adam stresses," Neil corrects, before holding out his arm to wave down the taxi speeding toward them. "If he's awake he'll probably be pretty out of it." He opens the door, then turns back to Tommy. "I don't know what was up with you two at the fair, but let me tell you something. You've got the right to tell him you don't think it's going to work out, if that's what you think and you can do it like a human being. But if you tell him that today—"

"You'll fuck me up," Tommy interrrupts. "You don't have to go all papa bear on me."

"I won't fuck you up, I'll talk to Lane about replacing you." Neil's face is stone. "And if I can't do that, I will make the next three months a living hell for you. Got it?"

Tommy takes a breath. He wasn't planning on telling Adam any such thing, but Neil still has a way of scaring the fuck out of people when he resorts to threats. "Got it," he finally says. "And I'm sorry for bitching at you."

"You don't have to kiss my ass, I just don't want you wrecking this for him over some shitty argument," Neil tells him, as he slides into the taxi. "It'd be like giving some kid a bike with a puppy in the basket for Christmas and then they find Santa dead in the chimney."

"Classy," Tommy remarks, tossing his bag in at his feet. "I wasn't going to tell him I don't think it's not going to work anyway."

"If you can't just kiss and make up, fake it until the day after tomorrow, would you? Let him have his one big romantic night and all that shit before you do any serious talking unless he brings it up first."

Tommy actually feels his mouth twitch. "I didn't know you were into that."

"I'm not. But he is. That's where we're staying." Neil points out a high-rise building, sighs, then broods as they head over an overpass toward the hotel. Tommy's glad for the silence, trying to prepare for what he might find at the hotel if Adam's awake, and then they're there and there is no more preparing.

Tommy's not surprised to see Adam in the lobby with Brooke and Cam, but even after Neil's description Tommy's surprised to see Adam's eyes, puffy and so red Tommy has to wonder if Adam actually broke a blood vessel crying. Someone apparently managed to push him into a shower, because his hair's damp and freshly-brushed, but even washed and in clean clothes Tommy can see what Adam must have looked like shaking and freaking out, fuck you very much with a side of fuck-your-mother, 160-character limit and dead phone, and Tommy literally feels his heart break. He pulls Adam into a hug, feels Adam's arms lock tight around his waist until the embrace they're in nearly swallows Tommy whole. Adam's mumbling something into Tommy's hair that Tommy can't catch, and all he can do is stroke Adam's back with one hand and sway gently with him in the middle of the lobby. If this is what he's like while he's drugged out, Tommy thinks, maybe Neil was right.
(Anonymous)
Oct. 20th, 2010 10:08 am (UTC)
OP
OH MY GOD. ON A STICK.


THAT WAS FUCKING GLORIOUS.


I just. The snark. And the constant using of Leila as a weapon. And Adam fist-fighting oh my god that was fucking amazing. Also the Lambert boys rolling around on the ground beating the living daylights out of each other should not be so fucking hot

And. Just.



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Your Neil is fucking incredible. *SO bookmarking. SO TOTALLY bookmarking.*

I wish I had more coherent words. Or that I could copy/paste my favourite lines back at you, but that'd be the whole fic, so that'd kind of defeat the point. Except for the "And Bush's. But Neil was spiteful enough to leave that out." bit. THAT WAS JUST SO FUCKING. YES.



TL;DR: I, uh, might've liked it? Just a little? Yeah, just a bit.
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