23 February 2013 @ 10:39 pm
Prompt: #072 Loyalty  
Title: “Ch Ch Cha changes “
Pairing/Characters: Adam Lambert/Brad Bell, Neil Lambert, Leila Lambert, Lee Cherry, Monte Pitman, OMCs
Rating/Content: R / Minor character death, were on were violence
Word Count: 22 x 100
Beta reader(s): the awesome @aislinntlc

Author's note: This is back story for my series All the Little ‘Weres Asleep in their Den This story takes places 10 years before Adam and Tommy meet. Adam and family (blood and heart) are werewolves. You don’t need to have read any of the existing stories in the series to understand this one.

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09 September 2012 @ 03:21 pm
Title: Himokas Munahirviö
Pairing/Characters: Adam, Neil
Rating (Word Count): G (100)
Warning(s): -
Author's notes: Thanks to @leela_cat for the preread and @moodwriter for the Finnish! ♥ you both!!

"Come on, Adam. You know it's hilarious."

Adam rolls his eyes when Neil bursts into laughter. "Go away, Neil!"

"I'm sure it was a mistake." Chuckles – great snorting guffaws – break up the sentence. "What was that again? Himokas Munahirviö?"

"Fuck off." Adam flops onto the bed. "And, you mangled the accent, dickhead."

"Said it the same way you did."

Adam hears background murmuring. Fuck only knows who Neil has with him.

"What's it mean, Adam? Not sure I trust Google's translation."

Groaning, Adam buries his head beneath his pillow. He's never gonna live down calling Sauli a lustful cockmonster. Never.

31 December 2011 @ 06:03 pm
Prompt #015: Hangover Hamburgers  
Title: The Morning After the Night Before
Author: Leela ([personal profile] leela_cat)
Characters: Neil, Adam
Rating: G (for genfic)
Word Count: 100
Content/Warning(s): Humor (I hope)
Author's notes: Written for [community profile] glam_100, prompt #015: Hangover Hamburgers. Many thanks to [personal profile] florida_minxie for the beta.

Neil's head is pounding. The bus reeks of last night's party: tequila, beer, and something disgusting that catches at his throat and makes his stomach roil.

"Neil," Adam whines. "Close the fucking sun."

Shoving Adam's feet off one end of the couch, Neil sits down, opens his bag, and breathes in the scent of greasy beef and fried onions.

"You have a hamburger," Adam says, rising out of a tangle of blankets. "Gimme."

"Get your own hangover cure. This one's mine."


"And yet Mom loves me best." Neil smirks at him then takes a big bite of his burger.
Current Mood: hopeful
18 September 2011 @ 07:37 am
Prompt #001: On The Bus (no sex)  
Prompt #001: On The Bus (no sex)

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Ready, set… GO! Just save the sex until another time. ;-)