Yesterday Upon the Stair

Fandom: American Idol RPF
Pairing(s): Adam/Brad
Rating: Adult
Warning(s): drug use

Comments: Written for queenbitchfest based on the David Bowie song, "Man Who Sold the World." The title comes from the poem "Antigonish" by William Hughes, which is thought to be the inspiration for the song. Many thanks to the amazing and brilliant yeats, who not only ran the challenge, but also provided me with a fuckton of canon info when I didn't have time to properly stalk. Thanks also to mistresscurvy, emylina, and wutendeskind, who provided me with much-needed encouragement when I was in sheer crisis mode. And finally, thanks to all the pot I smoked, without which this fic would neither be possible nor have an ending. I still can't believe the ending makes sense, but I'm grateful it does.

Summary: This story will be about a man who figures out that he's much happier without the complications of falling in love, because he himself is so awesome that he doesn't need anyone else to make him feel like a worthwhile human being. Also, because it's a fuck of a lot less painful, but Brad doesn't feel like discussing that portion of tonight's program. Not that he's projecting or anything. It's all fiction in the end.

( Yesterday upon the stair, I saw a man who wasn't there. )

this is a sacred, ass-free zone
a series of unrelated drabbles that i was surprisingly sober while writing

Notes: I took drabble requests a few days ago. I've written about half of them; basically, the ones I had immediate ideas for. I will continue to work on the others, but I really need to start my fic for aificathon, so it might be a while before the rest of the requests get filled. For now, enjoy... this. In which there is MPREG, drag, tentacles, feathers, and the word 'fingering' way more times than I have ever written it previously (sober).

for wendy: "How about an outtake from your awesome Lance/Justin MPREG?"

( There's just no way he could be pregnant, even if it was like, medically possible or whatever. His voice is way too low for him to ever get knocked up. )

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for mistresscurvy: "Drabble prompt: Adam/Kris, the outfit Adam is rocking above."

( Adam never watches him sleep and has yet to impregnate him with a half-vampire psychic super fetus capable of communicating from the womb, but still. )

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for wutendeskind: "Adam/Kris - WATCHING PROJECT RUNWAY"

( You probably don't even know who Tim Gunn is. That's like, the saddest fucking thing I've ever heard. )

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for cabayuki: "pickle, Adam/Kris or Adam/Cassidy; I'll let you decide ;)"

( Pirates get scurvy, right? Pirates are sexy. Therefore, pickles are the perfect food. )

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for sylum_tru: "AJ/Nick: not necessarily pairing, but I want them to please be mocking JC and his failcatness (and possibly having heard The Cab sing and wonder how the lead singer sounds SO MUCH like JC) like seriously"

( BJ could probably produce a better song than the demo AJ just played them, and she can't boil water without lighting her hair on fire, so that's saying something. )

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for moonmelody: "Adam/Brad, feather"

( He knows exactly what he wants and how to get it, and right now he wants to dress Adam up like the burliest anime school girl ever and film himself fucking Adam with a novelty tentacle-shaped strap-on, wearing nothing but Adam's black feather ruff and a Britney Pink wig. )

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for buildyourwalls: "Give me a Brad/Adam when Brad realized he was madly in love with Adam."

( Brad Bell, Virgin Drama Geek, ceases to exist in the real world and can only be found on page one-ninety-eight of the 2004 Lake Highlands High yearbook. )

Okay you guys. I know a lot of you are like, "Dear Andrea, please to be shutting the eff up about Adam Lambert now, okay? The competition is OVER." But I'm sorry, you guys, I don't think this is going to go away. And I will tell you why. It's because of things like this:



This is a picspam, people. It is filled with GAY. It is filled with guys being gay and doing gay shit because they ARE gay and they genuinely want to fuck each other, instead of being all Katy Perry about it for the benefit of making bank. If you're still not sure about this Adam Lambert guy or why I like him, please to be clicking the cut.

( Mostly Adam/Brad, some just Adam, some just Brad, all awesome. Possibly NSFW due to extreme hotness and sex with mic stands. )

The Rescue Blues

Fandom: AI8
Pairing: Kris/Adam
Rating: Adult

Comments: Many many MANY thanks to miss_begonia and madame_d for their help and patience with this story, and for fixing my many grammatical errors and plot holes. Written for the stori_telling challenge with the prompt Married to A Stranger: Jaclyn Smith plays an amnesiac who thinks she's only 16. Now she must decide between pursuing a dream to travel Europe or staying with her hubby and kid whom she doesn't even recognize! This story does not contain Jaclyn Smith or, well, most of the elements of that movie, but there is amnesia. And anarchists. I owe a debt of gratitude to callmesandy, who wrote the best amnesia fic ever, Your Life Is Now, and from which I had to concentrate very hard on not stealing. Also, there is a music mix in case you want to listen while you read.

Warnings: Recreational drug use, alcohol, and sex.

Summary: He was twenty-two years old, and the only thing he knew about himself for sure was that he was never getting on a motorcycle again, but he kind of wanted to write a song about it. He could already hear the melody in his head. Kris gets lost, and Adam finds him. An amnesia AU. OR IS IT.

( The thing about amnesia is that the person Kris knows least about is always himself. )

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the continuing saga in: part 2

recs: american idol is awesome, your argument is invalid

So, many of you know that I've been watching American Idol for several years now. I watched the first season kind of randomly... I was in college at the time so it was more like I caught some episodes and I watched Kelly win. I saw enough to wonder where the Guy Who Isn't Seacrest was when I started watching it again during grad school, which was (I think) S4. Whichever one was the Bo Bice year. I resisted, but my roommates at the time (lecksee and stellaface were determined to pull me out from under my pop-culture rock. And then I met Jacob while visiting dazifudo in Austin that April, and that sort of forced me to watch it, so I could understand his recaps.

Anyway, blah blah, I've been watching for a while. And I've never really gotten that into it. I enjoy it. But I fast forward through the people I don't like and sometimes I leave the room during the judges' comments because they annoy me one way or another. I would say until this season, I was more of a casual watcher. I admit, I did consider going to Idols Live during the Ace/Daughtry/Bo/Constantine season because, I mean... ACE. But then I didn't, because even I am not that lame. Until, apparently, now.

Fucking Lambert. He ruined my cool. I'm even starting to like his version of 'No Boundaries.' Yeah, I'm doomed. With that in mind, have some recs, and share my fate.

Note: most of these are probably already on other recs lists. But I like to actually say something about why I liked a fic and what it's about when I rec something. And I think I can honestly say that most of you who read my fic or my journal regularly will really love these fics, even knowing next to nothing about American Idol.

( american idol 8 fic I think is good that you should read now so I have people to talk to about this. )

Yes, I made a mix. Because that's what I do. I made this when I was writing Wizard Not Included and I suppose this could be considered the soundtrack to that, except in my brain, Adam and Brad totally get back together, because YES.

everything zen


( It's gonna be a hard candy Christmas. )

Um, you guys. There's a new Cheeks video. He wants to be famous. Like... green filters, one night in, well, Cheeks famous.


Original Video- More videos at TinyPic


It's funny. And yet. Also? I will be in my bunk. I am not ashamed to admit that.

ETA: HE TOTALLY DOES LOOK LIKE WINONA RYDER OMG.

ETA2: He's totally channeling Blair Waldorf, y/y? "It's disgusting.."

ETA3: NEW LINK, WORKING VIDEO.

I just need to say, a whole muscle relaxer >>>> half. High now. For reals.

Everyone should watch this please:



Kris Allen is a sassy bitch. I really heart him.

Now, internet, please stop embarrassing me by proxy by replying to certain Internet Quasi-Famous People on twitter with your childhood trauma and/or desire for them to kiss and make up with ex-boyfriends. I understand the desire, BELIVE ME I DO, but the 4th wall is there for a reason, and that is so that I can keep writing about these people without feeling guilty and creepy about it.

Thank you. Love, Me.

PS - Someone put drugs in my drugs, for real this time. Seriously! I never knew a whole pill could make me feel so fuuuuucked. I've always just taken half but my shoulder was like DYING and giving me a headache and like even my teeth hurt omg. Now I still have a headache but it doesn't matter as less. Time for passing out now, yes.