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Adommy pt 1It took me by surprise, but I wasn't surprised Adam did it. One moment I had been playing the keyboard singing in tune with the lyrics to "For Your Entertainment" and the next Adam had appeared beside my instrument. His hand was warm against the back of my neck for a moment before he pulled and I willing - but unknowingly - walked right into his awaiting lips.
I couldn't tell if the crowd liked it, hell, I could barely tell myself what had happened. But as soon as Adam had started it, it had ended and I was left standing there shocked with the lingering feel of Adam's lips pressing hard against mine. And then a second later I was back at the keyboard, resuming where I had left off, pretending it never happened for the rest of the performance.
Eventually as the song wound to an end I decided that I hadn't minded the kiss too much despite the fact that Adam had been rather ruthless with it and far too dominant for my own personal liking. As the lights dimmed and the host of the American
Slowly Breaking - Adommy pt2It was as if time had stopped, I felt him freeze up against me and I'm sure if I had pulled back to look at his face it would be a mixture of shock and anguish. Though I didn't pull back, instead I just leaned into him, hiding my face as I started to cry. He seemed to be at a loss for words for he didn't say anything, I was greatful though because, fuck, what could he say? Tell me it was going to be alright, tell me it was all just a bad dream? I wanted to laugh, laugh at my own fucking idiotic behaviour, sure I had just been diagnosed with cancer but, shit, right now I was a mere shadow of the Tommy everyone knew me to be, in any other situation I wouldn't present myself to Adam and ask for some privacy, heck, it was the band, they had a right to know to. It's simple though, I didn't want their pity or their shocked faces imprinted on me for the rest of my miserable life, I don't want to remember Lisa as the annoying brooding mother hen or Monte being the overly worried father, Longin
Adommy MomentAh shit yeah! Tommy thought anxiously, his fingers plucking the strings on his favourite electric blue bass, Adam's voice raising high above the cheering crowd. Playing actual concerts was Tommy's favourite thing about being in the band, he enjoyed the sheer energy and the loud music and above all else the chemistry Adam seemed to have with the crowd, and of course himself.
He strummed almost madly, bobbing his head and bouncing on spot as Adam sang a particularly high note, the drums cutting in and taking over second later. It was moments like these when Adam freely roamed the stage, pausing to rock out with Monte and nod at Longineu before coming over to Tommy.
Tommy grinned, turning slightly on his heel and leaning backward, trusting Adam to support him as he let himself go. He felt Adam free hand slid around his waist, keeping him steady as he continued to pluck the strings of his bass, arching and throwing his head back into Adam's chest, feeling Adam's lips brush against h
Dangerous Secret - Adommy pt3Waking up with Tammy firmly set against him was in a way nerve wracking and surprising but not unpleasant. Adam found the girl rather cute as she slept against him, her cheek pressed to his chest and his arms wrapped around her waist. It was a nice feel to be truthful but by tonight they'd be expected to do much more than just cuddle with each other. Though the morning was young Adam knew there was much to do before the wedding, Tammy would no doubt be whisked away for most of the day until the wedding while he himself would be primped and polished, he also had to learn his wedding vows in just hours time while being dressed and such. But for the moment Adam just wanted to savour the morning, the calm before the storm, holding the girl that he was to marry. Shutting his eyes he allowed himself to drift in and out of sleep, he felt Tammy moving and shifting against him, her leg crawling over his as she adjusted her position. It might have been Adam's half a sleep state but he swore he c
Adommy DrabbleIt was 11pm, pitch dark outside and pouring rain. Tommy was soaked, his clothes wet all the way through, and shivering, his teeth chattering as he paced back and fourth on the abandoned sidewalk. Adam was suppose to have picked him up over an hour ago but to Tommy's disappointment and dismay the black haired singer was no where to be seen. He tried calling Lisa but she hadn't answered and Longineu was out of the city visiting family, Monte was also with family and Tommy didn't want to disturb the guitarist who had been missing his wife and daughter even if it meant freezing his ass outside in the rain for a few more minutes (hopefully the amount of time it would take before Adam did show up).
He stilled some, holding his footing just barely as the cruel winter wind and rain battered his body, actually causing him to sway and take a step back to keep from falling. Tommy was worried, beyond worried, it wasn't like Adam to promise something as simple as picking him up at 9:45pm and then n
Beach Day AdommyAdam blinked as he entered the official 'Adam Lambert Concert Tour Bus', the air conditioned inside made him sigh out in relief. It was hot outside, too hot apparently for Tommy who had left the beach after forty-five minutes of swimming and lounging in the sand with a beer and a bottle of sunscreen. He had told the band that he was going to the bus to cool down and might be out later on, Adam had waited around another hour for Tommy to emerge from the bus, he had wasted away the minutes of waiting by talking with Lisa who was tanning on her stomach or engaging Longineu and Monte in a race to swim to the dock and back the fastest and at one point of time after that had a water fight between all four of them. Now while everyone was just enjoying the heat and sun he had decided to go find Tommy and invite him outside again.
Shutting the tour bus door behind him he padded up the steps, sand falling off his legs and feet as he did so. Peering down the length of the bus he saw what looked l
Adommy -randomly writtenWarning: implied rape/molest. Adommy angst.
"What happened?" Adam asked and Tommy nearly crumbled right then and there.
He opened his mouth, tucked his hands between crossed legs and started to talk quietly, tears seeming to caress his cheeks as they rolled down his face.
Their hands were disgusting - daring to touch him, tease him, provoke him. He struggled against them, trying to escape, needing to escape their sadistic grasp. It was all in vain though.
Tommy shuddered as he glanced up into Adam's sad blue eyes. He couldn't bare it, couldn't bare to tell Adam what he had gone through during his days of playing at random clubs and bars. The days when any amount of money helped. He looked away, lifting a hand to muffle himself, quiet his sobbing. His father had told him you were weak if you allowed yourself to cry in front of another man; right at this moment though Tommy could've cared less. Taking a deep breath he continued, slightly afraid Adam would reject him for the words
SoakedIntoxicating touches mixed with scalding emotion, loud 'glamrock' music and beer had Tommy feeling somewhat overwhelmed. It was Friday night, nearly 12AM and after a rocking party he was a little, just a little, tipsy from the booze he had downed. As he glanced at the clock (it read 11.25PM) he couldn't ignore the moist red covered lips sucking on his collarbone, giving him a nice dark hickey for everyone to see tomorrow. Everybody would assume he had got lucky, as he usually did, with some girl at the party but to be truthful it was no girl who was giving him soft love bites, caressing his hips and murmuring hushed 'I love you's' to him as he laid out on the bed, face up and drowsily starting to ride out the side effects of what was going to be a monstrous hang over.
No, it was no girl. With his half-lidded brown eyes Tommy could just make out a very familiar figure hovering over him. Black hair styled to perfection framing his unmarred smooth face and making his sharp crystal blue ey
Don'tHideYourFeathers - AdommyRun! Escape Kill!
My thoughts are constantly fixed on those three words, simple little words that express so much of my inner feelings and hate towards humanity. Every human, every person that walks into the room in which I am caged looks at me the same way, glares at me, asking me silently with their penetrating eyes and minds why I am what I am. I didn't choose to be this, I didn't want to be shackled and chained to the floor because my eyes are different, a mix of tree brown and fire ember or the fact that I had weird scars all over my body or the little yellow feathers laying flat within my blonde hair and near the base of my neck.
There is one human who doesn't stare at me with pure malice in his face or beautiful blue eyes. In fact I can tell he finds me somewhat fascinating, when he first visited he was shocked to see such a hybrid creature such as myself, mixed blooded vampire, shape shifter and human. But after the initial surprise subsided he saw me for what I am
That Beautiful Boy 1Adommy
I walked down the hall with a brown-haired girl, Brooke I believe her name was, and her friends, telling them about my other life in Los Angeles.
They seemed really interested in getting to know me, especially Brooke. Sure she's pretty, gorgeous actually: chocolate brown eyes; long, wavy, light brown hair; a dazzling smile; and a good figure.
Only problem with her liking me: I'm gay. Most people can tell by the way I dress that I'm not like them and, if it helps any, I was the leader and star of the drama, dance, and choir programs at my old high school.
And now that I was transferred because of bullying, I'm now the new kid at the San Diego School of the Arts.
Brooke and her friends are in my dance class and they offered to show me around the school. "And over there is the heart and soul of the school, particularly the entire music department, and where all of our instrument players go to practice."
Brooke motioned towards a building as she talked that had hi
Weak - Adommy -Oh, my wrists are weak
But if I could lift your body-
out of a crash of the waves,
out of bed or onto me
I am so small compared to him. So fragile. So shy. He, on the other hand, was so open-minded, and out there, like a male Lady GaGa so to speak.
Working too hard gets me acting like a letter;
So, before you tell me you're not worth the worry -
The timid guy I am began crying one night, over nothing really, I just needed to let the tears out. Has that ever happened to you? 'Cause, truthfully, it had been happening a lot lately.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
I like to hurry when I'm wanting you.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that Adam was always involved in the tears. When I got up the strength and courage to tell him, he would be asleep on the couch. I thought of sneaking out there once, but Monte is a light sleeper so I would wake him up and boom! my cover is blown.
Tonight was like most I had that week,
The sky was crystal blue but yet not a single cloud stained its surface. No sign of any rain; it has been as hot as a volcano recently, metaphorically speaking. But at least the heat reminded me that summer was on its way. I could almost taste the holidays. My eyes wandered onto my gang members from the "Black Gang". The Black Gang wore just about anything black we could find- from black lipstick to black metal creepers. As of now, a black and grey stripped hoodie complimented with devil wings drawn on the back, together with some matching skinny pants and converse shoes clung to my body.
Me and my gang were basically the Goths of the school, but don't be fooled we weren't among the populars. We were just as popular as the Geeks. Speaking of popular, my bladder was getting "popular" with urine. "I needa take a dunk!" I waved them off and headed back into the school campus, rushing to one of the nearby toilets. I skidded to a urinal and unzippe
Life of Tommy Joe Ratliff Ch8The Life of Tommy Joe Ratliff
Ch8 "I love You"
Adam and I walked into his hotel room..which now we have to share.. the hotel room was bigger then my apartment itself... and there a bar here.. Adam seen were my eyes were and his face turned full of concered...
"I'm sorry that's here..... I can call room service and get us a diffrent room..."
"No...No..." I said..
"It's alright, I can control myself.."
Adam smiled at me setting his bags down, and grabbed a pair of pajama pants and tank out of it...
"Hmm.." he grunted..
Adam grimaced putting his hands up..
"It's the past don't worry about it.."
I nodded not liking the ajwardbess between us so I layed down on the bed facing the window.. I didn't notice Adam until he was in the bed.. I didn't move... I just stayed there with my eyes closed wishing that all of this mess was just a dream... but it wasn't.. I sighed softly..
Adam inched himself closer to me until his arms were wrapped firmly aro
You Belong With Me ch2You Belong With Me
Chapter 2: Broken
Laying on his bed Adam is attempting to watch T.V., to forget about today...but he couldn't pay attention his mind is racing. He didn't want Tommy to see how upset he was about all of this, so he pretended and faked, he wanted to be there for his friend no matter how much it hurt him on the inside, and right now. He knew it would have been a matter of time when Brad would do this, like he has with every other person he has dated..it hurt him knowing it was going to happen, and he would be right where he is today...and he did, and here they are.
Sighing Adam turned off his T.V., and turned off to his side, pulling out his I-phone seeing that there was one missed text message.
Adam... help me, I don't know what to do.
Adam read the text message and frowned typing one back.
To: Tommy<3 <3
Adommy I Never Told You Yet Chapter 1"I miss those blue eyes
How you kissed me at night"
Have you ever felt like you were falling in love with someone ever since you met that person? Y'know that feeling of butterflies in your stomach whenever you see that person. Yah well I've experienced that with the man I love right now.. this man is Adam Lambert. Yep the pop rock star singer. Who has a voice of an angel.His beautiful blue eyes outlined with black eyeliner. I cherished every single kiss and touch we had shared on tour. But I never told him how I felt and I regret it now. He now has a boyfriend and is happily in love. Damn I screwed up. Hi my name is Tommy Joe Ratliff the bassist of Adam Lambert the one I still love and always will.
"I miss the way we sleep
Like there's no sunrise
Like the taste of your smile
I miss the way we breathe"
I woke up in the morning feeling crappy as usual. Ever since the Glam Nation ended my life is boring. I took a shower got ready for the day. When I fin
Adommy."Get the fuck away from him!" Adam yelled. "Or what, homo? You'll sing me to death? Ha." The masked man dug into his pockets, to find a blade. A dangerous grin spread across his face. "Perfect." He said as the sun gleamed off the blade. He waved the blade in front of Tommy's face. "Whataya say? Shall we try out the blade? See how sharp it is?" Tommy whimpered through the duct tape across his mouth. "GET AWAY FROM HIM." Adam shouted. The man turned and slashed a cut into Adam's cheek. "Fuck off homo." He turned back to Tommy, who was staring at Adam. Tears were welling in his eyes, each tear whispering their own 'I Love You's.' The man groaned, made a comment along the lines of "Disgusting Homo Love" and stuck the Knife into the blonde's chest. Tommy's eyes bugged out, and then slowly closed.
"NO!" Adam awoke, gasping for breath, taking in his surroundings. "Adam? Are you okay?" Adam looked down at a peaceful Tommy laying next to him. He released a deep breath, and cupp
I Saw Him First - 1Chap. 1
.: Tommy's POV :.
The alarm clock went off at 6:30 in the morning, waking me up from my sleep. As my eyes slowly opened, the pressure of the arms wrapped around my waist became known. Adam's heavy breathing filled my ear and I smiled to myself, it has been two months of waking up like this every morning. You have no idea how wonderful it feels to wake up with the man you love's arms are wrapped around you letting you know that you are his and only his.
"Adam wake up " I whispered, still tucked in my position that I was in when I woke up. "Babyboy it's time to get ready "
"Hmm " Adam said, his eyelids prying apart from each other.
His grip loosened and I was finally able to turn and face him, "Morning." I said, giving him a quick peck.
"Morning " He mumbled back, sitting up. I remained lying down and a cold gust of air hit my chest, without Adam's body heat my bare chest began to sprout goose bumps.
"Can you come lay down for just like two
Don't Regret 1.0Don't Regret
Another day of school. I hoped Allison was better today, so I wouldn't have to be alone the whole day. Adam had called me in the morning, saying Allison had given him the flu as well, and Taylor and Camilla was on a trip with the music class for seniors.
"Hey! Allison, feelin any better today?" I said to the phone. "No, I'm sorry, but no... I couldn't even hold down my breakfast today. Sorry kitty, I can't go to school today" She said. "Okay... I gotta survive today alone then. Damn, I don't want to go to school today!" The last part came out as a mewl. "Why did you infect Adam?" I muttered. "Sorry, I'll be back soon kitty" She cooed. "Don't call me kitty! You know I don't like it!" I hissed. "But you are a kitty" She squealed. "Only part way! Yeah yeah, I gotta go to art class now anyways, bye" I said. "Bye Kitty" She said before she hung up. 'At least she's not calling you out in public' I thought to myself and huffed.
Art class was a bit bor
Slowly Breaking-Adommy pt1I approached Adam like I always did but this time he noticed the slight urgency in my actions, his eyes were fixed on me within seconds and I could practically feel the worry washing off of him and onto me; it was a slightly nauseating feel but I managed to stomach down the dread of what he would say as I mentally prepared myself for what I was about to say.
"Adam," I started and Monte and Longinue, even Lisa, stopped doing what they had been doing and looked to me with expectant, worried, looks. I gulped, continuing on, "Adam.. I-I need to tell you this, uh, somewhere private."
I watched as he turned and gave the three other band members a meaningful look and without either of us saying anything Longineu, Lisa and Monte all stood and existed the room. Adam turned back to me, taking my hands (for I was shaking) and blinking slowly before pulling me close against him. I clung to his chest as he bowed his head and kissed me on the cheek, encouraging me to speak. I took a breath then star
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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