It's kind of funny, at Madison Square Garden, how much time Cale spends watching Jim Cantiello do interviews through what he and Torres have jokingly started calling the invisible wall.

Post-apocalyptic futurefic. The late summer sun is high over the base today, hot and intense. Kris tilts his face up and closes his eyes, pretending the hunters got fresh meat today, and that there are rain clouds on the horizon that'll sift cool, clear water down on all their sweaty heads. Everybody has their happy place these days, but Kris tries to make his attainable. There's no point in wishing the last five years never happened, because they did.

"Adam can never write a song about this."

This is from the kinkmeme with the prompt 'Kris watches gay porn for the first time and gets really turned on. Adam walks in on him.'

911, adams dressing room

Adam gives Jakob some tips on coming in second.

Adam glanced down, heavy-lidded, and smiled with one side of his mouth. "So," he said softly, "want a ride?"

In which Adam is a struggling singer and Misha is an eccentric artist, and somehow it all just works.

Kris is Fairy, Adam is elf, Kris gets pregnant...crack-tackular

In 1683 the first boat carrying fey landed in Virginia. Receiving ill welcome from the young American colonies, most of the passengers and the ones who followed after chose to go west, eventually establishing the new kingdom of Western Faerie in the Pacific Northwest. Distrust of Faerie persisted in the east and traveled outwards as the United States and its ally, the Kingdom of Texas, spread west into the lands bordering those claimed by the fey. Two years ago Kris Allen, lost to himself after a bitter three-year war, answered a newspaper ad and headed west to the chaotic borderland known as South California. He'd hoped, in a land with no loyalties, he could find respite from his own divided nature. What he found was something else.

Future fic. Adam ends up in a coma and Kris wakes him up with a kiss, because there's a Prince Charming to every Sleeping Beauty.

Adam is a figure skater, Kris is a snowboarder. The Olympics are on. (Just go with the flow, this is too silly to have a summary anyway.)

Falling All Over You is a 'verse of AU ficlets where Kris and Adam bump into each other and have sex (in public places, no less). All parts can be read as stand-alones, but there is a bigger picture. :D

He puts the bowl to the side and looks at the cracks between the boards in front of his face. Without moving his head at all, Kris counts six of them, and when he's doubled-checked that number twice he closes his eyes and says out loud, "Adam is gay."

"I really don't know," Kris says somewhere over his head, "what I'm going to do with you."

"So what's the problem?" Elizabeth asked. "They won't talk to us unless we sing first," John said.

"Wow," Adam said, after a moment, still without letting go. "Well, this could be awkward."

So even if Paris is a queen bitch diva who totally left him hanging at an absolutely terrible time and barely apologized for it, he's still Johnny's best friend, which means when he calls Johnny and begs him to chaperone – like he's some sort of middle-aged crocs-wearing skating mom, God – a night out in Chelsea, he can't really say no.

The whip in Philadelphia is the absolute last straw. sequel to Bingo

Kris doesn't really like playing spin the bottle, because he doesn't really like kissing girls. So he decides to change the rules.

“It’s your bachelor party, and you’re making tea!”

Kris/Adam AU. Adam and Kris are in high school. Adam starts a gay/straight alliance and Katy and her friends want to join. Katy is dating Kris, and she makes him come along. He realizes he has feelings for Adam/is gay/etc. Something about them working together in the GSA, too, if you can.

And now he has no clue how to go up to Adam and say, "That thing you mentioned, with the vibrator? That might not be something I'm completely opposed to."

"You are the worst agent ever," Johnny mouthed at Tara, who totally failed to leap to his defense as he was towed away, but he was mollified after it turned out he was being taken to Lambert's private dressing room.

Johnny's coach says he's only allowed to have sex if it's a threesome. Lucky for them, Adam has a third in mind.

Adam isn’t a ninja, okay?

Even other glittery aliens are attracted to Adam

At a benefit where they’re performing together, Johnny takes exception to Adam’s remark about not being his type. Adam demonstrates what he meant by his promise to look Johnny up.

Gild didn't recoil, just cocked his head to one side again. "Be nice, you," Adam said; Gild didn't say anything, just gave a loud, high-pitched shrill that made Pyri flatten her ears against her head, and then he turned and paced stately over to leap up onto Adam's bed, long tail gleaming behind him. (For the blackdress_adam crossover, a fusion with His Dark Materials.)

Adam is fused into the DCU. In times past he met and befriended Superboy, and in the days following Superboy's death in Infinite Crisis, Adam is asked to sing at the funeral. There he meets Robin, and together they undertake the grieving process.

Gerard passed over the lube and condoms, hesitated, then said, "This isn't a stunt dick thing." Adam raised an eyebrow. "Okay?" "Okay," said Gerard. "I'm just saying. I could take care of this myself." "I'm sure you're more than capable," said Adam in a soothing voice. "Look, if this is weirding you out, that's cool. Sometimes a guest star only seems like a good idea."

Whiskey, arm-wrestling. Stand-alone vignette. That’s about it. ;)

The Disney Summer Concert Series is a little bit like a high school reunion populated entirely with ex-girlfriends.

Now listen. I know you don’t think of yourself as a famous person, but news flash, non-famous people don’t get invited to things by Lady Gaga, so do me a favor and pretend you’re a normal celebrity, just for tonight, okay?

To save his family's winery Kris accepts a surprise proposal from an old friend. Contemporary Arranged Marriage fic, just go with the flow, okay?

Prompt: Adam/Johnny Weir, fighting for the top. Lots of power play and bitchiness. Sequel to Obvious

Kris honestly thought it was a phone booth, okay. But a phone booth wouldn't easily fit three people in it, right? It also wouldn't be bigger on the inside. A phone booth couldn't travel in space and time. This is a story of Kris Allen meeting a mad man with a blue box, going back in time, and realizing that sometimes it just takes a long time to figure out that you have always been in love with somebody.

So Kristopher Allen was in love. Like crazily, embarrassingly, stupidly in love. And it was never going to work out.

Being a singer has always been Kris's dream. Being a superhero is just an accident of birth.

Listening to his dad play when he thinks Dylan is asleep makes Dylan kind of sad and worried. His dad is good, that’s what everyone says. But no one ever gets discovered in Arkansas. Alfie says even Baltimore is better if you want to be famous, but he still thinks that city kind of stinks, so he doesn’t recommend it to Dylan. He says they need to move to Los Angeles. That’s where all the famous people live. And Alfie has an Aunt Madeleine there, and he can totally come and visit sometimes. Dylan doesn’t have his own computer, but his dad lets him use the one in the living room. He even has his own account there, with his very own user picture (Batman) and password (robinsux). So he already looked Los Angeles up, and he’s pretty sure Alfie is right about this. Because Los Angeles is where Adam Lambert lives, and if his dad is ever going to make an album and give concerts and stuff, Adam Lambert is the guy to help.

After years of working to break into the music industry, Adam is starting to let his bill-paying waiter job become more like a career. And then American Idol winner Kris Allen comes into his restaurant.

In which Adam (a rock star) meets Kris (a single dad) at an Emergency Room in Arkansas at the end of a particularly shitty night. Also features: San Francisco, fresh starts, baked goods, OCs, cameo appearances by Matt and Megan, pirates, monsters with garbage heads and a recording studio.

The plan was simple - the literal two birds with one shot kill. Give Kris what he wants - honesty, and give the press what they can run with - a true love story that makes Kris' turn to the gay-side something less out of character and more in. Everyone knows that Kris is a sweet potato. Everyone knows that he believes in love and happily ever after. If he comes out of the closet in love with his best friend then he's a lot less likely to be eaten alive. The Kradam kids will erect a float for the Gay Pride Parade and the haters to the left will have a focus. Adam can be the bad guy, the seducer, the bright sparkly punching bag. Kris agrees to get out of a stretch limo holding Adam Lambert’s hand at Lady GaGa’s Un-birthday Party. (If this doesn’t scare him back straight – nothing will.) A fic in which Kris and Adam are clueless and neither one realizes what is real.

Kris shows up on Adam's tour, and decides to stay.