As good as you get: "The problem was, really, Kris Allen was a tease." If You Can't See Where It Keeps Its Brain: "The Sorting Hat has its own agenda." I Woke Up In Love This Morning: He was hazy, half-asleep and incredibly comfortable and still half-lost in the most amazing dream. Five Reasons Xander Harris Hates Pete Wentz: If the Bandom'verse and the Buffy'verse all occupied the same 'verse, this is exactly what would have happened. red, red, gold: "Her name is Tasha Stark, and you won’t break her."

So, here it is, Idol: An AI Podfic Anthology a.k.a. The Sooper Sekrit Paraka Podfic Projekt: ~6.5 hours, 21 AI (+1 Bandom) podfics by 21 podficcers. Thank you, [info]paraka, for everything, and congratulations on 5 years!!!

This time instead of DMing while intoxicated Jim decides to make a call. Drunk conversation/teasing turns into ~more.

College student Adam Lambert doesn't really believe in the magical powers of knitting needles until he meets Kris Allen, knitting shop owner by day and gay erotica writer by night. Kris is an enigma wrapped in an adorable package and Adam finds himself wanting to strip away his layers (literally as well as figuratively), but at the end of the day will that be enough to make Adam mess with his carefully laid plans, or will his desire to "make it" stand in the way of true love?

Fill for cockbertbigbang. After a one off meeting at an award show after party, that leaves Adam with a crush on Gerard Way, Adam says yes to opening for My Chemical Romance on a tour of the USA. He’ll be on tour with his crush, his lovesick best friend and his annoying little brother. What could go wrong? And more importantly, what could go right? Is love on the cards for Adam?

Here is the second edition of Awesome Ladies Podfic Anthology! This collection brings together 104 woman-centered stories by 86 different authors and 47 different podficcers in 64 fandoms, for a total running time of a little over seven and a half hours!!!

This is not happening. He's not chained up in the back of a van driving through the desert to fucking Arkansas of all places. He definitely hasn't been kidnapped by some tiny adorable dude with a gun babbling about how Adam is his mate. And there is no way in hell he's a werewolf. Except for how the first two things are very clearly true, and he's starting to worry about the third.

David stared up at him as he came to the table, and then Cook put a hand on David's shoulder and leaned over him. There was a really—really—weird moment when David thought for a second that Cook was about to—was going to—and David's stomach squeezed into a tiny knot, but Cook was just reaching over to grab the jacket he'd left on his seat.

Kris wasn't brand-new at the substitute gig, but it was still a little unsettling to walk into the office his first day at the new school, and have the secretary look him up and down and say, "Oh, you are going to be eaten alive."

Local woman wins pie contest! Adam Lambert assists.

Kris stopped taking slaves to his bed after his father died; he let them think it was grief, and then he let them think it was the burden of ruling, but he'd hated it all along.

It just wasn't like that.

"Megan!" Kris said. "He's my TA. I'm not going to—"

Adam jabbed Kris in the side with an elbow to interrupt him and said, "Okay, so I am giving you fair warning here, the next time you say one word about how I deserved it, or how sorry you are, or for that matter just spend your interview time going off on how awesome I am, I am going to be so totally overcome with love for you that I am going to have to kiss you."

The strategy had not included getting drunk himself and losing all sense of timing and being the tawdry and expensive rebound sex.

Someone (carol) mentioned Harry Potter and Kris Allen on Twitter, and I said, oh, I'd love to write a crossover. So she suggested Kris/Giant Squid. This is the resulting story, for round seven

“There’s a reason they call this place the Forbidden Forest.”

AI/HP crossover. Kris Allen is an American transfer student in Gryffindor who comes into his Veela powers on his 17th birthday. Adam Lambert is a libertine Slytherin who wants to take advantage of Kris’s newfound allure.

Adam likes to take pictures of Kris. Kris becomes a civil rights leader. Kris and Adam finally master Twitter. Also, Adam can't really help the things that happen in his presence.

"Dear Adam Lambert. Hello! My name is Kristina Allen, and I live in Conway, Arkansas. My parents are Kim and Neil Allen, and I am a lesbian. What about you?"

In which Gerard Way takes a stand against discrimination, Adam Lambert discovers the importance of dice, Kris Allen is not kidnapped against his will, and the folks at 19E learn to love the stage!(?)gay. Welcome to the Zombies Ate Your Idols tour, 2010!

"At least we don't have to do the walk of shame?" Adam said.

When Kris auditioned for Idol, Katy never dreamed he'd make the Top 13, much less be crowned the winner. But if she was unprepared for that, it was nothing compared to meeting Adam. First in a series.

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

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.)

pirates!

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.

Adam doesn't mean to get a pet crab.

"He doesn't wanna go."

The problem, Kris thinks, isn't the wolf's instinctual surrender; it's the human's complete capitulation.

Real Forever If: Excerpt:The main thing he'd been thinking, that whole last week, was that when it was over, he'd finally be able to breathe again. He didn't know what else could've been making him feel so weird, the awful tightness in his chest every time he was in the same room with Cook, the way his stomach just kept clenching up and jumping. Spellbound: in which cook gets his own prince.

"It's your bachelor party, and you're making tea!"

One-night stands are not for everyone.

Kris just laughed. "Do you get—we're talking twenty thousand pounds at least just to clear the debts?" "Yes," Anoop said. "There's a way." "Who do I have to kill?" Kris said, dryly. "Not kill," Anoop said. "Marry."

"I thought it was going to be an ice cream maker or something," Kris said.

The Washington D.C. tour stop goes horribly wrong when Kris and Adam are involved in an altercation with three off duty sailors that ends with one dead, Adam hanging onto life by a thread, and Kris accused of murder. A novel of love, desire, redemption, regret, and denial--not necessarily in that order.

And speaking of gay sex, I definitely did not expect the first Adam/Kris story I posted to be knifeplay, but apparently that's just the way kink bingo rolls. Fluffy, domestic knifeplay, but still.

Kris needs someone to take care of him on tour. Adam is fabulous in many ways. And sometimes things are what they look like.

"Okay, that," he says carefully, "you weren’t supposed to see."

One-night stands are not for everyone.

MCR/Adam high school au crossover fic where they go LARPing.

Kris is like an octopus when he is drunk; wiggly and floppy and with arms everywhere.

Megan had been calling them zombies from the get-go; after the third one, while Adam was busy puking his guts all over the sidewalk, she went around to all of them and hissed, "Listen, they're zombies, do you get it?"

Adam pushed himself up and loomed up over Kris, his eyes heavy-lidded in glitter and shadow, predatory and smiling. Written for queenbitchfest, inspired by "Ziggy Stardust".

Wherein there is magic, daring rescues, accidental kissing, not-so-accidental kissing, Clive Davis is evil, and everyone lives happily ever after.

The main thing he'd been thinking, that whole last week, was that when it was over, he'd finally be able to breathe again. He didn't know what else could've been making him feel so weird, the awful tightness in his chest every time he was in the same room with Cook, the way his stomach just kept clenching up and jumping.

"The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. There's also a negative side." — Hunter S. Thompson