EVERYONE IN THIS POST IS TOTALLY FIERCE
OMFG IT'S TORCHWOOD DAY!!
AND NOW IN A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT FANDOM: IT'S REC TIME, BENCHES!
did I find you, or you find me?
by honey_wheeler
AIRPS; Adam/Kris
A sad tale of sushi as a metaphor for love (of all kinds).
“You and me, man. To the end.” Kris’ face is so earnest that it hurts Adam to look at it, like looking directly at the sun. / “To the end,” Adam echoes. He hopes the end is a good long while away.
Pop Goes the World
by abusing_sarcasm
AIRPS; Adam/Kris
author's summary: 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.
He's so fucking beautiful that Adam wants to say a million things that would probably be weird at this juncture, so he files them away to say later in birthday cards, on Post-It notes he can stick on the bathroom mirror, or over candle-lit dinners.
Like Gasoline
by linzeestyle
AIRPS; Adam/Kris
Adam has a sex tape scandal; Kris has a slight crisis of heart. OH, BOYS. ♥
Underneath his fingers, Adam practically purrs. "I'm going to have to keep you if you do that much more." Kris chuckles and keeps up the motion, running his hand gently across the side of Adam's skull the way his mom used to, when Kris was a kid. "Don't think I won't -- I'm pretty sure I can smuggle you out in my jacket, Pocket Idol." / "Yeah, you really shouldn't google yourself." / "I just google you, sweetie," Adam simpers, batting his eyelashes.
AND NOW IN A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT FANDOM: IT'S REC TIME, BENCHES!
did I find you, or you find me?
by honey_wheeler
AIRPS; Adam/Kris
A sad tale of sushi as a metaphor for love (of all kinds).
“You and me, man. To the end.” Kris’ face is so earnest that it hurts Adam to look at it, like looking directly at the sun. / “To the end,” Adam echoes. He hopes the end is a good long while away.
Pop Goes the World
by abusing_sarcasm
AIRPS; Adam/Kris
author's summary: 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.
He's so fucking beautiful that Adam wants to say a million things that would probably be weird at this juncture, so he files them away to say later in birthday cards, on Post-It notes he can stick on the bathroom mirror, or over candle-lit dinners.
Like Gasoline
by linzeestyle
AIRPS; Adam/Kris
Adam has a sex tape scandal; Kris has a slight crisis of heart. OH, BOYS. ♥
Underneath his fingers, Adam practically purrs. "I'm going to have to keep you if you do that much more." Kris chuckles and keeps up the motion, running his hand gently across the side of Adam's skull the way his mom used to, when Kris was a kid. "Don't think I won't -- I'm pretty sure I can smuggle you out in my jacket, Pocket Idol." / "Yeah, you really shouldn't google yourself." / "I just google you, sweetie," Adam simpers, batting his eyelashes.