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Just archiving this little thing. Fics kinda belong over here too, not only locked in my journal (I think there is one more I need to post over here as well) No cut as it is only short.

title: Biggles and Bilo (Sorry I am still bad with titles)
author: ronsoftie
pairing: Carl/Pete
genre: slash (AU future fic P/C)
summary: A double drabble, exactly 200 words. Bilo needs his Biggles, so I gave him what he wants ;P
disclaimer: Not mine.

These days Peter’s poems purely stay poems instead of eventually turning into a set of lyrics, most of them being whispered into Carl’s ears on lazy mornings. Of course they haven’t lost their love for music, only today they aren’t chasing record deals anymore but play for themselves, for their friends and at irregular intervals at their local pub. Never did they regret giving up on their dream of fame and glory, and both are oddly happy in their day jobs, jobs which they would have despised all these years back.

At times; like in this very moment, lying awake in the early morning glow with Pete in his arms; Carl still muses about the life they had hoped for – a life involving a record deal, fame, albums and long concert tours. While doing so Carl always, without fail, gets a sudden sick feeling he would have lost his Peter in that other life.

So Carl, as always, quickly shakes those unwanted thoughts from his head, hugs Pete closer to him and nuzzling his nose in his lover’s hair, he waits for him to wake up. After all it’s one of those lazy mornings, maybe there also will be poetry.

title: "Welcome home"
category: real person slash, Emily!Fic
pairing: Adam/Carl
notes: domestic! Hah. Anyway, I might edit this sometime in the future as I feel there is something missing.
disclaimer: Just yesterday I visited Carl, Adam and Emily in their lovely house in Watford. Beautiful there, you should come visit some day, too.

( house hunting )

title: "Daddy Duck"
category: real person slash, Emily!Fic
pairing: Adam Green/Carl Barât
rating: G
warnings: Fluff! Be warned!
disclaimer: Carl and Adam totally have daughter. Didn't you know?!

( Did I ever tell you I’m the mature one of your dads? )

title: -
category: real person slash
pairing: Adam Green/Carl Barât
notes: Don't know what this is. It just came to me while I was dozing and I had to write it down. Dialogue only and so short that the cut actually would not be necessary.
disclaimer: Some things in this are actually true :P

( I really love your new band, Carlos. )

title: "Daaaaddyyyy"
category: real person slash, Emily!fic
pairing: Adam Green/Carl Barât
rating: Very very safe. There is a little kid here, so nothing is going to happen sex wise or swearing wise :P
warnings: A little explanation now: No, none of the guys was pregnant. So for the rest, keep thinking for yourself ;) Oh, quite rubbish as I am half asleep here.
disclaimer: Oh, never wished more for a fic to be true.

( Say hi to Dad )

I had to write something else, so I forced this little thing out of me.

Title: Anniversary (me and the dull titles)
Pairing: Adam Green/Carl Barât
Genre: RPS
Rating: Blah.
Author's notes: Back to shameless fluff. Back to Adam. Back to feeling not bad about a fic I have written. All mistakes my own.
Warnings: Very predictable. *lol*
Disclaimer: I own Carl and Adam. Like totally.

( Anniversary )

Wheee :)

Title: Untitled 2 - follow up to "Stick up the phone, who is it?"
Pairing: Adam Green/Carl Barât
Genre: RPS
Rating: Whatever. The boys like to swear from time to time.
Author's notes: Okay, Adam couldn't wait to tell Carl face to face what he told him on the phone in "Stick up the phone, who is it?". So, here we go then.
Warnings: Spell-check still on strike. All mistakes my own. Fluff and sap.
Disclaimer: I do not own Carl and/or Adam. If I would, they would be touring together.

( Another ickle ficlet )

Title: Untitled
Pairing: Adam Green/Carl Barât
Genre: RPS
Rating: No rating needed.
Author's notes: I just desperately needed something tender. So here we go. Sappy. Fluffy. As usual.
Warnings: As always: spellcheck on strike. And as I am a huge mess right now, there are probably mistakes everywhere. I am sorry about that. Oh, and the idea for this came from Adam telling Gero von Boehm that he sometimes feels so stressed out on a tour that he cannot sleep anymore.
Disclaimer: Probably happened exactly like this this very morning. It's great how I can lie without even blushing.

( Definitely not a drabble but also not a ficlet. Something in between. )

Flocked though this time around. Because it isn't even supposed to be here really.

Title: "Uuuuh, Carl and Adam at the airport, big teary goodbye scene?" (courtesy of Mary :P)
Pairing: Adam Green/Carl Barât
Genre: RPS
Rating: Why do I care with these anyway? The occasional fuck. That's it.
Author's notes: Uhm ... yeah, this wasn't even supposed to be posted here. It was originally only written for Mary, who wanted tears at the airport. So I made total saps out of the poor boys. Not that they wanted to but in the end I made them cry a little. Anyway, posting it here mainly to archive. And this was written at 3am, so bear with me.
Summary: Carl accompanies Adam to the airport. They - especially Adam - turn into complete saps. Hah. I mean not that they weren't sappy in the stories before this but at least they didn't cry. But what I can I say? In my universe they are just deeply in love with each other :P
Warnings: As I said: sappy boys.
Disclaimer: I would be very amused if this is true.

( But... But... Carl should go with him to the airport!! )

A short piece of fluffy goodness.

Title: I kiss you all starry-eyed (Meh. No good with titles, so I just wrote the first piece of lyric down which came to mind.)
Author: ronsoftie
Pairing: Adam/Carl
Author's notes: I know I am supposed to be starting with The Amazing Adventures of Banana!Man and Indie!Boy but this came into my head while lying in bed this morning, listening to Adam. No idea where it came from. It just popped up and wouldn't go away again. So I grabbed a notepad, went back to bed, kept listening to Adam and wrote this little piece of fanfiction. This is shameless fluff. Because fluff I can do. I am even really happy with it.
Warnings: Mentioning of Hassel the Hoff.
Disclaimer: I am sad to announce that this is so not true.

Please let me know if there are spelling errors because my spell check refused to work. I also hope I didn't jump around too often in the different tenses. I cannot write in past tense. Don't ask me why, I just cannot do it. But I always try and then end up editing the whole thing into present tense again, so it might be that I didn't catch them all while doing that.

For Mary, who still owes me porn. *mwah*

( I kiss you all starry-eyed )