My Fics
I thought I'd put together a pinned post for all my fics, which I can add to as I go.
I love writing and I've loved the little community of artists, authors and readers I've discovered since sharing my first fic ❤️
As you will see my current love is Adam Kenyon/Fergus Williams from The Thick Of It, but I'm hoping to broaden out into BBC Ghosts and other fandoms that I adore.
My asks are open for fan-fiction requests and a guide about what I will and won't write can be found in my bio.
Title: An accident, not a mistake
Rating: Explicit
Status: Complete
A little first time fic that's been sitting in my almost finished folder for a while, so I've tidied it up and posted it
He opens the door and there’s Adam. Looking slightly nervous, which somehow makes Fergus feel a bit better. Adam has clearly been home between the meeting and coming here, because he’s in a dark pair of jeans, with a grey sweatshirt and his hair is still slightly wet from showering. Fergus can only stare at him, his brain short-circuiting.
“Hey.” Adam has obviously taken Fergus’s silence as awkwardness because he runs a hand through his damp hair, beautifully unsure in a way Fergus rarely gets to witness.
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Title: First Aid
Rating: Explicit
Status: Complete
I really enjoyed dipping my toe into Hurt Adam in my recent story, so this time I’ve decided to hit him with a lamp. A little reimagining of the 'Gone Glental' scene in TTOI with Fergus taking care of Adam.
I've flagged this for minor injuries and blood, but I don't go into great detail. Explicit for canon-typical swearing and smut in later chapters!
“There you go.” Fergus whispers. He is torn between genuine concern and desperation to snog Adam senseless. “You could still have a concussion though. Have you got a headache? Any nausea?”
“No. And no.”
Fergus reaches out to smooth his thumb gently across the plaster that’s now sitting across Adam’s cheekbone. He briefly entertains a wild idea about kissing Adam better, and he acts before he can talk himself out of it. He leans closer and kisses Adam’s cheek softly, placing his lips just off centre of the plaster so he can feel Adam’s warm skin beneath his lips. He pulls back and they make eye contact again. Adam looks surprised, but certainly not displeased, so Fergus repeats the gesture just above Adam’s eye.
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Title: A bit tied up
Rating: Explicit
Status: Complete
Adam and Fergus discover a shared kink and have fun exploring it together.
“Well, I might be able to but I’m a bit tied up at the moment.” Fergus chokes on nothing and glances across at Adam. At first he thinks the turn of phrase is just a coincidence, but then Adam makes eye contact with him and winks. Definitely on purpose then.
Fergus puts his middle finger up and Adam just smiles at him. “Yeah, yeah I know.” Adam continues. “But my hands are tied.”
Fergus slides his chair out and flounces out of the room, Adam laughing silently behind him.
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Title: A place for me and you
Rating: Explicit
Status: WIP 9/10(?)
Fergus travels to his company's Head Office in Manchester every month, always staying in the same hotel. One day he arrives and finds the hotel has a new manager, Adam, and he definitely isn't immediately taken with this lovable arsehole.
“What a fucking prick.”
Fergus laughs in surprise and Adam looks up sharply at him. “Shit, sorry. That wasn’t very professional of me.” He trails off when he sees Fergus is grinning at him and he offers him a sheepish grin back, sensing a kindred spirit.
“Maybe.” Fergus agrees, “But he was an absolute prick though.” He adds, offering Adam a cigarette.
Adam laughs as he takes a cigarette and lights it. “Thanks.”
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Title: It's Alright I'm Here
Rating: Mature (Swearing)
Status: Complete
Adam definitely doesn't have flu (he really does). Fergus takes him home and looks after him.
Fergus reaches out and lays his hand on Adam’s forehead. Adam tries to move away but Fergus gently cups his cheek with his other hand to hold him still. “Fucking hell, Adam, you’re boiling. I think you’re running a temperature.”
For a few seconds Adam looks up at him and Fergus thinks he’s going to argue, but then Adam’s shoulders sink and all the fight seems to drain out of him. “I feel fucking awful, Fergus.” He coughs and Fergus steps back to give him space. He winces at how sore Adam’s throat sounds. Once Adam’s coughing has eased he continues. “I think you’re right, I don’t think this is just a cold.”
Fergus can count on one finger the number of times Adam has admitted Fergus was right, and now he doesn’t even get to enjoy it because he’s so worried about him. He glances at the clock.
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Title: Sun-kissed
Rating: Explicit (Swearing, Explicit Sexual Content)
Status: Complete
A little Christmas present to all my fellow Adam/Fergus fans <3
The promised holiday fic from my 'Not The Right Time' series.
Fergus sits down beside Adam on the bed and reaches out to run his hand down his back. Adam’s skin is warm despite his cold shower. He lets his hand drift lower and lower until it just reaches the top of the sheet and then he strokes back up Adam’s back. Adam stirs and turns his head to face Fergus.
“Hey.” Adam mutters, sounding sleepy and relaxed. “S’nice.”
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Title: The Only Exception
Rating: Mature
Status: Complete
Adam and Fergus have a friends with benefits thing going on, and they're both free to see other people. They're both totally fine with that. Aren't they?
“What’s up with you?” Fergus’s voice interrupted Adam’s reminiscing.
“Nothing.” He snapped, his frown deepening.
Fergus moves to stand in front of him. “Doesn’t seem like nothing. What’s wrong?”
Adam stands up from the sofa and moves away from Fergus. “Just leave it. Don’t you have a date to go on?” Adam knows he’s probably just shown his hand, but he couldn’t help himself.
Fergus frowns after him and then follows, never able to let it go. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Fergus grabs Adam’s arm and pulls him round to face him. “Are you jealous?!”
Adam pulls his arm out of Fergus’s grasp. “No. Of course I’m fucking not.”
Fergus crosses his arms. “Kind of seems like you are.”
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Title: Plus One
Rating: Explicit
Status: Complete
The NSFW version of my flufftober entry for the prompt "+1". Fergus has a bit of a crisis when he gets a wedding invite with a plus one.
“It’s fine.” But Adam is shaking his head and Fergus isn’t sure he’s even listening. “Seriously Adam, it’s ok. It was nice, and not exactly unwelcome, even if you didn’t really mean it.”
Adam continues. “I overheard that prick taking the piss out of you and I just wanted to wipe the smug look off his face.” By this point Adam is pacing. “It made you uncomfortable and I’m really sorry.”
Adam stops pacing abruptly and looks at Fergus. “Wait, what did you say?”
Fergus realises what he had said and briefly contemplates pleading ignorance, but he really wants to reassure Adam that he’s not upset about this. “I said it was nice.” His voice barely above a whisper. “It wasn’t unwelcome, even though I know you didn’t really mean it.”
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Title: Flufftober 2023 Prompts
Rating: Teen
Status: Work in progress (WIP) 30/31
This will be a series of one-shots released each day of October. I'm still planning it out but hope to cover a range of fandoms, including The Thick Of It, BBC Ghosts and Yonderland (and possibly others).
Adam had thought that a Department of Social Affairs and Citizenship team building weekend, at a fucking adult soft play centre no less, was the worst idea Stuart had ever had. Until, that is, he’d announced it was time for half the group to put on blindfolds and be led around a ball pit and foam block obstacle course.
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Title: I might be ok, but I’m not fine at all
Rating: Explicit (Swearing, Explicit Sexual Content, brief Non-Consensual Drug Taking/Drink Spiking)
Status: Complete 8/8
It’s him. Adam didn’t even know this photo of him existed. It’s him and Ella on the sofa, that morning at Christmas where she fell asleep on him. Sarah must have taken it and sent it to Fergus. And then Fergus had printed it out and put it in his wallet. The thought of Fergus carrying this photo around with him for two years was making his insides twist with a horrible combination of love, regret and guilt.
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Title: I see the signs of a lifetime (you 'til I die)
Rating: Teen (Swearing)
Status: Complete
“If the next word out of your mouth is ‘boyfriend’, I’ll strangle you with your own tie. We’re not f****** teenagers, Adam.”
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Title: Christmas
Rating: Explicit (Swearing, Explicit Sexual Content)
Status: Complete
“Merry Christmas, sweetheart.” His mum replies. “Father Christmas has been.” Heather adds, nodding towards the Christmas tree in the lounge.
Fergus gives an exasperated sigh and rolls his eyes. “I’m an MP mum.”
“I know, but I put in a good word and he brought you some presents anyway.”
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Title: The Right Time
Rating: Mature (Swearing, Sexual Content)
Status: Complete
Adam stood at the side of the hall, clutching an insipid cup of tea. He was watching Fergus, who was stood on the little platform at the front of the room that could barely be called a stage. Fergus looked like he was about to throw up, and Adam wasn’t feeling much better. His fingers itched for a cigarette that he hadn’t smoked in years and if he made eye contact with the smirking Tory Special Adviser one more time he might have to f****** punch him.
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Title: Not The Right Time
Rating: Teen (Swearing, Slightly Suggestive Themes)
Status: Complete
“They’re a bunch of p*****.” Fergus mumbled against Adam’s neck.
“Yeah, they are.” Adam agreed, not only to placate Fergus. Minister of State for Social Affairs and Citizenship might not be a top government job, but it was better than most of those a******** had got so he could understand why their persistent p*** taking had wound Fergus up. “Not sure that five shots of tequila helped make your point though Fergs.”
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Title: Worth Staying Home For
Rating: Teen (Swearing, Slightly Suggestive Themes)
Status: Complete
“Adam? What the f*** are you doing in my house at 3am? I thought I was being burgled!”
