The Black Book Chapter Two

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Title: The Black Book Chapter 2/?
Author: Fairyspell
Rating: NC-17 VM/OB RPS
Summary: An hour later, because they both want him to be
Warnings: None, this chapter
Disclaimer: Total fiction, I make no claims of knowledge about the lifestyles or sexual preferences for any characters portrayed here. I intend no disrespect or offense, it was created for my own enjoyment and I seek no profit from it.
Feedback: Please, would love to hear from you!
Archive: Viggorously, Vigorlean Cult, Carefully Kissed, X posted everywhere, sorry for the dupes on your flists.
Beta: The wicked moblo413, who feeds me BDSM and BanaOrliBean! Thank you, lovie for your friendship and the many laughs!
A/N: hazyshade_ Take a deep cleansing breath and . . . PUSH! There's always room in the boat that I row for you!

Chapter One

( The )

Button Fly Fic, Chapter 3

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Title: Button Fly Fic (3 of ?)
Author: canciona
Pairings: Monaboyd
Rating: NC-17
Summary: the aftermath; the after-aftermath
Warnings: Adult language; Pr0n With Marginal Plot
Disclaimer: Only true in my dreams, but oh! what dreams they be. No disrespect intended toward the Real Persons depicted or referred to within.
Feedback: Thank you so much to everyone who's left it for my stories in the past. I usually say something smartass here, but really, it's y'all's encouragement that keeps me posting. Thanks and hugs.
A/N: Finally! This one was a bear.

Many thanks to tigg71 for the inspirational image that prompted this fic, and the stalking encouragement since.

Thanks also to semaphore27 for the piece of fic that put me on the right track when this was looking most dismal.

And above all, thanks, love, and hugs to my beta, friend and occasional bully, the brilliant and talented dani_grl4. It's her patience and skill that makes this worth reading, kids.

Previous chapters: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2a | Chapter 2b

Crossposted to monaboyd, billydom and my fic journal, canfic.


Dom’s breathing hasn’t even slowed to normal...

Sukha - Viggo - R

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Title: Sukha
Author: erb_
Pairing: Viggo/Hand (that's right. self-lovin'.)
Rating: R
Summary: sukha : noun meaning fleeting pleasure.
A/N: Inspired by earthmagik's comment: "Viggo is my OT1."


A little masturbation never hurt anyone.

Also, it should be noted that this is NOT a PWP.

Life: Pain

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Title: Pain
Author: merryscott
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Rating: PG (R for collection)
Disclaimer: F-I-C-T-I-O-N ... look it up.
Summary: Sometimes the worst pain isn't your own.

Pain

Links to the other three pieces in this collection can be found @ the above link.

X-posted in fellow_shippers, monaboyd and my LJ merryscott

In Terms of Pool ~ Part III: Calling Shots ~

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Title: Striking Cue Ball (3/14)
Series: In Terms of Pool
Rating: PG 13
Summary: The thing was that Dom liked watching people...
Dom, Elijah/Orlando, 4 Hobbits and an Elf, with a human or two thrown into the mix.

Thanks to whimsicalnotion for the beta *snuggles*

~ Part I: Racking the Balls ~
~ Part II: Striking Cue Ball ~


( ~ Part III: Calling Shots ~ )

Desire, for lotrpschallenge #13

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Title: Desire
Author: cloudlessclimes
Rated: R-ish
Pairing: OB/EW
Disclaimer: This is purely a product of my diseased mind and has no bearing on reality what so ever, I own no one, I know no one
Summary: Angsty, somewhat obnoxious break up fic. completely dialogue free! wee!
Feedback: Is a wonderful thing
Notes: Written for lotrpschallenge #13. Title comes from the Langston Hughes poem I've quoted, not the U2 song.

( Elijah thinks Orlando is saying he’s sorry the only way he knows how )

Trainers on a Strange - part 4b of 7

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Trainers on a Strange - 4b/7
Thursday afternoon
Dom/Billy AU
NC-17

previous parts

much thanks to my Beta Queens (note the caps...they have their own theme song now) pinn2480 and cincodemaygirl, and the inspiration for all the randy parts, my darling monkey_pie.


Thursday afternoon - too many questions

Slight

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Title: Slight (3/?)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Billy/Elijah
Summary: Billy has a minor fascination with a costar. But it's nothing.
Feedback: is a many splendored thing
Notes: So, I got it in my head that I wanted to write subtlety for subtlety's sake. Reading between the lines, hidden meanings, tension (tension = drug of choice), things unsaid but there anyway, etc. I dunno if it'll float everyone's boat, but I've got to get it out.
Important: All of the poems in each chapter are by W.B. Yeats, whom I've just recently fallen in love with. Which is weird, because ordinarily I'm not the least bit moved by poetry, and god forbid I should try to write anything so poignant myself. Anyway, I take absolutely no credit at all for them, because I'm not anywhere near qualified to even pretend I came up with something that good.
A/N: Eheh. It's going to blatantly obvious in a minute that I have a serious fetish. *is sheepish* This is the second time I've handed Billy a weapon in a fic and let him have his way with it. But I did my research too. If Billy's not good with weapons (and he should be, if his website is correct), let's all just pretend then, shall we? Because it's so much more fun.

Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1

(no subject)

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Title: All Three Together (3/?)
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: VigOrliBean, various permutations thereof
Rating: NC-17
Series: The next bit in the All Three Together storyline I’ve started.
Summary: Viggo’s still visiting Sean and Orli in Malta. There’s lots of manlovin’ (©Razz), but I’ve found plot rather inessential at this point.
Warnings: Oh dear. This was supposed to be a quality fic, but it seems to have deteriorated into little more than an all-out smutfest. Voyeurism, language, wanking, threesomes, soiling of a ‘Kiss the Cook’ apron, and a Trojan Man gag. I really scare myself sometimes.
Disclaimer: The butler did it.
Archive: Yes please.
Feedback: My poison of choice. Oh, no, wait; that’s pastries. Mmm pastries. Sorry, what was I saying? Oh yes, feedback. *holds up sign: “will work for feedback”*
Notes: *Picks up right where the first part left off. You don’t have to read the first part, however. This makes enough sense without it, I think. *Lyrics in chapter three are from “The 59th Street Bridge Song” by Simon and Garfunkel. *Hey, here’s another challenge! Identify the origin of the title of this chapter or the quotes in Viggo’s letter. I don’t know what you’ll get, but surely that warrants at least a mention in the next dedication.
Dedication: *moblo413, feeder of the bunnies and my cofounder of the Dopey Grin Society, who also correctly guessed the origin of the title of chapter two (“Here at the Quiet Limit of the World”) to be Tennyson’s “Tithonus.” *Milady Razzle, Duchess of Slashingham and brilliant comedienne. Plenty of Beanstalk to come. Er, ahead. Um... *All my VigOrliBean girls, who I love so dearly. *My muses, because without them fucking incessantly nudging me along, nothing would ever get written.

Feelin’ groovy...

Poem : Adjustments

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Title: Adjustments
Pairing: VM/OB, Viggo POV
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Viggo wakes up
Warnings: Angst
Disclaimer: Actually, Viggo and I are best friends and he said that I could write this poem…no…for reals, you guys!
Feedback: is my anti-drug.
A/N: I blame this one on too much sad music and not near enough Dr. Pepper. This woke me up at 2 this morning and I had to write it down. Don't know where the fluff went. Hmm...tricky that.

I Slept In The Middle

Fic: The Ways In Which Music Can Help Heal A Broken Heart (Elijah/?, Elijah/iPod, Elijah/LPs, 1/1, N

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Fic: The Ways In Which Music Can Help Heal A Broken Heart
Pairing: Elijah/Undefined Character, Elijah/iPod, Elijah/LPs
Disclaimer: Does this even sound vaguely plausible? Simply the product of my sick mind.
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Unusual fetishes
Summary: Elijah's just broken up with someone, but finds comfort from some rather unlikely sources.
A/N: This fic is, obviously, slightly tongue-in-cheek. Many thanks to fugitivehound, for the beta and helping me sort out my tenses, which I seem to have a blind spot for at the moment, and to sunsetmog, for a final beta. Picture of an iPod (for enhanced visualisation) can be found here.

The Ways In Which Music Can Help Heal A Broken Heart