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[sunsetmog.livejournal.com]

Title: Billy and the Amazing Black Kilt
Author: sunsetmog
Pairing: Billy/Dom, Elijah/Orlando, Kilt.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Billy wears his kilt to the cinema.
He wished they would stop staring. “You’ve seen a bloke in a kilt before, haven’t you?” he said eventually.

Written for pippinmctaggart because she asked nicely for Billy and kilt!kink, and because she let me write half of it on her journal last night. *hugs*

Billy and the Amazing Black Kilt

[Crossposted to sunsetmog_fics, monaboyd, fellow_shippers and bloomwood_]

DRABBLE: New Lows

[kick-flaw.livejournal.com]

Title: New Lows
Author: kickflaw
Pairing(s): BB/DM
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Owning real people would be slavery.
Summary: High heat, low cold.
Feedback: Please.
Content/Warnings: this is for the anonymous commenter on my lj who demanded i post. see? it actually works!

pressed and released

Misunderstood Three

[spillingvelvet.livejournal.com]

Title: Misunderstood 3/?
Author: Molly (spillingvelvet and purpleinkblot)
Pairing: Orlando Bloom/Elijah Wood
Rating: PG-13 - language.
Summary: "You are an animal,"
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with the characters represented in these stories, nor do I make any money in the stories creation.
A/N: Beta by the irrefutable talesinbloom. *SNOG*

(Part One)
(Part Two)


( Part Three )

FIC: Under the Influence: Spiced Rum

[misslucyjane]

Title: Under the Influence: Spiced Rum
Author: minor_blue
Pairing: Dom/Orlando
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Slash
Feedback: Yes.
Disclaimer: Only in my dreams, baby.
Thanks: to spicedrum, cincodemaygirl and rapunze11e for giving it a look-see, and to spicedrum for indulging my own little idiosyncracies.

It begins, as these things often do, in a bar.

Why?, 1/1

[apple-scruffer.livejournal.com]

Title: Why? (1/1)
Author: mjjgoddess
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: DomLijah (well, sort of)
Beta: aire_blair. *gives a stranded heroin strung out faded rock star pressie*
Notes: Written for lotrpschallenge number 24.
Feedback: Feeds my killer ego. ;)
Disclaimer: If I could make money off this, I'd be at their respective houses with a camera in five minutes. But sadly, I don't, so I won't.

( Dom whirled around, his open coat flapping... )