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Pairing: Dom/Billy, hints of Elijah/Orlando
Genre: AU
Rating: PG-13, I'm not sure. There is some sex.
Summary: set in some nameless American University, Dom is a foreign student/TA, Billy is a guest teacher for the foreign languages department.
Author's Note: for Rynalwyn, for her birthday. Thanks to Lilli for giving me her first honest impressions on this; I tried to take your advice into account, dear. Also, I know the title sucks (Megolas confirmed that it was kind of a put off), but I could not change it. This was the story's title all along, and I think it fits. I hope you won't get too stuck on it, lol.
Disclaimer: Did I mention AU? Yeah, so not true at all, then. Fiction, not implying anything in the least.

Love like mayonnaise )
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Pairing: Orlijah
Rating: PG
Summary: dictionaries can give you paper cuts...
Disclaimer: the dictionary is mine but that's it. And the dictionary says... fiction noun 1 a product of the imagination. 2 an invented story. 3 a class of literatures containing such stories. What the dictionary says applies to this story.
Author's Note: for abundantlyqueer because she rocks, and because she's not happy right now. I'm hoping this will distract you. *smooch* Also, the definitions all come from The Oxford Paperback Dictionary.

Fixed )

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Pairing: Dom/Billy, implied Elijah/Orlando

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Billy thinks it might be "aperitif" time, Dom just wants Orlando to not rush things too much and ruin his appetite for the main course.

Author's Note: For the Lotrips Remix challenge, a remix of Jaq's Citrus. Huuuuuuuge thanks to Sheanie for the help and the beta. Wouldn't have done it without her. Thanks to Ghani and Meg, too. And all the wacky groping girls from AIM

Disclaimer: written for that remix thing. : Which means that not only do I not own the guys (pity, that), but I don't even own the original idea for the fic that inspired this. Basically, besides the keyboard this was typed on, not much is mine. Also, not true, pure unadulterated fantasy, nothing implied, no money made from this, just for fun. No one sue, ok?

Apéritif )
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Pairing: OB/EW
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Well, I did ask Santa for the boys, but... When I got up wednesday morning, all I found under the tree was the following letter:
"Dear Jem,
delusional naughty girls do not get Christmas presents. Try again next year.
Yours truly, Santa Claus."
So, I guess I still don't own them and can't make claims as to what their sexual habits should be are.
Author's Note: This fic is dedicated to [livejournal.com profile] megolas, who not only did an amazing job as our Secret Slasha Claus (heeeee!), this year, but also spent a lot of time listening to me whine on AIM. I hope you get better soon. Mwha! Also, thank you soooooooo much to [livejournal.com profile] hjartad for the impromptu beta. Oh, yeah, and last but not least, thanks to William for letting me borrow one of his titles and quotes. Bill, you rock. ;-)

Othello )
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Pairing: OB/EW, DM/other
Rating: R
Summary: Dom wants, but Dom can't have.
Disclaimer: I believe the word is fiction. As in, made up, fantasized, invented, or, you know... not true. Oh, and the song's not mine, either. It's Dayna Manning's I want.
Author's Note: That was not only my very first piece of slash, it was also my first piece of LOTR-related fiction. It was also an entry in the "I Want" contest. A big thank you and a hug to [livejournal.com profile] lillifries, who once again helped me out with this. *smooch*

God Bless the Ignorant... )

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