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catatonic1242.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2005-06-01 10:05 am
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The Monoamines Series by cynical terror (R)
Hi, I'm cat, and I was your LotR driver last January. I'm back this time with LotRiPS recs, mainly Viggo/Orlando, because that's my OTP, but I'll be mixing it up with a little Dom and some *gasp* mpreg and *doublegasp* wing!fic. *evil cackle* Buckle your seat belts.
Fandom: LotRiPS
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Author on LJ:
cynical_terror
Author Website: Cynical Terror
Why this must be read:
This is a quiet little series that offers the reader small glimpses into the lives of Viggo, Orlando and Henry. Each character is allowed the opportunity to narrate a section, and each of the voices is spot-on-- I don't know that I've ever read a better Henry. It's a beautiful, honest series that takes the reader through a myriad of emotions ranging from joy to anger to hope and never takes the easy way out.
Orlando splashes around in an almost comical manner before he pulls himself from the pool, dripping wet and glaring at me.
"Vig, I hate you," he grumbles, his hair dripping on my shoulder.
"Got more nerve than the average man, because I sit on a rock and think about God," I continue to sing, and I know it's as out of tune as my banjo and Orlando's huffing and Henry's laughing.
monoamines
we jazz june
weather in the west
you are such a cunt
looking for sasquatch
the unflappable mr. mortensen
cobwebs, canada, clyde
stairway to heaven
the passageway to china is slanted
what you get for nothing
the point is
Fandom: LotRiPS
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Cynical Terror
Why this must be read:
This is a quiet little series that offers the reader small glimpses into the lives of Viggo, Orlando and Henry. Each character is allowed the opportunity to narrate a section, and each of the voices is spot-on-- I don't know that I've ever read a better Henry. It's a beautiful, honest series that takes the reader through a myriad of emotions ranging from joy to anger to hope and never takes the easy way out.
Orlando splashes around in an almost comical manner before he pulls himself from the pool, dripping wet and glaring at me.
"Vig, I hate you," he grumbles, his hair dripping on my shoulder.
"Got more nerve than the average man, because I sit on a rock and think about God," I continue to sing, and I know it's as out of tune as my banjo and Orlando's huffing and Henry's laughing.
monoamines
we jazz june
weather in the west
you are such a cunt
looking for sasquatch
the unflappable mr. mortensen
cobwebs, canada, clyde
stairway to heaven
the passageway to china is slanted
what you get for nothing
the point is
