Title: Il vous aime, c'est secret
Authors: dadomz and i_l0ve_my_az
Rating: R
Pairing: Brian Joubert/Stéphane Lambiel
Summary: Futurefic. Two strangers (who aren't really unfamiliar to one another) meet at a café and improbably fall in love.
Warnings: Neither of us speak French and we've never been to France, so please forgive us for any errors.
Word Count: 18,400
A/N: We called this the Paris Café Futurefic while we were writing it. No, seriously. Heavily inspired by the narrators from 500 Days of Summer, Amélie and Pushing Daisies, which would explain the trippy 'voice-overs' at the start and end. Just want to add that dadomz convinced me to stop my relentless shipping of Joubert and Buttle by showing me YouTube vids of the Euros 2010 gala practise where Joubert was basically *__* and followed Lambiel around like a little puppy while Lambiel flirted with everyone but Joubert. Title taken from Quequ'un M'a Dit by Carla Bruni.

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Title:7 Days and a Lifetime with Mr. Arrogant
Author:dadomz
Rating:PG13 R18
Characters/Pairings:Puck/Kurt
Notes:To get a glimpse of how the Puck/Kurt dynamic worked, I had my 6’5 boyfriend kiss my 5’5 self—that made for good research. Thank you byte366 for the thorough beta work and the useful insights.
Warning:It’s R18 for a reason—so err, swearing, innuendoes, and mentions of alcohol will be present (if not, rampant). Also, for the benefit of everyone else, I’ve included several mentions of High School Musical characters in this story. Crossovers are usually not my “thing” and they may not be yours too, so I’ll totally forgive you if you decide to not bother (reading).
Disclaimer:Don’t own anything, not even those cheap Jeffrey Campbell, Balmain knock-offs.
Summary:Armed with nothing but a Louis Vuitton suitcase, a Goyard Weekender, and an obligatory vacation leave to nurse a broken heart, Kurt Hummel is now back in Lima, Ohio.

7 Days and a Lifetime with Mr. Arrogant.

Hey guys, make my life awesome by reading this entry!

I recently participated in the hd_worldcup and wrote a story. Please read, review, and comment on my fic + all the participants' fics. The recent entries are wonderful.

Thanks!

Title: Hi, My Name is Harry and I'm an Alcoholic! (Or the story in which Harry thinks Draco is parading around in New York as Simone, the existentialist philosopher in disguise)
Genre: Dark Humour
Rating: R
Warnings: Mentions of sex, alcohol, mild exhibitionism, absurd metaphors, crude and creative profanities; manifestations of fragments, compound-complex sentences, and maybe necrophilia—so no cops hightailing me for voyeuristic exploitation of prepubescent minds, okay?
Summary: Circa 2004. Please view title.

Hi, My Name is Harry and I'm an Alcoholic

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Here's the premise:
So I Xander enrolled me to this creative writing workshop for my FA Elective--it's a play adaptation class under Sir Glenn Mas. Basically, the goal of the course is to come up with a one-act play adaptation worth 30 - 35 pages.

To be honest, I haven't the faintest about plays--I've watched a couple, read a few, hell, I think I've gone as far as knowing the technicalities but I'm not well-adversed when it comes to writing them. I've written short stories for cathartic purposes but I've never tried writing for an audience--so I hope you see my dilemma. That aside, I've always written my stories under the context of a screenplay, not a stage performance.

When I presented my outline to the class, I literally heard crickets. I had this sheepish smile on my face because I knew I was a tad bit too tedious. Everyone had interesting stories--most of them satirized fairy tales (with a bit kinky quirks here and there) and so you know, I think they were expecting something funny from me (since I often suggested perverse plots and made tons of innuendoes).

So my primary concern is if it is a tedious plot, if there's a possibility I can work my way around it. I think it's a niched topic--like, it's not something you'd decide upon watching unless necessary.

Gah, I'll leave that to you guys to decide.

So please, I need all the constructive criticism you can muster--and suggestions too. XD

I've attached both the short-story and the outline for the play.


Title: Ninety-Eight Percent Complete, Titanium-Lined Android
An Adaptation of: Ovid’s Pygmalion
With slight references from: Sir Thomas More’s Utopia
By: Dominique Marie M. Tiu
I would like to dedicate this to (in no particular order): My mother, my father, my grandmother, my grandfather, my best friend, my roommates, the rest of my ancestors, my fag, my hag, the children I will most likely not have, my dog Bea, my hamster Johnabehl, my boyfriend, my girlfriend, my goat, my turkey, and my professor Glenn Mas.

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Title: Ninety-Eight Percent Complete, Titanium-Lined Android
An Adaptation of: Ovid’s Pygmalion
With slight references from: Sir Thomas More’s Utopia
By: Dominique Marie M. Tiu

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I would like to thank:i_l0ve_my_az,archangel_dream, ravyn_ashling, and Reis' friend Jeremy plapla_lord.

TITLE: Welcome to Hollywood, Baby, There Ain’t Nothing Like it. (1/3)
RATING: R18
PAIRING: Troy/Ryan—their non-existent tandem on-screen blew my mind away.
SUMMARY:

WARNING: Gay Disney—if you say nay to thwarted childhood stereotypes then I suggest you close this window. Trust me, this won’t be your cup of tea.
GENRE: Light Romance/Slight(ly Unwanted) Humour CRACK!
WHY NOT CHAD/RYAN? Simply because I don’t thrive on sadism—it’s like, two rocks drooling on each other. So okay, maybe a little bit of Chad and Ryan because they’re just too cute to ignore.


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Based on my new fanfic (Rock Hard Vice (or Twelve Days ‘til Boxing Day or In which Harry Denies He’s Gay Eleven Times)), the talented ravyn_ashling a.k.a Teh Bomb gave me this gift art! And I thought I'd pimp it out!

(although there's not much use since she and I share the same friends XD)



LOFFJOOOO ravyn_ashling, I shall shower you with a gift fic once my hell week ends.

Title: Rock Hard Vice (or Twelve Days ‘til Boxing Day or In which Harry Denies He’s Gay Eleven Times)
To: Cait or crumbfreebread
From: Domz or dadomz
Rating: NC17
Warning: Sex, Alcohol, Mild Exhibitionism, Absurd Metaphors, Crude (and not artistic) sex descriptions and lotsa’ swearing—not a very good combination, I reckon.
Genre: (An attempt, rather, at) Slight Humour/Utter Cra(p)ck
Summary: Just how many times can you read the word sex?
Note: This is my first try at porn and humour—surprisingly, I’ve managed to come up with more or less twelve sex scenarios (most of which being connotative). I am not held liable for brain cell deterioration.
Tenchu: My respective beta-readers and guinea pigs, you’re all loffly.
++: This was posted on time however, I'm not quite sure as to why it only appeared now. Either ways, posting access is granted and I thought--Hey, I worked for this fic, so why not post it? It's horrendous, I know, but give me a break, I'm on my temporary leave from the fandom (just couldn't resist).

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