City of London, Part 10.

Title: City of London
Author: limeysugar.
Pairing: Orlando Bloom/Elijah Wood
Rating: PG-13 for language and innuendo.
Disclaimer: Not true. Fiction.
Author's Notes I: SQUICK ALERT! In the UK, the age of consent is 16. This story takes place in the last year of school for the boys (who in the series are the same age.), which makes them 17, almost 18. I am well aware that some people will not read anything wherein the characters are under the age of 18, hence the warning. There will be no descriptive sex, just angst, innuendo, and salty language. If this bothers you, don't read it. Simple as that.
Author's Notes II: Heavily inspired by the recent AU school fics by marrymemerry and deleerium, and by the film Get Real. If you haven't seen it, do.

Read the first nine parts.

( Part Ten. )

Writing meme.

I saw this on talesinbloom's journal a few days ago, but I'd forgotten to do it! Since then, I've put up two new chapters of my AU. I've been busy! And I've got two more Orlijah AUs in the works, so yeah. Here goes.

If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favourite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else.

From [untitled]:
“Er, uh, delivery,” the voice on the other end replied.

From Last Orders:
Orlando usually passed the hours of his shifts discreetly eyeing up the footy crowd, but even they weren’t worth looking at; the same faces night after night were growing a bit stale.

Yeah, so that's that.