Wasn't going to post any more Lord of the Rings RPS but I just fell in love.

Holding the Pose by Sheldrake.

It is the sea. It's there, just round the bend of the road, big and wide and restless, disappearing into the sky. It's been there the whole time, or so Sean supposes. He stands still in the dunes and listens to it and tries to breathe it in. Its wild, salt sharpness whips into his face and takes some of the comfy vodka heat out of him. Orlando comes up behind him and lurches into his back with a thud. He is out of breath, clutching at the leather of Sean's jacket as he leans against him. Puffs of warm air are pushed scratchily out of his lungs and disturb the hair on the back of Sean's neck as Orlando says, "Hiya, mate," and "Fuckin'ell," and "It's the sea!"

Ingenue, by Betty Plotnick, which I didn't think I was going to like, at first, for a while, but now think is the best thing ever.

Viggo didn't seem offended. He just said, "My son must have seen Flipper a thousand times. You don't look much like you did back then."

"That was a long time ago."

He shook his head at that, and added more mustard to his sandwich. "I suppose it was. You lose track, when you get to be my age."

"Right," Billy said, scaring the hell out of you, because you hadn't noticed him come up by your shoulder. "You'll understand when you hit puberty, Elijah." You hit him in the stomach with your elbow, and he gave you an offended glare as he rubbed the spot and said, "*Someone* needs a nap."

"Blow me," you said. "Know something, Billy? *That's* what I need." You set your sandwich down and turned to make eye contact with him. "I'm having a bad day, and what would really help is if you would get on your knees and suck my dick."

Billy stared at you for a minute, half appalled and half admiring. Then he looked up at Viggo and said, "Can you believe kids these days?"

Cure, by Calico, in which Orlando Bloom has a shower with Josh Hartnett.

He tips his head back, letting the water blast across his face, feeling like some huge wilted sunflower soaking up sunshine. Everyone was so in character. If he asked for a massage here, they'd probably clap him across the back and point him at a grotty brothel that'd magically spring up across the road. It was like something out of Sharpe. Sean B would approve.

Test-shot, by Zarah, first of a series, but I only like the first one, but I like that a lot. Viggo/Orlando. (Can't pull a quote! Although I want to).

Panoramic, by Kyra Leon, which has Viggo and Orlando and Elijah all in it.

Elijah reaches out and grabs Orlando by his shoulder and Orlando immediately stills.

"Stop pacing, you're making me dizzy," Elijah says.

Orlando smiles and relaxes. His left hand touches Elijah's briefly before going into his pocket.

You don't like this at all.