aelane:
- Not mine, not ever likely to be, not likely to have ever happened, probably wouldn't have told me if it did. Nor will I ever make money from this endeavor. It's a pack of lies whoever tells you otherwise. Honest, for my twisted enjoyment only.
Alba:
- This only happened in my mind, and I'm not Galadriel, so this isn't true. Okay? These boys are their own, and slashy as they may be, I don't know if they actually did this. I can dream, though.
Alisa Lohv:
- It's real persons, made up situations. Oh, and I'm not getting rich. Like anyone is surprised.
- This is fiction. Fiction is defined by Websters as - 1. A making up of imaginary happenings; feigning and 2. Anything made up or imagined, as a statement, story, etc. In other words, it is not true.
Ally:
- This story is a work of fiction. That means it is not true, it never happened. The author is not claiming it to be true. The author does not know and is not affiliated with any persons mentioned in this story. Nor is the author making any claims as the real life sexuality or preferences of anyone mentioned herein. Again, it's NOT true.
Amy:
- I don’t know these guys. *Sadly* I don’t know what their sexual preferences are. This Never Happened. *Only in my dirty little mind*
Anfin:
- Yes, the usual. Don't know them, don't know what they've done, don't know their sexual preference. *sulks*
Angel:
- I do not own these people…want - yes…desire - uh-huh…secretly covet - most definitely…and would I like to lock them away in a hidden room somewhere with lots of toys - oh hell yes
- I don’t know if Brits know what “calling shotgun” is, I don’t know if Elijah likes Duran Duran, I don’t know if Sean can drive - My point is, this is FICTION - Don’t know ‘em, don’t own ‘em, yada, yada, yada
- Does Karl have a dog? I think so, but I don’t know, and I don’t care - it’s my story, so New Zealand could be on the moon if I wanted it. The point being - this is a purely fictional piece of writing - any resemblance to anything truthful about these actors is pure dumb luck…
Annie Oates:
- Not real. Not mine. Deny everything.
Ara:
- Billy belongs to Dominic. Dominic belongs to Billy. - Ok, the real one. This never happened. That's why they call it "fiction". I don't know what their sexual preference is though I'd like to think I do. Don't sue! Neither belongs to me.
Araliesse:
- fiction -- an assumption of a possibility as a fact irrespective of the question of its truth.
- If I was on a first-name basis with these pretty boys, I sincerely doubt I'd be spending my time writing fantasy fic about their sex lives. To my deep sorrow, none of this did nor ever will happen.
Ariel:
- This is a work of fiction and I make no assertions about the orientations, relationships or real lives of these actors.
Aries:
- This NEVER happened. I own nothing. I claim nothing as fact. This is all FICTION. I know nothing about the sexual preferences of the people contained in this story. Nor do I give a shit. What and who they do is their business. No profit made. I'm just having a bit of fun here. I have NO association with any of these people, their families, management, friends, pets, house plants, etc…
astrojen:
- None of this is true. It never happened. I know nothing about these guys's sexual preferences. All purely in um….fun.
- Fiction! Never happened, never will. Simply a product of my twisted imagination
Aurian:
- This is all in my head. None of it's real. All made up.
- Fiction. In my head. I know nothing about them in real life except that they're very attractive.
Azimuth:
- This is a work of fiction. It does not imply any relationship of a sexual nature between the characters portrayed within. It is entirely the product of my own pervish mind.
Azrhiaz:
- I only wish this happened. And if wishes were horses, beggars would ride. All the fabulous lyrics written by Prince, not me. Don't sue
- If you think this really happened, shoot me an email. I have some land for sale, cheap. Translation: didn't happen. Don't sue
- Didn't happen. Am broke. Don't sue.
- This is fiction. I am certainly not implying otherwise. So don't sue.
BC:
- OK, I don't know these guys, they don't do these things, I am just writing about them to entertain some people. No money made etc. My deepest apologies to Shakespeare for using his marvellous words for my own darker purpose - well maybe he would have liked it.
bec:
- I own nothing. Hell, I don't even have a job at the moment. This never happened. It's a figment of my imagination.
Becca & Katrin:
- Fiction. Not real. Never happened. Kat has laid claim to both Billy and Dom, but neither she nor Becca actually have them.
Belinda, Doom's Eyebrow:
- I made this up out of my oddness. I may be odd, but not odd enough to claim this is true, which it isn't. No one would, or does, pay me for this, I can assure you.
- This is unequivocally fiction. It didn't happen and I have no reason to believe anything like it did or ever will happen. Which is a damn shame, IMHO.
- This is a work of amateur fiction, intended to imply nothing about reality, nor any disrespect.
- This is unequivocally fiction, and is intended to assert or imply nothing about the people whose names it employs for characters. No disrespect is intended. I get nothing from writing it except confirmation of a certain suspicion that I may be emotionally disturbed
- This didn't happen. I made it up because I am strange. Don't hurt me: I am perfectly capable of that myself, as you can see.
- This is a work of fiction, intended to imply nothing about reality. I don't really know anything much about these people, and I'd be surprised if any of this had ever happened. I get nothing from writing it except confirmation of suspicions that I may be emotionally disturbed.
Beth Gulla:
- I know Viggo has a wicked sense of humor, but I doubt it's this wicked. I don't own these people, I just toy with them. I'm a poor college student, please don't sue.
BlackDiamondGrrl:
- Don't own 'em, damn it. I could only dream of that. So none of this happened. But we can dream.
Bonnie:
- As much as I wish it happened... It didn't. lol
- Yup, this all happened. It happend after I had a wonderful night of Orli and Karl lovin' with some Dominic mixed in. I have it all on tape too. ~_^ a.k.a. it all happened in my head. Not true.
- This did happen. No, I am not kidding. This fic is an actual, real life, honest to god dream I had so technically it is true, well in the dream world it is. *taps noggin* I have the live version all up here. *ducks flying objects* In real life... I can wish, pray, and be delusional, but sorry never happened. ...Except for me *G*
Brenda:
- As always, the line between reality & fantasy should be noted & appreciated. In other words, no, never happened.
- Hell, I don’t know if they’ve even met.
- Everyone knows Karl’s the one fucking Orli who’s fucking Lij who’s fucking Dom who’s fucking Billy who’s straight. In other words, no, this never happened.
- I'm sure the Fellowship all love each other. But probably not like this.
- Never happened. Cha.
- Never happened.
- *Still* never happened.
- Don't know these guys, don't claim to. If they ever did anything like this, I only hoped they really did take pics. Or video. Maybe they could invite me next time *g*
- Yeah, right. Sure it happened. *snort*
- Yeah, yeah, sure it happened. I was there. Watched the whole thing. Honest. <*/endsarcasm>
- Harry may have watched Marton get dressed at some point. I highly doubt this was the end result.
- Yes, they know each other. No, they’re not fucking. At least, not that we know of.
- You should be aware of the line between fact & fantasy by now.
- Yes, indeed, they were at a premiere together. Don’t think this was the way the evening ended.
- If there’s anyone out there who thinks this really *did* happen, I invite them to seek therapy. Unless, of course, they have photographic proof. And then I invite them to e-mail me. *g*
Brenda & Jo:
- Yep. Happened just last week. We were there, watched the whole thing. *smiles* And if you believe that...
Buffonia:
- Heh. Way too fucked up to be true.
Calio (Iocane and Cally):
- The characters and setting are not mine and I make no monetary profit from their joy/suffering.
CarrieAnne:
- Absolute fiction. Don't know them, don't own them. And if I did, I'd certainly have better things to do with them than sit around making this shit up.
Cas:
- Of course they are shagging. Likewise, the moon is made not of cheese, but of white chocolate, and dodo birds are not extinct, but were just a visiting alien species that returned home. erm. To be slightly more explicit, they do not belong to me, nor are they actually involved in real life…at least not to my knowledge. Damn the luck.
Cassandra:
- The poet "nothing affirmeth and therefore never lieth…to lie is to affirm that to be true which is false…The poet never maketh any circles about your imagination, to conjure you to believe for true what he writeth." (Sir Philip Sidney) I cannot say it any better.
Cazsuane:
- The grass is made of mint sticks and the moon is pure fat. Stars are bits of caramel and I am full of crap.
Courtney and Anya:
- As far as I know, this hasn't happened. Unless managers or whatever are working over time, but I seriously doubt it. Don't know any of them. No profit, please don't sue.
Daea Nereem:
- Don't own them but I want to. This didn't happen, don't sue, coz I don't have any money. Well actually I do, but I just don't want to give it to you blood sucking foul beings! I am just a student, it's loan money. I gotta pay it back you know!
- Don't own them but I want to. In my head I do
- Don't own them but I want to. This didn't happen. Nope (*Waa*sob*whine*whinge*)
David-Eric:
- well I don't know these guys as I didn't get a christmas card so I have no clue either if this is, was or will be true. My mind is working in overload creatively.
Deidre:
- If all alternative realities are possible in the scale of universal quantum physics, then this would've surely happened in one of them.
deep:
- This is fiction. Fiction. I don’t care what Bad Fanfic, No Biscuit says. I don’t know about their lives or anything else that would be helpful in writing an accurate picture of them, because this isn’t and I really doubt anyone thinks it is; if you do that’s your issue. No harm meant.
Dellastar:
- A lovely thought to think of these two together, but alas! only fiction.
dh:
- I am making this up, it came out of my twisted mind. this is not real.
Diana:
- This is not true. This is possibly even more not true than other things that are not true.
Dolores:
- Completely, totally, utterly untrue. Faker than Michael Jackson's nose.
Dorianna:
- Fiction n. invented story; class of literature consisting of books containing such stories.
echo:
- they could have been mine! they *should* be mine! oop, no, that's boromir's line, and it's wrong anyway. so, no, they're not mine. i don't know them. i highly doubt they play with guns. it's called fiction.
Elandae:
- I make no claims to the actor’s actual lives or anything of the sort. Call it what you want, but the only place it’s real in my mind. And believe me; you don’t want to trust anything that goes on in there! Lol.
Eliyah:
- Whilst it may not be beyond the realms of possibility that Dom and Elijah once ate sausage and beans together, the rest of this fic resides in the outer-space of unreality.
- Although I have never met him, I am sure Elijah is not a 15 year old love sick girl, this fic is full of deceitful characterisation like that.
- Whilst I have never met Sean Bean, I am sure he knows how to behave in a socially acceptable manner at the urinals. Everything else in this story are scandalous lies too.
Elizabeth:
- Lies, lies, all of it lies!!!
Emachi:
- I don’t own these two incredibly sexy guys. They own themselves. Damn.
Empy:
- They sure as hell didn't do this. Except in my mind, that is. I make this up. Really.
Entwife:
- "A Long Time Ago in a Galaxy Far Far Away, there was Middle Earth. And Peter Jackson looked at it and saw that it was good. And all was right in the world. But then, we saw that Sam doth look upon Frodo with lust, and that Mr. Jackson was not likely to include that in “Return of the King”, so we said “Screw it!” and wrote it ourselves, even though we do not make any money off of this. And all was right with the world."
erin:
- don't know 'em, don't own 'em... but dom's on the top of my grocery list...this did not happen, if it did (too damn bad I wasn't there), Elijah was too embarrassed to tell someone that he busted his ass in a puddle of milk (can't blame him, i would be too)
Estella Greenleaf:
- None of this is true. This is a figment of my twisted imagination.
eviltwin:
- This stuff never happened. We surely would have heard about it...
the Ferret:
- I don't own these people, but damn! it'd be nice if I did. Oh, and I'm not making any money off this. But, damn! it'd be nice if I was.
Finelinezz:
- Unfortunately, I do not own Viggo Mortensen or Orlando Bloom, although I wish I could have just one of them…nothing here's true Although some is based on actual events
Gabby Hope:
- Do not know them, own them, or have the priveledge of shining their shoes.
Gabriel Pierce:
- These are real people but in no way is the author making any suggestions regarding the sexuality of the people portrayed. This is a work of fiction and did not happen to any knowledge of the author. If it did happen I doubt I would stop laughing cause that is just too ironic.
A Gentleman of Extraordinary Virtue:
- We don't know them (and I personally would die of shame if I ever met them), we don't own them (but maybe if we all club together and buy just one...)
Ghani Blue:
- Not implying anything. I do not own Harry or Orlando. Like, duh.
Gloria Mundi:
- Made it up, don't know them, don't know if they do this: suspect not.
Hanarobi:
- NOT Viggo at all. As far as I know. Not his thoughts. Not his style. Total work of fiction. No profit from this. How would I know what someone I don't know thinks about?
- Made the whole thing up. Except the part about Peter Jackson being a genius in making casting decisions. Seems unlikely he will sue me over that claim. But, yeah, this is a work of fiction.
idlewildartic:
- I own nothing! NOTHING! Well, a couple of anime posters..but you can't have them!
Jaq:
- Very much the product of my warped and twisted mind andI'm sure that these nice boys would never even think of doing anything like this
JDH:
- Um-- no, never happened.
- If this is true, perhaps I am psychic
- Billy is one of the voices in my head but I came up with this on my own.
Jeyhawk:
- Didn't certainly not happen. Come on if I were there do you really think I would bother taking notes?
- I don't own them. Tried to buy them but they were not for sale. This is fiction. None of this ever happened. No implications made about the sexuality of the mentioned actors. Don't sue me. It wouldn't make you happy.
- This did certainly not happen. If it did, we would have heard about it by now.
- This never happened. As far as I know Viggo is never horny.
- This never happened. *glares at everybody* Get it? It's all a lie, and I'm a liar. I don't make any money from this either, I'm still thinking of a way to do that.
Jo:
- If you think this is real, then I'm fucking Orlando Bloom on a nightly basis.
- If you believe this is real, I have a bridge in London that I'd like to sell you cheap...
Kia:
- We don't know them. We don't own them. We made everything up. It was only a bit of good fun.
- I wrote it for my own perverted pleasure. No money is being made from this
- No harm meant to these actors. Don't sue me. It's simply the result of an overactive (and sometimes perverted) imagination.
- I don't actually use any names in this... but nevertheless it's a falsity... untruth... only real in a land where Viggo Sean and Orli are my sex slaves.
Kitten:
- It didn’t happen, nobody saw it happen, you can’t prove anything.
Kris:
- It's absolute fiction, I swear it! It wouldn't make much sense to sue since I'm college-bound which means I'm in the negatives here. But I've got this chicken that says "Let's get cracking" when you press it's tummy. You can have that if you want to take something.
- don't know them, never met them, didn't happen, might happen but probably only if I wish *really* hard and have a pinch of faerie dust and rose coloured glasses handy.
- It all came from in here *taps head* Therefore it's all fiction. I've no idea where these things come from, but I can assure you that they didn't come from reality.
Kohaku:
- No one's gay in L.A. The events despicted in this story did most likely not happen. It's all imagination, baby. Oh, and they all belong to themselves, obviously. No money is made from this.
laffingacademy:
- I made all of this up. I have no idea what the boys' drinking habits are, never mind what they get up to in bed.
- I'm making all this up. I've never hung out with the guys, and cannot attest to their skill or lack thereof as cooks, never mind what they may or may not do in bed.
Lanna Michaels:
- You think this happened? *raises eyebrows* Riiiiiiiight.
Lea:
- Don't own em. Do I wish I did? HELL YES. Do I? HELL NO. Does Viggo live in Portland? Not to my knowledge, and yes the Portland Parks and Recreation bureau does exist- they belong to the city. Laman's terms: Storyline? mine. People? Wishful thinking, but no.
legion:
- (to the tune of 'I feel pretty') I own nothing, I have nothing, / and I'm making no money from thiiiiiis! / I am nothing but a randy little slashy freak. / Lalalalalalala, lalala! / / I don't know them, never met them, / they're not real and they're probably / straaight! / But I caaan... dream of watching them / having seeeeeex!
Lemur:
- I don't know these people and this never happened. I don't know what aftershave Orlando Bloom wears or if Sean Astin can dance; nor do I know if Liv Tyler likes slash (though I would like to think she does). Also, none of the excerpts are true excerpts; I made them all up, so any resemblance to any actual fic, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
- Hi, I'm a fic. I'm completely fictional. The gal who created me is a big, fat liar and made up everything you're about to read. However, she would like me to point out that she did so with the highest respect and admiration for those featured or mentionedin me. Also, my creator does know any of the people she wrote about and has no possessions to be won through what would undoubtedly be a senseless and fruitless lawsuit. Thank you.
Lil' Neko:
- this isn't real, it's fiction - and it's cheese.
- None of this really happened (i hope not, they'd be stealing my idea otherwise), I don't own anyone/anything.
Lobelia:
- This is a work of amateur fiction. I do not know these people. I am not making money. The events described in this story did not happen. No food was genetically modified during the production of this fic.
Louise:
- I do not own, I just play.
- Totally untrue. This is RPS, which is to say that the events depicted here only took place in my imagination. About as likely to have happened as David Beckham signing for West Bromwich Albion FC rather than Real Madrid. :-(
Lux:
- The devil made me do it! I'm going to hell and I'm taking you all with me. Muhahaha. Seriously though, this never happened. I don't know them and hell doesn't exist
Mandalyn:
- And I love, am a pathological liar.
mcee:
- Tis fiction, yar.
Melissa:
- No way can this be construed as ficti-- reality. *smiles sweetly* All in my head.
- Only in the dark corner of my mind that gets me up at 2am to write.
Minka:
- None of this happened - in fact, I am not too certain how this even happened inside my head...but that is completely beside the point!
Miri Ellie:
- I don't know them, and although I'd like to, I doubt that'll ever happen. And if this ever did happen, I'd love to know where my psychic powers came from. Cause then I'd just make predictions all day like Cleo. Oh, and by the way, I don't make any money off this either.
The Mistress of Happy Endings:
- Not mine, never happened, no money made, no animals injured in the process of writing, killed a few trees, though, sorry, do you really to keep going because I can . . .
Nixxie + Chelle:
- If PJ ever threw a party like this we're sure Orlando and Karl never did this…though if they did why weren't we given invites?
nova:
- blatant lies from beginning to end, yeah
OneSarcasticChick:
- Dunno these guys, am not claiming to, dun sue me. I own nothing but cheap wine and ramen.
Osiris Brackhaus:
- not mine, sigh...
Pecos:
- I don't make the toys, I'm just playing with them. No money made, nor disrespect intended
Rabbit:
- This is a story about real people doing real things. Yet, none of it really happened. Wrap your brain around that one!
Rosie Posie Danderfluff:
- I don't own either actor, which is a shame.
Rotschopf:
- No, I still do not own them. Pity, though.
Rynalwyn:
- Not even close to true.
sandyg:
- Oh heck, if I had a video of this oh so false action which messes with time and space I'd be a happy camper. All words and deeds are lovely sweet fiction but we can dream, right? Oh can we!
Shallow:
- Although real life is fun some of the time… it can't beat my imagination all of the time!
Shelly:
- I am such a liar.
- Lies! Big fat lies!
- Billy Boyd and Dominic Monaghan are the property of Shelly, Inc. and all other personifications of them are false and subject to the fullest extent of the law. Or not.
shira:
- I own nothing other than the vision in my head, and I’m not even sure I want that, because it’s too much of a tease! This is a work of pure fiction and it simply did not happen, at least as far as I know. No disrespect is meant to any of the namesakes mentioned in this piece of writing – it is all, really, a great big bunch of flattery and imagery.
Shrii:
- I ADMIT IT! It's ALL TRUE! ...except that it's set in the future and if it really happened i wouldn't know all the details or bother to write it down...lol. um. FICTION. yes. don't sue. i have no money. except $1, and i need that to buy ice cream that has odd blue stuff in it (Val! *poke*)..lol
- Uh, the song belongs to Cake. Orlando belongs to Viggo and Viggo's mine. Wait..let me rephrase that. Everyone belongs to themselves, the song belongs to the band Cake and um. i'm just a no-lifer fan that likes writing about pretty men shagging. or at least, wanting to. yes. *smile*
Steffi:
- I don't own Orlando and Elijah. Not yet, anyway.
Stella:
- Fiction. Didn't happen, won't happen. Don't know them, don't make any claims regarding their sexual orientation. I don't own them, they own me ; )
Sugar High:
- Never really happened. Complete and utter FICTION! If it did happen, then I must be psychic. See, I'm learning new stuff every day. I do not know these people, though I wish I did, know even less about their personal lives.
- This is complete and utter fiction. As in, made everything up. This did not happen. But imagine how hot it would be if it did! lol.
TamaraP:
- YES, I own these people, I keep them in my closet and every now and then I pull one (or two, or three, or the entire Fellowship if I'm feeling wicked) out, dust him off and play with him. Come on, do you seriously think that's true? *sighs* Well it was true once, but they moved out after they found out about my unusual kinks that involve getting them killed or very badly injured in nearly every story I write. If this story every really took place, you wouldn't be able to read this right now, so don't even THINK about suing me, it's not worth it. Period.
Timbre:
- Don't know these lovely boys. (Yeah, I know. Poor me.) Also this never happened. It's all made up in my scary little mind. It is, in short, FICTION!!
- Never happened!!! Got it? This is not real. It's fiction. Pretend. Imagined. I do not know any of the characters or anyone in anyway affiliated with LOTR. I don't know anyone cool like that. Poor me. Yeah, anyway. FAKE!!!
Trianne:
- All made up. I wish I knew them, but I don't. They are the lucky ones.
- I have never been in the bathroom with either of these two men. Or in the same room as them or even in the same country most of the time. I certainly do not know them or know anyone who knows them. We all just wish we did.
Tuuli:
- This is not true, none of it, I made it all up, believe me, I did.
Uluithiel:
- No fucking chance Lij and Dom would even WANT to do things like this. Uh-uh. Made it all up. Totally. My fevered imagination has SO run away with me.
- We've already established that Orli can't be a virgin. In fact he may be the exception to Elijah's statement: it's possible that Orli was BORN not a virgin. So what Orli and Viggo are doing here must be totally fictional. And as for Dom and Elijah… even if the rumors are true, I don't think they'd be playing games like this, do you? Nah. Totally unimaginative, those two. I'M the one with the too-vivid imagination. Uh-huh. All fiction.
untitled06:
- i have no idea what these men do in their spare time. this would be nice, though.
Val:
- No knees or ankles were licked or sucked or otherwise molested in the writing of this fic. And it's not real. And I don't profit from it.
Valour:
- I don't know these men. I don't know their sexual orientations. In other words: Fiction.
Wolf:
- Not mine. *boyfriend offers a hug* no, no it's okay. They're *sniff, gulp* not mine. This is all... all made up! *starts to bawl*
Zarah:
- If you think this is true, I suggest an appointment with the psychiatrist of your choice. Or, y'know, maybe a healthy dose of reality might do the trick, too.
- See that line? Yes, that one, over there. That's the line between fiction and reality. Respect it, because this story is on the fictional side.
- This is fiction. As every halfway decent dictionary will be able to tell you, fiction isn't real. If your dictionary tells you otherwise, trash it.
