Okay ... so ... hello. I'm Kasey, and I don't think I've ever posted here before. But I have read practically every fic in the community; I went back to the beginning of the archives when I joined a few months ago. I'm what you would call "obsessive."

I don't really write fiction very well, so I stopped trying a while ago when the Gundam Wing fandom was still huge.

However, I have this idea kicking around in my head, but I know it'll be crap once I type it out. So I present it to the many talented writers here:

So the Oscars - we've all seen the Joan Rivers clip by now. Dom seemed all giddy and like he wasn't quite sure what to do with himself. Ha, he seemed a bit, erm, not entirely sober to me, but whatever. And Billy was all, Grr, right?

So what if Dom is all mad for Billy and Billy's like, Dude, No Way.

Yeah.

Then, the Sharon Osbourne show.
And Billy sings a song about regret :D

::nods:: Yep. If anyone here wants to, please fill it in any way you want to. Because I can't. And if you do, I'll love you forever and give you a million dollars. Well ... many warm wishes and images of freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies will be sent your way.
Title: “A Wasted Bottle of Whiskey”
Author: [livejournal.com profile] chiflipgrl
Pairing: Monaboyd, but with other parts mixed in. (Slight het, OMG!)
Rating: Um… R/NC-17? For language and sexual content?
Summary: “The days distract him from the nights...” Summary suckage. Aye. Oh, and tons of angst in this installment. You’ve been warned.
Disclaimer: I don't own these guys, and if this has ever really happened, I've got a bridge I'd like to sell ya...
Feedback: Go easy... I'm a beginner.
Author's Notes: This is Part Two of what will eventually be called the “Wasted” series, which, in its entirety, is dedicated to my wifey [livejournal.com profile] rorylie. Part One is here. Mucho thanks to [livejournal.com profile] eosthilas for the BETA. Also, if you’d like to rec or post this on your website or something, be sure to let me know. I won’t give you a hard time; I’d just like to know where my fic is going. Thanks.

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''A Wasted Bottle of Whiskey'' )
Title: Straight Translators
Author: [livejournal.com profile] red_moon_rising (or Cai)
Rating: PG-13
Feedback: Yes, please.
Note #1: I’m not fluent in German. Therefore, any German in this chapter is there because of wonderful people who don’t mind me pestering them. *smiles*
Note #2: Thanks ever so much to [livejournal.com profile] arabella_o for the wonderful beta.

Arg: Did it yet again...Here is the link to my memories so that new readers don't have to go searching like whoa. *loves*




Chapter Eight )




Well, lovies, chapter 9 is off to the beta (yes, file attached this time, I made sure *grins*) and chapter 10 isn't yet started. Should probably do that, yeah? But! Before that, I will do my German homework. And find out what kind of projecty-goodness I missed on Friday while I was...er...sick...*shifty eyes*

~Cai
Title: Pretend
Author: The Phantom Writer [livejournal.com profile] silentnumbsmoke
Pairing: BB/DM
Pairing: PG-13
Feedback: In my opinion, feedback is one of the loviest things ever.
Disclaimer: This isn't real. Nope, not so much.
Notes: Spark word fic! Conformity.
Uh... I wrote it a few weeks ago. So... yesh. It's kinda angsty, but... there's not really too much.

Oooh, and I've put up a challenge for fic requests in my journal. Feel free to request something; it'd make me happy!

Enjoy!

I was never one for conformity. In school, I was the one defying all the ‘rules’ that said that only girls did theatre. I would come to school dressed in outfits that would attract stares, and, of course, during Hetty Wainthropp, I dressed in drag and showed my arse on the tele. )
just made this today...


Monaboyd is Love.


and i know there are probably about 97 monaboyd color bars out there, i wanted to make my own. :D

edit: okay, folks. as this colorbar was so wildly popular *snortteehee*, i made another one, to be found here. it's rock!dommie :D
Hi all!

I've just joined, and I really need help. I've finally given in to the delicious temptation that is Dom/Billy slash, even though for some reason (and despite the fact that one year ago I was a rabbid BSB slasher) RPS is making me uneasy nowadays (unless it's Keira Knightley/Natalie Portman. Weird...).

Anyway, I've started writing a ficlet a couple of days ago, but I don't feel anything's right about it. Words just don't flow like they usually do, and I have that nagging feeling that I should just erase the whole thing and stop thinking about it. I've posted what I've written so far on my LJ, but for the first time nobody's commented on it. So I'm looking for comments, and advice if you have any to spare, and what better place to go to than here?! I've discovered this community two days ago and so far all the fics I've read were fantastic! And they all sounded so real, so in character (well, you know what I mean)... So if anybody can tell me how to achieve good Dom/Billy, I expect it should be you all.

So here's the first part of my story! Please do tell me what you think!

*hugs*

Maddy.

Untitled, PG-13 for now, just a drabble really. )
Title: Imitation Of Life: Part Three
Author: [livejournal.com profile] jettabug
Rating: R for swearing
Feedback: Please!
Author's Notes: To Bunny [[livejournal.com profile] domslover] for being amazing and for letting me love her.
Summary: Part Three. If you have a hospital squick, don't read this.

Part One | Part Two

Imitation Of Life: Part Three )

Cross posted to: [livejournal.com profile] jettabug & [livejournal.com profile] fellow_shippers
Title: This Love (stolen from the song, yes)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] red_moon_rising (or Cai)
Rating: Definitely R, but NC-17 to lean on the safe side, cause I'm paranoid like that.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Disclaimer: Ha. I wish this'd happened. Maybe I could've worked things so I was the janitor in the bathroom or something...but that would've involved a lot of make-up and padding and I really just am not up to putting that much effort into catching two guys shagging...
Dedication: [livejournal.com profile] arabella_o because I swear. It's ALL her fault. Honestly. Blame her.

Note #1: Not a song-fic.

Note #2: This has nothing to do with Straight Translators. Sorry for the confusion.




This Love... )




*nods* All her fault. *points at Ara*
this is a totally random sorta monaboyd drabble i came up with a bit ago. of couse, it didn't come out as well as it seemed in my bain, but that is the way things work.

title: erm, none.
author: [livejournal.com profile] captainoats
pairing: semi-implied monaboyd
rating: G

'...shifting voices sliding from the speakers...' )
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