Title: "Wasted Emotion"
Author: [livejournal.com profile] chiflipgrl
Pairing: Monaboyd, but with other parts mixed in.
Rating: Um… R/NC-17? For language and sexual content?
Summary: Some actual pr0n in this installment. w00t!!
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 Three 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, and Part Two 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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''Wasted Emotion'' )
Title: Tempest
Author:Hygher
Disclamer:all fake
Rating: G
Pairing:monaboyd
Summary: a little inspiration from the sky...

You feel a little akward....
Title, Unentitled.
Author, [livejournal.com profile] pocketofaclown
Rating/Warnings, R
Pairing(s), DM/BB
Summary, Billy and Dom are featured in a motorcyle mag.
Feedback, If you want please. (Do it here) Or post them here and I'll pass them along. :D
Disclaimer, You know the story.
Author's Note(s), First time.. :)
Poster's Notes, A very close friend of mine wrote this and I felt the need to share it with you because I thought it was really, very amazing.

euphemisms at their finest )
Title: Wound Tighter Than A Watch Spring
Author: [livejournal.com profile] lord_alexander
Pairing: Billy/Dom which always makes me think of goats.
Rating: R (possibly less, possibly more)
Summary: Dom is stressed, not because he's nervous or anything. A Mancunian? Being nervous? On Oscar night? It would never do. However he is wound up not by the glitz and the glamour, even by the splitting of the Fellowship, but because Billy's not talking to him. Seriously not good.
Disclaimer: Only mine if I get the temerity to kidnap them. Bugger.
Feedback: See me chase it like a dope-smoking penguin living in a tank of sardines.
Author's Notes: This might be a one shot, it might not depending on how this goes. Ultimately I'm shite at multi-chapter but it might be squeezed out of me, lemon-like. But not like a lemon. No, there'll be a plot somewhere, I expect. The title is a blast from the past, a song called Marblehead Johnson by the Bluetones. Shows how old I am, anyway. Okay, stopping jabbering on now.

[Wound Tighter Than A Watch Spring]
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Pairing: Monaboyd
Raiting: Hard, hard, hard R
Summary: “Let me go ahead and ask you the question that Billy wanted us to ask you. He’d like to know your eighteen favorite things about him.”
Notes: About three weeks ago, I promised fluff. This is what I have been working on since then. Finally, the promised fluff. And loads of it. This is very, very long. You have been warned ;) Also, the flashbacks, such as they are, do not occur in chronological order. They're just the images Billy thinks of as a result of Dom's responses.
Disclaimer: I did not make up the contents of the actual interview. The things Dom says during the interview are copied word for word from said interview, which I found online at The Bag End Inn. Also, the WB part, with the tape thing, that is on the theatrical version of TTT. Hope Fades lyrics, also not mine. Everything else came from within my head. Meaning that I don't know them, this never happened. Well, the interview did. And Billy *was* there. And I mean, they learned to surf. And Dom did rip the tape off. Right. You get it.

Billy felt the heat rushing to his face at the implications of *that* statement, though secretly he knew they were not unwarranted. )
Title: Twenty Minutes: Part Two
Author: OctoberMonaghan
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: G, except for perhaps one or two words.
Disclaimer: This is not true. They have their own lives, and I’m sure that this is nothing like what happens to them.
Summary: Follow up to the awards ceremony. I grant your wishes. This is a happy ending. Rather short, though. I had no creativity left in me.
Feedback: I need it! please!


The cut is here…  )
The Wind -----> Chapter Two

Title: The Wind
Author: cera_lari
Pairing: Billy/Dom, or else I wouldn’t be posting here, would I?
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mild language, angst.
Disclaimer: This is fiction for the fans, thus the name ‘fan-fiction.’ It is not real.
Feedback: If you will be kind enough to give me some, yes. It helps me get better.
Summary: It never was...but will it be?
Notes: I have no idea how many chapters there will be. It is just a story that is jumping around in my mind. Just hope you like it. Oh, yes, and the title will come into play later. I know it is odd, but so am I, so I suggest...getting used to it. :-)



“Check.”

Dom shifted in his seat, hoping that Aimee wouldn’t notice the mistake he had made in moving that piece. Yes, it had given him the ability to get her king, but it had also made his wide open. If she moved her knight, she’d have checkmate. Tis lifting up the leaves, then letting them go… )

I have to say a huge sorry cause I never posted the last bit of my oscar fic and I never realised.  Yes I am retarded hee hee.  So here is the previous parts if you missed it.

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And the last parts are here. 

Author – Me
Title – Oscars Parts 18-24
Pairing – Monaboyd
Rating – NC17
Summary – The Oscar’s are over, the after show party is beginning.

Disclaimers – Billy, owns Dom, Dom owns Billy.  It’s not a crime, it’s perfection.
Feedback – Please Please Please.  I’m not too ashamed to beg.
Dedication – to Jenna.  She knows how special she is so I don’t need to tell her.  I’ll just dedicate instead.

 

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Title: String Theory
Disclaimer: Let's play make-believe
Word Count: Dig me, I got up to 200
Cross-posted to: [livejournal.com profile] fellow_shippers

String Theory )
Title:Crunchy or Smooth?
Pairing: Billeh and Dom
Rating: PG for language
Summary: Dom drunkedly analyzes Billy and food
Disclaimer: It's all true. My hamster told me so.
Feedback: I would appreciate it muchly. But with my luck I'll be stuck between 2 really great stories and be skipped over! ^_^ It's my first complete Monaboyd by myself. I guess it could be a drabble.
Some thanks to my lovahs [livejournal.com profile] livingenfantasy and [livejournal.com profile] adwen_fae.
Please be gentle.


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The Fates
by puddle
rated g
1.160 words


featuring (in order of appearance): Meriadoc Brandybuck, Peregrin Took, Gandalf the White, Dominic Monaghan and Billy Boyd
Title: Not Again
Author: Dee Sarrachi
Rating: Leaning towards R, but only because of the amazing amount of times I use that lovely little F word.
Pairing: Monaboyd
Author's Notes: Inspired by a line from the Moxy Fruvous song River Valley. Can be taken as a continuation of “Other People’s Eyes”, my earlier fic, but can be read as a stand-alone.
Summary: "But that would be fine/ if the world was yours and you were mine.” Rather random thoughts of Billy as he obsesses over a certain someone.
but that would be fine/if the world was yours and you were mine )

Feedback makes me feel warm and gooshy. Don't you want me to feel warm and gooshy? *puppy dog eyes*
Title: Trouble In Here (1/?)
Pairing: Dom/Billy, implied Dom/Elijah and Billy/Ali
Rating: PG-13 for this part, for some language
Summary: The Oscars are over, Billy is moving on--but Dom isn't.
Disclaimer: Don't know these guys, don't own them. This never happened. I made it all up!
Notes: The title is shamelessly stolen from a Howie Day song. Which definitely fits the story, plus I like the title. Post-Oscars, angsty monaboyd. Yay!

...this was the most important moment of his life and he needed to be there. )
Title: Fear
Author: The Phantom Writer [livejournal.com profile] silentnumbsmoke
Pairing: BB/DM
Pairing: PG-13
Feedback: Ich liebe "feedback." Je t'aime, "feedback!" Hm. Amor? Meh. I don't know enough languages. Anyway, I truly love feedback.
Disclaimer: This isn't real. Nope, not so much.
Notes: This story... I don't really remember where I got the idea. I think I just sat down and wrote it, nothing really in my mind.

This one is definitely angst.

Fear is the one thing I've never learned to cope with. )
Just some drabbles written as requests and such.

morning

Güell

bother (with David Wenham)

Sloan is totally underrated. We need more Sloan fans!

Uh..Yeah. Anyways, this next fic was inspired by the song "The Other Man" which is a real eye-opener in a lot of ways.

Right. Here we go:

Warnings: Introspective angst, people being bastards, sort of.

Pairings: Dom/Billeh, Past Billeh/Girlfriend

Disclaimers: Not true. I'm wishing it were tho. Sloan owns the song.

Archiving/Feedback: Sure on both counts. Let me know about the archiving, mmk, children?

Summary: Dom is trying to explain himself to the world that has labelled him "The Other Man." The world doesn't seem to want to listen.

Posted: [livejournal.com profile] monaboyd and x-posted to [livejournal.com profile] fellow_shippers

 

The Other Man )

Title: Where Billy wishes he had kept the information to himself. (Part Six of 'The Billy Series')
Author: [livejournal.com profile] sunsetmog
Rating: G for content, PG-13 for language

(Full headers inside)

The earlier parts of this fic were poking fun at some overused or cliched bits of fanfiction. They do stand alone, as does this installment, but it would be an idea to read the earlier parts:1 2 3 4 5

Where Billy wishes he had kept the information to himself

Crossposted at [livejournal.com profile] fellow_shippers, [livejournal.com profile] monaboyd and [livejournal.com profile] sunsetmog_fics
Ah-ha! After days of slaving, I've finally written some more of my very first fic! And it has finally become natural to me to write Billy/Dom slash. Actually, I'm starting to get too many ideas now.

(First part can be found here)

Title: Turning Fifteen.
Author: Maddy, as in [livejournal.com profile] so_much_to_say
Rating: R
Disclaimer: We really shouldn't need to put disclaimers. If this had really happened, then I'd probably be dead from happiness right now and unable to write it down.

Feeling bold, he gazed straight into Dominic's twinkling eyes and instantly wished he hadn't. It was all he could do not to throw himself at his friend and ravish him on the pavement. )
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