| The 37 Days of Gusmas: Week One |
[Dec. 2nd, 2009|09:26 pm] |
Title: Week One
Author: ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) etextraordinary
Prompt: Thanksgiving Day, Stuffed, First snow, Holidays on ice, Bah humbug, Skiing Picture, 'Tis the season, and Joy to the world
Notes: All of these drabbles are loosely connected and set a few years post-513. Brian and Justin are living at Britin. Not beta'd, all mistakes are mine.
( Week One ) |
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| Challenge #136: Emmett |
[Oct. 13th, 2009|11:47 pm] |
Title: The Bed
Notes: This drabble series is an addition to the fic I wrote for the Moving Prompt on ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) qaf_prompts. simplystars, michira_70, and qafmaniac all wanted to see Emmett putting together the bed for Brian and Justin; this is for them. The fic can be found here. A giant thank you goes to my wonderful beta, ahaw9913
And the Condom goes to... 5 to Daphne
My phone was ringing: “Brian, what do you need?”
“Emmett, my friend. How is Pittsburgh’s most fabulous planner?”
“What do you want?”
“What makes you think I want anything?”
“You only ask how I’m doing when you need me to do something for you, so what is it?”
He took a deep breath, “I need you to help me assemble my bed.”
“What makes you think that I can put a bed together?”
“Remember that road trip? You changed the flat. I think you can assemble a bed, and keep it a secret.”
“Alright, when do you want me there?”
( Parts 2-5 ) |
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| Challenge #132: Couples |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|10:15 am] |
Title: The Quiz
Warnings/Author's Notes: Unbeta'd, all mistakes are mine. Inspired by What Everyone Else Doesn't Know About US by Draccone.
And the condom goes to: Brian and Justin
“Which word best describes your partner? A) Selfish B) Childish C) Loyal”
Why the fuck am I reading this shit, Brian thought. The nurse said, “We’ll be right with you, Mr. Kinney” over an hour ago. He already read the old magazines and the only thing left was Cosmo. He shuddered at the thought.
He sighed, how do I describe Justin? He’s never really been childish-hell, he was the most mature person I knew when I met him. Selfish, that’s laughable. When he looked up, he realized the nurse was calling him. Standing up, he put down the magazine; Justin is loyal. |
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| Challenge #132: couples |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|10:09 am] |
Title: Payment
Warnings/Author's Notes: Unbeta'd, all mistakes are mine
And the condom goes to: Brian and Justin
Brian swallowed around my cock and the sensation was too much, I came with a rush of heat down his throat. He gently licked me clean, and then moved up to kiss me. I could still taste my come on his tongue.
“Is that enough of a down payment for you to help me out?” he asked.
“Mmmm” I breathed, still not capable of higher brain functions. “I think we can work something out. But why are you paying me in blowjobs?”
Brian sighed, “Because I’m getting paid in bottles of wine.”
I laughed, “At least you can get drunk!” |
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| Challenge #132: Couples |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|09:43 am] |
Title: Ribbed for his pleasure
Warnings/Author's Notes: Beta'd by dottie_jane This drabble was inspired by too much studying, be warned.
And the condom goes to: Brian and Justin
“Hey, Brian?”
“Hmm?”
“Where did you get these condoms?”
“The same place as usual, why?” Brian said, wrapping his arms around Justin.
“Huh. OK. There is something different about them.”
Brian snatched the condom out of Justin’s hands. “What do you mean there is something different about them?”
Justin spun around inside Brian’s arms and pointed to the description on the condom. “Here, I’ve never seen this on a condom before.”
“Now striated for your pleasure.” Brian read off the package. “Well I think we should test them and see if they are.” As he pulled Justin into a deep passionate kiss. |
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| Challenge #118: St. James Academy |
[Jun. 9th, 2009|11:13 pm] |
Title: Graduation
Author's notes: I wrote this recently, however didn't get a chance to get it beta'd so mistakes are all mine. This is the first drabble I am posting, so comments and critiques are always appreciated!
And the Condom goes to... Ben
High school graduation, Daphne thought, it is finally over. She had heard many times it was the “best years of your life.” She laughed quietly to herself; my best friend is barely alive and is not here laugh at this with me. Best years--hardly.
“St. James Academy would like to ask Jennifer Taylor to come accept this diploma for her son, Justin Taylor, who was seriously injured after Prom, and is still in a coma.”
Daphne watched as Jennifer stood up, her face completely blank, and quietly walked over to the principal and shook his hand. Daphne started crying. |
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