| Drabble: Made in China |
[Sep. 13th, 2007|01:47 am] |
Hi, this is my first drabble/writing.. enjoy~!
Made in China
“Sunshine, why I find this in the trash can?”
“cause I throw it away?!”
“and why? Its your favorite.”
“Turn and see it yourself.”
At the back of the base marked ‘Made in China’
“so…..?”
“Don’t you see the news about those toys recall?”
“um, well I thought they refer only to children toy not adults.”
Justin shrugs. “Just in case”
Brian take Justin’s hand towards his crotch.
“How about this one? Its safe, Made in USA, and your most favorite too…”
“I will never throw this one away.” |
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| Challenge #30: Episodes 216-220 |
[Sep. 13th, 2007|11:24 am] |
TITLE: “RED ROSES”
AUTHOR: Doppelganger
A/N: Episode 216 *sigh* the ending is just heart-breaking. You know Brian loves Justin so much that it hurts him. If only he could just let go and let his feelings be free…and the roses. The roses! *sniff* I hope you guys will like this one :O)
TIMELINE: 216 ending. Brian’s POV
Kinney owns me this week. Condom goes to the King of Denial.
He smelled the bouquet; so vibrant. So red….just like how he feels inside.
“Shall I wrap them for ya?” Asked the old florist. He looked at the old man then back to the open petals staring at him. Sunshine would be thrilled. He know he’d be happy…
“Sure.”
He wanted to tell the florist, “please give me two dozens.”
But a more powerful emotion washed all his good thoughts. On his hand all he see is a bleeding heart. How do you handle such feeling? Such fear?
“No thanks.” He firmly answered then walked away.
‘I’m not yet ready …’
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| Challenge #30 Episodes 216-220 |
[Sep. 13th, 2007|04:52 pm] |
TITLE: Hope
AUTHOR: Foreverbm
A/N: Depressing as always from me, for some reason.
TIMELINE: 218 (Michael's POV)
CONDOM: Ben
Michael sat at Ben’s bedside, his eyes focused on the rise and fall of his chest, ears tuned to every rasping breath that passed his lips.
Three days had passed since that phone call which shattered his world, bringing all the fears he had kept hidden flooding into his mind.
Ben was strong. But was that enough to fight this fucking disease.
He was angry, scared and helpless. He could do nothing except sit and wait, holding onto the words that Ben whispered every night. I love you Michael.
“I love you Ben. Stay with me please”
His tears fell. |
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| Challenge #30: Episodes 216-220 |
[Sep. 13th, 2007|07:19 pm] |
Double Drabble
Title: The Roses
Notes: Thanks to ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) catcayman for the beta...you keep me in line!
And the condom goes to: Brian
Four evenings in a row, Brian stopped at the flower stand. The third day, the vendor asked if Brian would like to buy some. Brian hesitated but finally refused.
On the fourth evening, he bought a dozen. As the vendor handed them to Brian he said, "Good luck."
A middle-aged couple waited with Brian at the next corner. "Those are beautiful," one of them remarked. Closing his eyes briefly, Brian handed the flowers to her as the light changed, waving off her surprised protest. He passed another vendor; his mouth tightened, but he didn't slow. He walked alone into the darkness.
Title: The Picnic
Notes: I'm breaking my own condom rule this time, Justin gets one too.
And the condom goes to: Justin
Four afternoons in a row, Justin went to the market. He looked at the fancy cheeses and the gourmet olives, but he didn't buy anything.
He found ways to justify a picnic. Brian Kinney didn't believe in romance, but he had to eat, right? Even if the food was served on the floor and candles were lit, it was still just a meal.
On the fourth afternoon, he bought the cheeses and the olives and the candles and the wine. Closing his eyes briefly, he hoped for the best. Then, he set it up and waited alone in the candlelight. |
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| 216 I don't Believe In Birthdays |
[Sep. 13th, 2007|08:07 pm] |
Title: I don't Believe...
Author: Vamphile
Warning Angst (216, HELLO)
Condom: Justin
Justin downs the tequila, sucking the lime and trying not to make a face. He licks the salt and tries to avoid Ted’s eyes. No issue avoiding Brian’s, he’s not even looking at him. He says he agrees and he’s not lying, not completely. He sees the point, a little, about not celebrating birthdays. Hell, even Stalin and Hitler managed to get born. Brian finally looks at him but Justin can’t read him anymore. He wonders if he sometimes seems as inscrutable to Brian. He takes another shot, tired of thinking about it. Thinking has been getting him nowhere lately. |
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| Challenge # 30: 216-220 |
[Sep. 13th, 2007|09:27 pm] |
Tonight xie_xie_xie (not her real name) was crying because Brian didn't buy some roses. Roses would have died and they were stupid anyway. He should have gotten Justin a kitten. This is just a fantasy, though, so the best I can do is given Justin a condom.
What if… a 216 kitten drabble
By Rebel
As he passed the alley, Brian couldn’t believe he’d almost bought those lesbian roses. Then he saw a kitten, her back arched, hissing at a big cat near a dumpster.
“Hey!” The cat bolted, but the kitten, who’d been hungry and cold ever since her mother died, simply curled up right where she was and prepared to be killed by the monster looming over her.
Brian picked her up and felt her trembling. He’d told Justin he couldn’t have a cat in the loft. Fuck knew what she’d do to his Italian leather sofa.
Brian kept walking towards the Jeep.Continued here... |
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