| Challenge #134: Past Events |
[Sep. 30th, 2009|10:06 am] |
Title: Good Genes
Notes: I know this could use some tinkering, but I have been struggling with this challenge all week, and this came out at exactly 100 words so I'm afraid to mess with it.
Condom: Michael
“We did it! I’m pregnant!”
Brian held the phone away from his ear. Lindsay hadn’t even given him a chance to say hello. He listened to her babble about pregnancy tests and morning sickness and due dates all the while resisting the urge to shout “No.”
He wanted to take it back, but it was too late. Brian knew he was never meant to be a father even if it was in name only, but now he was stuck.
When Lindsay finally paused for breath, he responded the only way he could. “I told Melanie I was the better man.” |
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| Challenge #134: Past Events |
[Sep. 30th, 2009|11:20 am] |
Title: Introductions
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne
“Brian! Brian! Come Here! I want you to meet someone.” Michael grabbed Brian’s hands and dragged him through the front door.
“Jesus, Mikey! Take a fucking chill pill.” Brian pulled his hands away, but looked with smoldering interest at the tall, well-built and fucking hot man standing in the Novotny kitchen.
“This is my Uncle Vic. He lives in New York City.” Michael bounced as he introduced his two favorite people.
“Well…” Brian drawled and prowled dangerously close to the older man. “Hello-o-o-o Uncle Vic.”
Vic watched the handsome youth stalk him and thought. “Holy Shit, what have we here?” |
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| Challenge #134: Past Events |
[Sep. 30th, 2009|11:43 am] |
Title Emancipation
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne
“You won’t get one red cent from me, Sonny-Boy!” Jack Kinney pushed past Brian on his way to the scotch bottle. “What kind of faggoty sport is soccer anyway? What the fuck am I gonna tell the guys at the Union Hall? You want to be a la-di-da college boy? Well, not on my dime.”
“Don’t worry Pop. I don’t need your fucking money. As a matter of fact, I don’t want anything from you except for you to leave me the fuck alone.” Brian clenched his shaking fists and only relaxed as he left his childhood home behind forever. |
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| *Challenge #134: Past Events* |
[Sep. 30th, 2009|12:54 pm] |
Title: Lunch Break
Notes: It's been a loooooong time since I drabbled, so forgive my rustiness. Thank you so, so much to ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) jule1122 for the beta *and* the encouragement.
And the condom goes to: Michael Novotny
Brian sat alone in the cafeteria. For the first few days at his new school, he’d sat with the jocks, but quickly grew sick of them and their cloyingly attentive girlfriends. Now he avoided them, the scowl on his face defying anyone to approach.
He watched a dark-haired boy walk past with his lunch tray, flanked by two kids taunting him and grabbing at a comic book stuffed in his back pocket. Brian couldn’t help but notice the kid’s flushed cheeks and the slight erection he was sporting.
Smiling to himself, Brian thought, “Finally. Someone worth getting to know.” |
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| challenge #134: past events |
[Sep. 30th, 2009|03:51 pm] |
Title: Cherry
A/N: Last minute, unbeta'd
Condom: Michael
In high school, Brian sucked cock and fucked girls. During undergrad he did the same, but also got fucked or blown into oblivion by a strange man, at least once, every weekend. He regaled his best friend with all the raunchy details, because the combination of Mikey’s confused face and huge tent job was endlessly amusing to Brian.
The best reaction came one night during grad school, after Brian topped a guy for the first time. If the full body shudder was any indication (and it was), Mikey came right there in his corduroys.
That's when Brian crowned himself king. |
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| Challenge #134: Past Events |
[Sep. 30th, 2009|06:50 pm] |
Title: Every day is exactly the same.
Notes: The title is from a Nine Inch Nails song. I hope I did this right as it’s my first time. Technically, it’s just moments before we meet Brian for the first time, but it’s a past event right?
Condom goes to: Daphne.
It was like this every single fucking night.
The same tricks all hoping for the same thing; a chance to be fucked by the infamous Brian Kinney.
Brian couldn’t give a fuck about what they wanted. What he wanted was a hot mouth to suck him off so he could be extra sharp at work tomorrow.
Head tilted to one side, Brian surveyed the main room of Babylon. Michael stood on his left, pointed out a fairly hot guy and asked for Brian’s opinion.
“He’ll do.” Brian said offhandedly before he squeezed Michael shoulder. “Don’t wait up.”
Every fucking night. |
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| CHALLENGE #134 CLOSED//CHALLENGE #135: Song Lyrics |
[Sep. 30th, 2009|11:12 pm] |
Hey guys! Challenge #134 is offically closed! Our winner is...
Daphne with 6 condoms!
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Challenge #135: Song Lyrics
For this challenge, you must use at least five words from a song, any song, in your drabble. Song title MUST be included in your notes for you to get credit for this challenge!
And our challengers this around are....
Daphne v. Lindsey!
Happy Drabbling! |
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