| Challenge # 149: Theodore Schmidt |
[Mar. 3rd, 2010|12:46 am] |
Title: Center Stage
Author: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) frantic_quest
And the Condom Goes To: Brian
Concluding that maybe Blake isn’t too tweaked to realize he’s chosen the Chevy over the Porsche after all, I finally get a tantalizing taste of how it must feel to be Brian Kinney.
Convincing myself he’s not as wasted as he appears when he smiles at me with all his wholesome boy-next-store beauty, I take what he offers trustingly; no over-analyzing.
As I press him into the soft cushions of the couch, and feel him slide against me, I hear the music crescendo within me and I am lost.
Perhaps it’s finally my turn on center stage. |
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| Challenge #149: Theodore Schmidt |
[Mar. 3rd, 2010|08:08 am] |
Title: Canceled Plans
Author’s Note: Thank you suze_y for the quick beta!! And thank you kari77 for this wonderful icon, which inspired me. Ted Schmidt is a good man, and a good friend.
And the condom goes to: Brian
"Schmidt!" echoed in the empty office.
Ted paused in the doorway. "Yeah, Bri?"
"Why are you still here? This week all you've done is yammer about going away for the weekend."
"With Justin leaving for that meeting, and the new account, I knew you'd be working..."
"Huh, if you canceled your plans every time we had to cancel ours..." Glancing up, Brian caught Ted's guilty look. "Christ, Theodore, this isn't a fucking sweatshop. Leave! Now!"
"You sure? I could come back early."
"Don't show your face before Tuesday," Brian insisted, then muttered. "At least somebody will be getting laid this weekend." |
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| *Challenge #149 CLOSED//Challenge #150: Sex In The Workplace OPEN* |
[Mar. 3rd, 2010|03:43 pm] |
Challenge #149 is officially closed....
And the big winner is...
  Brian Kinney! With all three condoms!
This week's Challenge #150: Sex In The Workplace
This week's condom battle: Kennetik Vs. The Liberty Diner
Which location will have a stash of condoms worthy of its... staff? YOU DECIDE. Go forth and drabble y'all.
Thank you to the Mods for letting me guest host so many times. This is the best asylum ever ever! |
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| *Challenge #149: Theodore Schmidt* |
[Mar. 3rd, 2010|04:20 pm] |
Title: Invisible
Notes: It's been a long time since I drabbled, but Besa's back *and* this is fun_demented's host week *AND* she gave me a boost with three words for a drabble, so I had to write something! Totally UN-beta'd, 'cause time is almost up, but outlander did help help with logistics. Thanks my dear!
And the condom goes to: Brian Kinney
Ted leaned alone against the pillar, mindlessly swirling his champagne flute. The crowd swirled too, vivacious and lively around him. Another cork popped and a cheer went up; Lindsay’s opening was a rousing success.
Ted scanned the crowd, picking absently at a loose button with his fingernail. Emmett hugged Melanie, encouraging the trannies as they worked the crowd. Em was in his element.
A server sashayed by. Ted raised his glass, indicating he wanted a refill. But the server was intent on someone else and never noticed Ted.
Ted sighed. It was the story of his life. He was invisible. |
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