| Gusmas 2010 |
[Dec. 9th, 2010|02:06 am] |
Title: Home for the Holidays 13: Protector
Author: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) frantic_quest
Prompt: December 8: Teddy Bear Picture
Notes: Season 1 Drabble Series for drabylon dollars!
Justin sat on his bed, idly sketching random objects, his mind not really focused on what he was drawing.
In the two weeks since Thanksgiving, he’d only seen Brian a few times, always at the diner when Justin was working and unable to do more than smile and wave.
Justin knew Brian’s distance was deliberate, but he also knew that eventually circumstances would bring him back into Brian’s orbit…and bed.
He glanced down at his sketchpad, and smiled when he saw Gus, his childhood teddy bear, staring back at him.
He wondered if Brian’s earliest memories included a protector. |
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| Gusmas 2010 |
[Dec. 9th, 2010|09:18 am] |
Title: It is the Season 14 - Shopping
Author: rainbow1907
Prompt: December 9 - Shopping
Beta: Many thanks to my wonderful beta LJ User buckeye5! All remaining mistakes are mine.
Author's Note: Drabble Series for drabylon dollars!
Thank fuck the supermarket aisles were mostly empty at 2:15 in the morning, Brian thought.
“Care to explain to me what we’re doing here? You know how I hate shopping,” he groused at Justin.
“Yeah, except for clothes, of course…and maybe furniture…” Justin mumbled and earned himself a stinging slap on the ass.
“Ouch!... Okay, so we need some chocolate ice cream, salted peanuts, strawberries… pickles… and… sour cream?... Daphne really has the weirdest cravings, huh?” he continued.
“Oh, you’re so gonna owe me for this, Sunshine… this will cost you five blowjobs and one kinky night of my choice.”
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| Gusmas Challenge |
[Dec. 9th, 2010|05:13 pm] |
Title: A Better Man
Author: jule1122
Prompt: Easy for you to say
“I’m breaking up with Marcus,” Emmett announced as he slid into the booth.
“It’s about time. You can do a lot better,” Ted replied.
“That’s easy for you to say. You have Blake.” Emmett sighed dramatically. “I’m going to be alone, again.”
Ted reached for Emmett’s hand. “It’s easy for me to say because I know how incredible you are, as a friend and a lover. You deserve someone who will love and appreciate you, who will cherish you. Don’t settle for less.”
Emmett saw the regret in Ted’s eyes and squeezed his hand. “Teddy, you say the sweetest things.” |
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| Gusmas Challenge |
[Dec. 9th, 2010|05:32 pm] |
Title: Necessary Sacrifice
Author: jule1122
Prompt: An accident
The first time Brian’s flight to New York was canceled due to weather, he decided to drive rather than cancel the trip. He hadn’t fucked Justin in two months, and he wasn’t going to let a little storm stop him.
An hour into the trip, he knew he’d made a mistake. Between the wind and the slick roads, he could barely control the Corvette. Several hours of white-knuckled driving later, he finally made it.
After hours spent worrying, pacing, and imagining horrific accidents, Justin went off on him instead of getting him off.
Brian sold the Corvette the next morning. |
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| Gusmas Challenge |
[Dec. 9th, 2010|05:51 pm] |
Title: Santa's Mistake
Author: jule1122
Prompt: Xylophone picture
JR banged happily away on the xylophone “Santa” had brought her.
“You know Debbie,” Melanie yelled over the noise. “I was thinking we should leave some toys here for when she visits.”
“Whatever you say, honey.” Debbie nodded distractedly and went back to harmonizing with JR’s maracas.
“But Mel, look how much she loves it. You wouldn’t want to leave it behind.” Brian smiled innocently. “She really should practice every day.”
Melanie rubbed her eyes and flipped him off. “It that thing makes it back to Canada, Gus is bringing a drum set the next time he stays with you.” |
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| Gusmas Challenge |
[Dec. 9th, 2010|08:00 pm] |
Title: Stepping In
Author: jule1122
Prompt: Red roses
The flowers were a bright splash of red against the snow, and Debbie smiled when she saw them.
“I guess Rodney’s been here. He’s coming to dinner on Christmas Eve; I insisted. You don’t have to worry about him, little brother. I’ll always take care of him. Not as good as you of course, but I do my best. He’s says my braciola is better than yours. I know he’s lying, but he means well.”
Debbie laughed; it was forced, but it was the best she could do.
“He’s a good man, Vic. I wish you’d had more time together.” |
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