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January 1st, 2013

Title: Snowed in for the Weekend [Jan. 1st, 2013|01:14 am]


[Current Location |living room]
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Title: Snowed in for the Weekend
Prompt: smells like snow
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: Brian and Justin go away for the weekend. Justin is much more excited about the prospect of snow than Brian is. :)
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Queer As Folk
A/N: I’m a member of Drabylon.

“It smells like snow!” Justin inhaled and smiled.
“What does snow smell like?” Brian asked.
“It smells-invigorating!” Justin practically bounced with joy.
Brian put a hand on his shoulder.“Calm down. I plan on keeping you indoors.”
Justin pouted.“Why?”
“You have to ask why?” Brian asked,shocked.
  " I want to go skating,snowboarding-”
“You can’t  be serious!” Brian yelled, stopping  when he saw Justin double over in  laughter. “Very funny,” he said, grabbing Justin and kissing him.
“You should’ve seen your face,” Justin laughed.
“Laugh it up now, Sunshine. You’ll pay  later.”
Justin smiled.
He couldn’t wait until later!
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|03:38 am]


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Author: britin1729
3 drabbles

Keep on Dancing
Prompt: Flame pic

Title: Save the Date
Prompt: Solstice

Title: False Advertising
Prompt: Bed of roses


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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|09:55 am]
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Title: Searching for What You Don't Know
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: "I wanna feel you from the inside"

Brian woke from a fitful sleep, Justin warm and pliant against him. He reached for him instinctively, pressing a kiss into his hair. Justin made a quiet sound in his sleep, pushing closer to Brian.

Slipping down under the blankets, he spanned Justin’s ass with his hands, holding him open. Brian pressed his mouth to Justin’s hole, breathing deeply before he started licking, sucking.

Brian felt the moment Justin woke, held him still and stopped his protest with a whispered “Don’t.” When Justin relaxed, he pushed his tongue inside, knowing this was healing him in a way radiation never could.
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|10:10 am]
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Title: A Theater Near You
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: Bigger, brighter, better

When a prominent studio sent a proposal for a Rage movie, Michael and Justin were skeptical. They met in New York, around the corner from a gallery displaying two of Justin’s paintings.

“No offense, but we’ve been down this road before,” Justin told them.

“Kellar was an amateur looking to make a name for himself. We just want to make a great movie.” The president explained before detailing the terms, the true amount of control they would have, the reality of what they would and wouldn’t show on screen.

Hopeful, but cautious, they left with a promise to consider it.
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|10:19 am]
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Title: Replacement Therapy
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: Christmas Eve

The first Christmas after the divorce, Jennifer worked a half day on Christmas Eve then realized she had nothing to do. Christmas Eve was always spent with Craig’s family. Molly was already with her father, and wouldn’t be home until late. Justin was God only knows where.

Determined not to feel sorry for herself, Jennifer went to an early movie then picked up Chinese food on the way home. She ended the evening with a few glasses of wine and the first Christmas special she found on TV.

Surprised to realize she’d enjoyed herself, Jennifer made it her new tradition.
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|10:32 am]
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Title: Chaos Reigns
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: Christmas Day

Christmas in Pittsburgh was always crazy. Debbie and Michael both went crazy buying gifts for the kids. They barely had time to open them all before rushing off to an awkward brunch with Lindsay’s parents.

Then it was back to Debbie’s where the house was packed with people, noise, and a new stack of presents to open from Brian and Justin. By dinner, the kids were overstimulated, cranky and impossible to please.

Some day, Melanie and Lindsay promised themselves, they’d stay home for Christmas. They’d have a quiet day, just the four of them, before leaving for Pittsburgh. Some day
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|10:55 am]
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Title: Looking for Inspiration
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: Kwanzaa

“Taste this,” Emmett thrust a spoon at Ted.

Taking a cautious bite, Ted set the spoon down. “Not bad. What is it?”

“African peanut and sweet potato stew. I’m not sure I have the spices down.”

“That’s a little adventurous for you,” Ted commented.

“I’m catering a Kwanzaa banquet at the community center. The director suggested a few recipes, and I’ve been going to the new Ethiopian restaurant on West Capital for ideas.”

“What a minute,” Ted eyed Emmett suspiciously. “Isn’t that the place Ben took us to where you said the chef was hot?”

“It’s legitimate research!” Emmett pouted.
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|11:08 am]
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Title: Throwing Caution to the Wind
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: Fuck the phone

Brian opened the loft door to find Justin mid-rant. “Fancy meeting you here,” he said with a lift of his brow.

“Fuck you! If you think you’re going to play some kind of control freak games and leave me a fucking message telling me what to do, you’re wrong.”

Brian silenced him with a kiss “Since you decided not to stay in New York and avoid the blizzard, you should come in and warm up.”

Justin stomped in, slammed the door, and began pulling off layers of clothes before. “I still hate you,” he muttered as he kissed him back.
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|11:15 am]
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Title: Marked
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: Bed of Roses

“Ma, are you okay?” Michael looked at the red blotches covering her arms and neck. “Are those bruises?”

“I think they’re hickies.” Ted’s eyes widened when realized what he said. “A lot of hickies.”

“They’re not hickies!” Debbie shouted. Everyone in the diner turned to stare at her. “Mind you own fucking business.”

When most people resumed eating, she leaned down and whispered, “Carl thought it would be romantic to cover the bed with rose petals. It wasn’t until after,” she wiggled her eyebrows making Michael groan. “That we realized when we crushed them the color rubbed off on us.”
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|11:23 am]
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Title: Drunk Dialing
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: Drunk and disorderly

“Love sucks.”

“Justin?” Daphne looked at the display on her phone. “Are you drunk?”

“Of course I’m drunk! You’d be drunk too if you were me.”

“Are you okay?”

“I’m horney!” Justin shouted. “Brian was supposed to be here, but his flight was cancelled, and I’ve had a butt plug in for hours. I just want him to fuck me.”

Daphne couldn’t stop laughing. “It’s late, Justin. You should go to bed or call Brian.”

“He can’t fuck me through the phone. His dick’s not that big,” Justin’s speech slurred into a snore.

“Goodnight,” Daphne giggled again before hanging up.
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|11:36 am]
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Title: All Good Things
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: It's only time

Justin stared out their bedroom window, the city was quiet beneath them, covered in a blanket of white.

“Hey,” Brian came up behind him. “Your mother sent me to find you. It’s time for dinner.”

Justin leaned against him. “Okay.”

Brian turned him around, studied his face. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Justin shook his head. “Everything’s perfect. We’re here together,” he looked at their rings. “Our families are here for our fucking anniversary dinner, and you’re not even freaking out. It’s perfect.”

Brian pressed their foreheads together. “It’s not perfect. It’s just us.”

Justin relaxed, kissing Brian softly. Dinner could wait.
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Gusmas 2012 [Jan. 1st, 2013|11:48 am]
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Title: Advanced Planning
Author: [info]jule1122
Prompt: Picture Prompt-Champagne

“Yes, yes, I will marry you.”

Justin was still reeling from those words, from the look on Brian’s face when he said them. He covered his face with his hands, took a deep breath, when he opened his eyes, Brian was holding a champagne flute out to him.

“You brought champagne? Really?” Justin laughed because only Brian. “I guess you were pretty sure of my answer.”

Brian set the glasses down and cupped Justin’s face in his hands. “There was no room for failure, not with this.”

Justin saw the truth in Brian’s eyes, “Okay,” he breathed into a kiss.
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The 37 Days of Gusmas [Jan. 1st, 2013|12:18 pm]


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Hello. I am Rebel, the dog of [info]xie_xie_xie (not her real name). I've been in heaven. Have you missed me?

I am very sorry this is a few minutes late, but we don't really have time in heaven, so sometimes I lose track of earth time.

This is my new Christmas story about Rage the kitten, who is now a cat. I hope you like it very much. Thank you to [info]xie_xie_xie who, despite using a false name, is a very good typist.

There are 37 drabbles, in order.

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It's Even Worse Than Last Year XXI-XXV [Jan. 1st, 2013|06:19 pm]
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Title: It's Even Worse Than Last Year
Author: xheartrockx
Prompt(s): Fire (picture prompt), Hanukkah, Cars, trains, buses, and planes, Red lights (picture prompt), Somehow I always knew this would happen
Notes: This is the sequel to The Worst Holiday Season Ever – which you should read in order for this to make sense. This starts shortly after Thanksgiving and follows the prompts in order. Sometimes it's one prompt!day per fic!day, sometimes I use more than one prompt to tell a day in the fic.
A/N2: This probably won't be finished before the deadline but I hope you'll stay tuned for the rest of the drabbles.

Fire To The Rain )


Hanukkah )


What's it like in New York City )


Red Light )


Murphy's Law )
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Dec. 9: The hand you were dealt [Jan. 1st, 2013|09:13 pm]

I've never written a death!fic, mostly because of the pain it would cause me. I decided, however, that I could handle death!fic in a drabble; hence, The Hand You Were Dealt. As it turned out, my muse wouldn't go as far as all-out, no-holds-barred death!fic, but death is definitely implied, so I've put it behind a cut. It's your decision.

The Hand You Were Dealt )
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