Title: There is such a thing as a free lunch  (challenge #196, food)
Author:  greenling
Timeline: S3
Author's Note:  Hunter's POV throughout (which I don't think I managed to make clear).
And the condom goes to:  Hmm…Chinese food

 

Brian doesn’t share his poppers or his beer, but he’s good for a free lunch if caught on the right day.  

 

When she’s not surviving on lima beans and lean protein, Debbie lives for marinara sauce and ice cream (although not together) and is generous with portions.

 

Michael eats whatever touches his fork and doesn’t like to eat alone. Ben prefers tofu, yet is willing to indulge the dietary errors of others. 

 

When Hunter settles in at the Novotny-Bruckners with unlimited Cap’n Crunch and Chips Ahoy on offer, Liberty Avenue stops being a meat market and becomes an all-you-can-eat buffet.  

Title: True Colors  (challenge #195, heat)
Author:  greenling
Timeline: S4 
Author's Notes:  I'm not so sure about this, but time is running out.  So here goes. Inspired by Justin's ranting about cowards during this story arc. 
And the condom goes to: Cocksucking

 

In the heat of the moment, people say or do things they don’t mean, hurt people, and sometimes reveal their true colors.  

 

In those seconds that his hand is rock steady on the gun, Justin realizes that this is not who he wants to be. He looks at Chris Hobbs, a blustering bully brought to his knees through threats.

 

And in the moment that Justin decides to walk away, let Chris go and bid good riddance to Cody, he realizes that he’s not weak. He’s not a coward.  In the heat of the moment, Justin remembers who he really is.

Title:  Warm Upon Your Face  (challenge #195: heat)
Author:  greenling
Timeline: early S2
Warnings/Author's Notes:  Title from An Old Irish Blessing
And the condom goes to: Buttsex

 

The sun is shining, its rays hitting your face, yet you can feel a cold sweat break out. You’re nervous, well, more like panicked, just from walking down a crowded street. 

 

You jerk out of the path of a passing stranger, shying away from any sort of contact. You don’t know why you agreed to this (as it doesn’t seem to be helping).

 

But then you look up and see Brian in the middle of the sidewalk, attention focused solely on you, willing you home. And suddenly the sun’s heat radiates through your body and you flash Brian a smile.