| Challenge #115: Closed // Challenge #116: loyalty |
[May. 20th, 2009|10:17 pm] |
Challenge #115 is closed. Thanks for some great drabbles all!
CONDOM WAR
Ted was awarded 5 condoms but Daphne is our winner with 18 CONDOMS. Way to go Daph!
 
CHALLENGE #116: LOYALTY
Customer loyalty, brand loyalty, friendship loyalty - use your imagination and knock me dead. hee
CONDOM BATTLE:
This week it's DAPHNE VS. EMMETT
On your mark...get set...go! |
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| Challenge #115: Brian |
[May. 19th, 2009|09:43 pm] |
Title: What's in a Name
Notes: For ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) noteverything who convinced me this wasn't the stupidest idea in the history of drabbles.
Condom: Ted
Brian, Brian, Brian. Daphne was so sick of hearing that name, but he was all Justin talked about. She didn’t get it. He wasn’t nearly as hot as Justin made him out to be, and most of the time, he didn’t seem to even like Justin. All he wanted was sex. Justin could do better. If he just looked around he’d see there were people who really cared about him. But all he cared about was Brian Kinney.
Daphne knew one thing. If that was the face of God, her mother was never guilting her into going to church again. |
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| *Challenge #115: Brian* |
[May. 19th, 2009|04:18 pm] |
Title: Beg Me
Notes: More thanks to besamislabios for the not-beta and to fun_demented for her musings about Brian's amazing voice.
And the condom goes to: Daphne Chanders.
“Justin.”
Brian’s voice was low; silky and sexy. It shot straight through Justin, making his dick hard in an instant. Justin’s eyes closed and he leaned back into Brian as he whispered in Justin’s ear.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he said, hands running down Justin’s chest, “but first I’m going to make you beg.” The low rumble of Brian’s voice made Justin moan.
“Do you want me?” Brian continued. “My cock ramming into you?”
As Brian’s hand found Justin’s dick, he squeezed and murmured, “Beg me, Justin.” His breath, hot against Justin’s ear, hitched as Justin began to plead. |
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| *Challenge #115: Brian* |
[May. 19th, 2009|04:13 pm] |
Title: Feel Your Fingers Burn
Notes: Thanks to my little sister besamislabios for the not-beta.
And the condom goes to: Daphne Chanders.
Brian was in control. Stalking Babylon, bolstered with plenty of alcohol and his favorite “vitamin” mix, he always conquered the hottest, the newest, the kinkiest prey. They practically fell to their feet before him and he never lost his command. This was his dominion and everyone knew it.
Except Justin. It didn’t matter if the kid was trying to catch Brian’s attention or not, he did. Often. And even while he was dragging Justin to the backroom for a blowjob, or waking up to find him snuggled against him, Brian would never admit that he was completely out of control. |
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| *Challenge #115: Brian* |
[May. 19th, 2009|03:54 pm] |
Title: Find My Way Back Home
Notes: Not-beta'd by the lovely besamislabios. I wanted a drabble that was ALL Brian...it's so hard to separate him from Justin for this challenge because he brings out the things I think are best about Brian. It's still got Deb and Michael, but it's really just Brian.
And the condom goes to: Daphne Chanders
Brian sat alone, savoring the silence. Men had been in and out of the loft all day, delivering boxes, shuffling furniture, tuning out Michael’s fidgety directions and stepping gingerly around Debbie as she unpacked kitchen items.
He’d managed to oust them at dusk, ignoring Michael’s baleful look when Brian refused to meet him later at Babylon.
Pouring himself two fingers of Beam, he relished his freedom, wandering around his new place, bare feet slapping up the steps and back down. He relaxed on the sofa, smoking and sipping his drink. After years of hard, hard work, he was finally home. |
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| Challenge # 115: Brian |
[May. 19th, 2009|03:10 am] |
Title: A Simple Melody in Six Parts
A/N: Timeframe late S2 to mid S3. Brian's observations from break-up to make-up
And the Condom Goes to: Six to Daphne
( A Simple Melody ) |
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| Challenge #115: Brian |
[May. 19th, 2009|01:12 am] |
Title: Room raider
Condom goes to Daphne
Warning: Brian/Other(trick)
It was almost midnight and a perfectly tanned, buff, and naked man was looking at Brian’s DVD collection. Brian eyed the guy’s ass and sipped his beer patiently knowing that some tricks liked to get to know him a bit before diving at his cock for the third time in one night. Brian nearly choked when he realized the guy had found some of Justin’s movies. The trick held up the Lara Croft movie and gave a questioning look. Brian answered in the only way he could think – he pulled out his erection and said “it’s either her or me.” |
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| Challenge #115: Brian |
[May. 18th, 2009|09:49 pm] |
Title: Sketch pads
Timeline: Season 1
Condoms: 3 to Daphne
A/N: This prompt kind of drove me crazy and was harder than I thought it would be. I mean, really, shouldn't writing about Brian be easy?
( Sketch pads ) |
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| challenge #115: Brian |
[May. 18th, 2009|05:30 pm] |
Title: Distractions
Summary: Justin’s thoughts of Brian during class (inspired by seys’ beautiful drabbles)
Challenge: 115 (Brian)
Author's Notes: my first officially posted writing! go me!
The condom goes to: Daphne. ^_^
He knew better than to think of Brian during classes. Having been not-together, whateverthefuck’s for a year now, he’d yet to master this skill. At least at PIFA he could distract himself from it. At St. James he’d had to sit through Daphne’s questions. “How was your weekend?” would set off his arousal from memory, and then he’d have to run to the bathroom and fix himself. It had been awkward. But here he was safe, Daphne was elsewhere.
Monday morning, and Justin hardly walked into his first class before he heard it from a classmate. “So…how was your weekend?” |
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| challenge #115: brian |
[May. 15th, 2009|04:46 pm] |
Title: Stories of Brian
Author's notes: These drabbles all revolve around the same idea, but written so that they can be read in any order and still make sense, so they are individual drabbles on their own :) It's about Brian because, as you can see (read), all Justin can think about is Brian. On a side note, although Daphne is one of my favourite characters, Ted is being absolutely condom-slaughtered! So...
The condom goes to: Tedx4
Justin felt he must be going insane. He tried to derail his thoughts and think of something else, squinting once more at the picture his teacher held up at the front of the room; it was a photograph of a coffee mug. All Justin could recall was the sweet kiss Brian planted on his lips when he left for work: it tasted like black coffee. “Now remember class, for this writing assessment, pen down the first thought these picture evoke.” Justin sighed and decided to write the evasive truth: “A lover’s coffee-flavoured kiss.” The next picture was of a towel. -- ( *Attempts cut...?* ) |
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| Challenge #115: Brian |
[May. 15th, 2009|12:44 pm] |
Title: Never Enough
Warning: Set post-513 in NYC; un-beta'd
Condom: Daph
Justin answered the door to find himself immediately crushed, face forward, into Brian’s chest, with one of Brian’s arms locked tightly around him, and Brian’s other hand buried down the back of his jeans, already poking a finger insistently into Justin's asshole.
This may not have been so shocking if Justin hadn’t just gotten back to his shitty little apartment after saying his first goodbye to Brian, dropping him at the JFK airport—or if Justin weren’t wearing such tight-fitting jeans.
But Justin didn’t ask questions. Just answered with a huge hard-on and a well-timed thrust of his hips. |
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| Challenge #115: Brian |
[May. 13th, 2009|08:40 pm] |
Title: Bent
Warning: Set early s3; angst; un-beta'd
Condom: Daph
In the past, rage was the one emotion with which Brian had been on speaking terms, but not these days: not since Justin moved in with the street performer. And that acceptance doesn’t make Brian a hero. It just keeps him sane, one breath at a time.
Romance had been the one element of sexual attraction that Brian rejected. But what else would you call this, Brian sitting outside Liberty Diner, on a rainy night, waiting for Justin’s shift to end so he can offer him a ride?
But he does it. Because it’s the only way he can breathe. |
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| *Challenge #115: Brian* |
[May. 13th, 2009|05:39 pm] |
Title: So Just Smile
Notes: Thank you to besamislabios for her not-beta. Happy Brian makes *me* happy, so that's what I wrote about...
And the condom goes to: Daphne Chanders.
The smile illuminating Brian’s face as he tickled his son caught Melanie by surprise. She leaned against the door and watched him laugh and play with Gus, thinking about how long she’d known Brian and all the snarky smiles and cruel laughter he’d inflicted on his family and friends over the years. Especially on her.
Usually when she saw him look at Gus with unabashed love, she was jealous. He shared something with him that she never could and it was hard to let that go. But now, with them both giggling and grinning, she couldn’t begrudge Brian a thing. |
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| *Challenge #115: Brian* |
[May. 13th, 2009|03:44 pm] |
Title: Show Me That Smile
Notes: Thank you to besamislabios for the not-beta. And NO, we did not plan this out ahead so I could write Brian drabbles all week! I was *shocked* and thrilled to see the new prompt when I got home today.
And the condom goes to: Daphne Chanders.
Justin sat on the floor by the sofa, saying whatever silly thing came to mind. He’d been doing it for ages and every single time Brian laughed, Justin’s heart leaped a little. Cancer was a long, hard battle and when Brian was at his worst, Justin had wondered if he’d ever laugh again.
Brian tipped his beer to his mouth and leaned against the back of the sofa. His face lit up with a genuinely dazzling smile as he listened to Justin rambling on about failed storylines for Rage. For the first time in ages, he felt like living again. |
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| Challenge #114: Closed//Challenge #115: Brian |
[May. 13th, 2009|04:07 pm] |
Challenge #114 is CLOSED. Thank you to everyone who drabbled this past week.
Hunter was given 2 condoms, and
 Ted is our winner with 3.
Challenge #115: Brian
This week condom battle is: Ted vs. Daphne.
Have fun drabbling! |
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