| Challenge #127: Closed // Challenge #128: hard |
[Aug. 12th, 2009|09:53 pm] |
Challenge #127 is officially closed. Thanks to everyone who participated this week.
Melanie was given one condom, and our winner with 8 condoms, is Michael.
 
The new prompt is: hard
And the new challenger is: Blake
Have fun! |
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| Challenge #127: Hope |
[Aug. 12th, 2009|04:16 pm] |
Title: Young Again
And the Condom Goes To: Michael
I stalk past the hordes of hormonal heteros and cross the ballroom, ignoring the curious glances thrown my way. My purpose here tonight has nothing to do with any of these pathetic losers.
I spot his fine tuxedoed self and note the exact moment the disbelief and shock in his eyes gives way to delight and hope.
I meet his gaze and for a heartbeat I glimpse a future I’ve spent a lifetime avoiding before I met him.
As I take his hand and lead him onto the dance floor his smile warms me from within.
I feel young again. |
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| Challenge #127: Hope |
[Aug. 12th, 2009|12:38 am] |
Title: Smithsonian
Author’s Note: Many thanks to ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) notreallyme10 for beta’ing this for me.
And the condom goes to: Michael
"Oh my god! It's huge! Now that is one fabulous necklace! I wonder how it would look with my Barbara Streisand outfit."
"Em, they are not going to let you try it on!"
"I know that! I'm just saying, it takes a large frame to carry off a rock that size."
Ted glanced nervously at the bald beefy guard beside the "Hope Diamond" display.
"Don’t say ‘carry off!’" Ted hissed. “Do you want to be arrested?"
"Don't worry, Teddy. Mr. Clean just winked at me. If he is going to search any of my cavities, it's not for that diamond!" |
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| Challenge #127: Hope |
[Aug. 12th, 2009|12:20 am] |
Title: Road Trip(Part 2)-Effingham, IN.
Author's Note: This is for notreallyme10 and outlander who asked for more of the story of Brian’s trip, which started with Road Trip. I am going to try to write more pieces as they fall into the prompts.
Huge thanks to the delightful suze_y for being my beta on this.
And the condom goes to: Michael
Patty ran to the diner window to watch the tall leather-clad stranger stride to his motorcycle. Gloria's jaded eyes followed the younger waitress.
Tracking his movements as he mounted the huge machine and relaxed back, Patty released a small breath when he roared out of the parking lot.
"Glo, did he say he lives around here? That he'd be back?"
"Honey, even if he ate here every day, there’d be no point in pinning your hopes on that one. From what I overheard when he was on the phone, some California fella named Justin owns that boy heart and soul." |
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| Challenge #127: Hope |
[Aug. 12th, 2009|12:13 am] |
Title: Shattered
And the Condom Goes To: Michael
Shattered. It’s the word of the day boys and girls.
Hopes and dreams I never knew I harbored, crushed by phrases cleverly crafted to have the impact of a sledgehammer.
I have no mask to hide behind this time so I settle for my trusty standby… disdainful indifference. He responds by retrieving his packed and waiting duffle bag and walking out the door.
What the fuck? He could have at least pretended to give me the benefit of the doubt.
He’s so fucking predictable; lured again by the promise of domestic bliss…and white picket fences.
Things I can never give him. |
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| Challenge #127: Hope |
[Aug. 11th, 2009|09:47 pm] |
Title: Spa Day
Notes: Thank you vl_redreign
Condom: Melanie
“I hope you’re happy!”
Emmett couldn’t stop laughing long enough to respond.
“This is all your fault. ‘Have some fun, Ted. You can make a spa party from your refrigerator, Ted.’ I never should have listened to you.”
Emmett composed himself. “I told you to make an avocado mask and put cucumber slices on your eyes. I never said anything about blueberries!” One look at Ted’s indignant, purple-stained face sent Emmett back into gales of laughter.
“What am I going to do now?”
“Perhaps a nice oatmeal bath.”
Emmett ducked as the empty pint of blueberries sailed over his head. |
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| Challenge #127: Hope |
[Aug. 10th, 2009|05:28 pm] |
Title: How the Boy is Doing
Notes: Thank you, jule1122. I am nothing without your beta.
Condom: Michael
Justin’s muscles feel like ropes when he exercises his gimp hand. With every failed attempt, the knots twist tighter around his wrist and fingers. Still, he won’t quit.
He can’t draw if he can’t pick up a pencil. And each time Justin takes a piss and fumbles with his dick before remembering to use his left hand, he feels ashamed. So, he persists.
He tolerates others coaching him to squeeze a ball or grasp at paperclips. And when Justin finally regains the dexterity required to piss like a man, he tells no one.
Instead, he announces that he’ll draw again. |
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| Challenge #127: Hope |
[Aug. 7th, 2009|12:21 pm] |
Title: Compromise
Notes: Unbeta'd
Condom: Michael
It was a rarity to see that look in Brian’s eyes. Usually masked with indifference, it was those extremely exceptional moments that Brian’s feelings other than lust and desire were exposed. Justin didn’t have the heart to take it away. Brian looked so much like Gus at that moment….anxious and hopeful. Justin could never say no to him. Even though the thing that put that look on Brian’s face was something he disliked with a passion. “Alright, I’ll go to the Corvette accessories store with you,” Justin conceded as Brian broke out in a genuine smile. |
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| Challenge #127: Hope |
[Aug. 6th, 2009|06:54 pm] |
Title: Friendship
Notes: Unbeta'd
Condom: Michael
She scanned the crowd as she walked into the auditorium. She continued to search in hope of catching a glimpse of him before it was her turn to walk across the stage. “Doctor Daphne Elizabeth Chanders.” The loudest applause and praise could be heard just to the right of the stage. Daphne looked up and spotted them. Everyone was there…cheering her on. She discreetly waved at them as she accepted her diploma. “I’m proud of you,” Justin mouthed when she looked directly at him. With tears in her eyes she blew him a kiss as she exited the stage. |
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| Challenge #127: Hope |
[Aug. 6th, 2009|06:48 pm] |
Title: Insight
Notes: Unbeta'd
Condom: Michael
He didn’t know anything about art, but he was there to support Justin. Terrified someone was going to ask his opinion, he purposely didn’t stare too long at any particular painting. Then he turned the corner and was immediately drawn to one. The colors and textures just mesmerized him. He felt comforted and optimistic. “So Michael what do you think?” Brian asked him. “It’s so beautiful. It gives me hope.” Brian then pointed out the title discretely place on the side of the painting. Michael smiled when he saw the word ‘Hope’. Maybe he knew something about art after all. |
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| Challenge #126: Closed // Challenge #127: hope |
[Aug. 5th, 2009|08:55 pm] |
Challenge #126 is officially closed. Thanks to everyone who participated this week, there were so many drabbles. :D
Jennifer was rewarded 6 condoms, but our winner is Brian with a total of 20!
 
After three wins in a row (*yay!!*), Brian retires and our new battle is: MELANIE VS. MICHAEL
Challenge #127: hope (any variation of the word)
Have fun! |
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