| Challenge #131: Closed // Challenge #132: Couples |
[Sep. 9th, 2009|09:20 pm] |
Challenge #131 is officially closed.
CONDOM BATTLE: Ted wins with 3  
LET'S HAVE A BATTLE ROYAL. Award your condom to any canonical couple from the show: Michael/Ben, Michael/David, Brian/Justin, Mel/Lindsay, Ted/Blake, Emmett/Drew, Deb/Carl, etc.
Challenge # 132: COUPLES (any canonical couple)
I'm looking forward to seeing what you guys come up with! |
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| Challenge #131: Rain |
[Sep. 9th, 2009|01:56 pm] |
Title: Britin Lost
Author's Note: This is unbeta'd, so all mistakes are mine.
And the condom goes to: Ted
From the poolhouse awning, they watched the smoke tendrils spiraling through the misty rain.
They stood wrapped, physically in each other's arms, but mentally in memories that were now soggy smoldering embers.
A weary fireman sought them out. "We found where lightning hit the roof. It's safe enough now, though. I can escort you in, let you salvage what you can."
Justin immediately shrugged from the comforting embrace. "Brian, I need to see what survived."
The need to protect waged its battle with trust over Brian's face. "You're right." Brian sighed, turning. "Can you take us to the studio first?" |
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| Challenge # 131: Rain |
[Sep. 8th, 2009|02:59 pm] |
Title: Silver Lining
And the Condom Goes To: Ted
“We’re taking a walk.” Brian grabbed Justin’s hand and led him from the diner.
The Pittsburgh skies were gray and stormy, and Justin tightened his grip nervously as thunder rumbled ominously.
“Brian.” Justin resisted the urge to hide his face in Brian’s neck.
“Hey.” Brian stopped and stared into Justin’s eyes intently. “You can do this, don’t let those motherfuckers win.”
“I’m trying.” Justin felt miserable and ashamed. “Shit! I’m such a stupid little faggot.”
“No, you’re not. You’re the bravest person I know.”
Justin searched Brian’s face and as the rain started to fall, he finally began to believe. |
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| Challenge #131: Rain |
[Sep. 7th, 2009|07:00 pm] |
Title: No Sound but the Rain
Condom: Ted
Justin dashed to his apartment through the increasingly heavy rain. By the time he’d trudged up the stairs, he was damp and shivering.
Justin stepped out of the bathroom, still drying his hair, and called out to. . . no one. Sighing, he heated a can of soup and debated eating in front of the TV or computer. In the end, it was easier to stand at the stove. Having rushed through the rain instead of lingering at the markets and shops along his route home, the evening stretched endlessly in front of him. New York was always lonelier when it rained. |
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| Challenge #130: Closed // Challenge #131: Rain |
[Sep. 2nd, 2009|07:08 pm] |
Challenge #130 is now officially closed. It was a blow-out!
Our winner is with 7 condoms  to Lindsay's 0.
The new prompt is : Rain
and Ted's challenger is: Melanie
Happy Drabblilng!
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