| CHALLENGE #135 CLOSED//CHALLENGE #136: Emmett |
[Oct. 7th, 2009|09:49 pm] |
Challenge #135 is officially closed and our winner this week is...
Daphne with all 14 condoms!!
 
Thank you to everyone who participated.
The new prompt: Emmett
The new challenger: Blake
Happy drabbling. |
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 7th, 2009|03:01 pm] |
Title: Dreaming in color.
Notes: Set in 5x13; lyrics from Unknown Soldier by Breaking Benjamin.
And the condom goes to: Daphne
All I saw with Brian was color, bright blinding color.
Eating Thai food while Brian recites the virtues of good porn is a kind of greenish sea. Coffee in the morning before work is an orange tinted haze.
Of course him fucking me is red. The kind that explodes behind your eyes and doesn’t completely drain away after you’re done.
When he told me he loved me, it was every color. Every color I had ever imagined blended into a kaleidoscope.
Now I’m leaving, and all I can ask is tell me what it’s like, to dream in black and white. |
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 7th, 2009|09:14 am] |
Title: A Million Days
Author's Note: Song Lyrics borrowed from A Million Days by Prince.
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne
It’s only been an hour since you left me, but it feels like a million days. Brian’s finger hovered over the send button on his phone, before finally giving in and admitting to Justin that he would miss him every second of every day; even if that admission was made by text.
He sat on the side of their bed, barefoot and shirtless, eyes narrowed thoughtfully as he prepared to start the first of many solitary days.
Sunshine’s ringtone caught his attention and he laughed as he read his partner’s message.
New York can wait. Wherever you are is home. |
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 7th, 2009|02:18 am] |
Title: Hanging On
Notes: Two drabbles, the first in Justin's POV, the other in Brian's. Lyrics from "Twisted" by Carrie Underwood.
Condom: 2 to Daphne
Everybody's telling me I'm over my head. They tell me who you are, what to expect, what not to. They want to save me. Protect me. But they don't feel you loving me. They don't feel you put your arm around me in the middle of the night when you think I'm sleeping. They don't feel you kiss me. They don't see those little slips in your act, where I can see the best of you shining through. And they aren't there, looking into your eyes as you spin me around the dance floor—the best night of my life.
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 6th, 2009|09:59 pm] |
Title: Always True
Notes: Much thanks to the ever lovely ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) jule1122 for her more than beta; Lyrics from Elvis Costello's Almost Blue
Condom: Daphne
Eating breakfast with Michael and watching Justin bus tables felt almost normal, until Michael responded to my latest push for him to resurrect Rage...
“Justin doesn’t care about you anymore. Like he gives a fuck about Rage or me.”
I rolled my eyes, "If you want something, go after it.”
Michael replied with more bullshit, "Easy for you to say. You always get what you want. I should’ve known it was too good to last.”
I looked over at Justin counting his tips and it came to me, my final pitch, "Not all good things come to an end, Mikey.” |
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 7th, 2009|12:41 am] |
Title: Tofu Emergency
Notes: Lyrics from U2's "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For."
Condom: Daphne
“Justin, thank God you’re here!”
Justin looked up in surprised as Michael approached and shoved a crumbled piece of paper into his hand.
“Ben asked me to pick up some groceries on my way home, but I’ve been here for over an hour, and I still haven’t found what I’m looking for.”
Justin scanned the list. “Tofu, miso paste, fermented black beans, cellophane noodles. What the fuck is Ben making?”
“I’m afraid to find out,” Michael winced.
Justin shuddered in sympathy while dialing his phone. “Daph, where’s that freaky health food store you shop at? Michael’s having a tofu emergency.” |
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| challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 6th, 2009|05:17 pm] |
Title: Me So Horny
Author's Note: Lyrics from "Me So Horny" by 2 Live Crew
Condom: Daphne
I watched from the bar as Justin moved his hips in time to the music, eyes closed, head thrown back. He raised his arms over his head and swayed and swiveled his ass with an elegance on his feet that I could never capture. The glitter in his hair was catching on the lights, creating a sheen around his head, a halo of sorts.
What irony that was.
He looked at me and smiled just as the chorus came on:
Me so horny. Me love you long time.
Damn right I will, I thought, as I went to join him.
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 6th, 2009|01:12 pm] |
Title The Way You Taste
Author's Note: Song Lyrics borrowed from It's Been A While by Staind.
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne
“What am I doing here?” he had asked, his eyes begging me to erase his doubts. I wanted to tell him. “I’m tired of being alone and feeling worthless, but all that shit seems to disappear when I’m with you.”
I didn’t say any of those things to him then, and now it’s too fucking late.
I stare at him hungrily as he ties the bracelet around my wrist. His tongue touches his lips. Still the words won’t come. “You’re not mine anymore, but I can still remember just the way you taste.”
I watch him turn and walk away. |
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 6th, 2009|02:02 am] |
Title: What He Wants
Author's Note: Lyrics borrowed from The Beautiful Ones by Prince.
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne
Do you want him? Or do you want me? The words were screaming in my brain as I grabbed him tightly and stared into his eyes.
Justin’s eyes; they used to meet mine with a candor and an understanding that grounded me in ways I would never admit to him.
Now, aside from the lust that was always glowing there, I saw nothing except my own pathetic future.
I leaned closer and inhaled, and the scent of his fucking fiddler lover almost caused me to gag.
I knew he was lost to me, even as I slammed our mouths together. |
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 6th, 2009|12:46 am] |
Title: Home
Author's Note: Lyrics borrowed from the song Home by The Foo Fighters
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne
“Hey.” I whispered the word and clutched the phone more tightly to my ear. I closed my eyes and drank in the comforting sound of his breathing.
“Hey.” He answered slowly, and I knew he was standing by the window, cigarette in hand, smoke curling into the atmosphere before disappearing into vapor. “How’s New York treating you?”
I smiled sadly, knowing the rules, but the truth pressed its way forward, burning past my lips. “It sucks Brian. All I want is to be home.”
“Justin.” He bites back a groan. “Then get your ass back to the Pitts…and me. “ |
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| challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 4th, 2009|02:45 pm] |
Title: 3 AM
Author's Note: Lyrics from "3 AM" by Matchbox Twenty
Condom: Daphne
I open the loft door and am unsettled by its emptiness. No shoes on the floor for me to trip over.
No sketches on the desk or coffee table.
No wet towels on the floor of the bathroom.
Everything is as it used to be, so long ago.
I don't fucking miss him, but it never felt this empty, this lifeless, when he was here.
I don't even know why I'm home. It's not like I have to abide by that rule anymore.
I stare at the clock.
It ticks in response.
It's 3 AM and I must be lonely.
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 2nd, 2009|01:44 pm] |
Title: Turning the Tables
Author's Notes: Lyrics (If you can give it, I can take it.) are from Just Like Jesse James
And the condom goes to: Daph
"You're full of yourself tonight."
Justin smirks. "You could be full of me instead."
Cocksure little fucker. "You think so?"
Justin leans in, licks me, and then whispers, "Unless you're scared."
"Of you? Hardly."
"Then what's stopping the great Brian Kinney from rolling over?"
I've taught him too damned well.
I flick my tongue over my lip, watch his eyes darken as he follows the path, and think, why the fuck not. Because, yeah, after watching him top in Babylon's backroom, the thought has crossed my mind.
My turn to smirk. "If you can give it, I can take it." |
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| Challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 1st, 2009|10:14 pm] |
Title: When you’re ready.
Author Notes: The song is ‘Dreamer’ by Uh Huh Her, the lyrics are perfect Brian and Justin. So saying that, the beginning italics of the song are supposed to represent past dialogue between Brian and Justin. (Justin first, then Brian.) I also tag this with an angst-o-rama tag.
And the Condom goes to: Daphne.
Was I such a dreamer? Put yourself in my shoes…
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Careful what you wish for.
The tears came unbidden as Justin slid into the back of the taxi. A few murmured words and the car pulled away from the curb.
No Ethan, no cancer, no all consuming force pushing Justin away from Brian. Just a simple fact; Brian wouldn’t change. A fact everyone had told him from the beginning, one he had ignored freely because he thought he knew Brian better than that.
Truth was he did, it just tore at his heart that Brian couldn’t see it too. |
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| challenge #135: Song Lyrics |
[Oct. 1st, 2009|12:28 pm] |
Title: Everlong
Author's Note: Lyrics from "Everlong" by the Foo Fighters
Condom: Daphne
The moment he enters you and you feel that burn, you know that this is exactly what you have been waiting for. It hurts, but he's there and inside you and it's real.You've come twice now but he's still thrusting and you can't last much longer. Your ass burns, and it's so fucking good. His hands on your thighs are pulling you into him and this is definitely not what you'd imagined. When he's about to come he kisses you, and you wonder if everything could ever feel this real forever, if anything could ever be this good again. |
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| CHALLENGE #134 CLOSED//CHALLENGE #135: Song Lyrics |
[Sep. 30th, 2009|11:12 pm] |
Hey guys! Challenge #134 is offically closed! Our winner is...
Daphne with 6 condoms!
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Challenge #135: Song Lyrics
For this challenge, you must use at least five words from a song, any song, in your drabble. Song title MUST be included in your notes for you to get credit for this challenge!
And our challengers this around are....
Daphne v. Lindsey!
Happy Drabbling! |
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