| Challenge #145 CLOSED//Challenge #146: Family |
[Jan. 27th, 2010|10:11 pm] |
Challenge #145 is closed, with the 6 condoms given exclusively to Emmett! Congrats, Em!
 
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Challenge #146: Family is now open!
And because Emmett won two weeks in a row, this weeks challenge is between Ben & Lindsey! |
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| Challenge # 145: Injury |
[Jan. 27th, 2010|02:29 pm] |
Title: First Aid
And the Condom Goes To: Emmett
“Ow, it really fucking hurts. Don’t touch it!” Brian flinched away and put up both hands to ward Justin and the wet washcloth away.
“But you need to clean it or it might get infected.” Justin stubbornly inched forward, washcloth again approaching Brian’s bleeding face.
Brian simply glared harder. “It’s just a shaving scratch, it’s not like I fell face-first on a rusted nail and need a fucking tetanus shot. Stop acting like some Nurse Nelly! ”
“Well, even a scratch can get infected, especially where you stick your face sometimes.” Justin grumbled, then laughed as his reluctant patient pounced. |
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| Challenge #145: Injury |
[Jan. 27th, 2010|03:37 pm] |
Title: Bad Day
Author: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) etextraordinary
Notes: Thank you to the amazing ahaw9913 for looking at this drabble very last minute!
And the Condom Goes To… Emmett Honeycutt
I slammed the door shut and Justin didn’t even flinch; he stood up, walked over to me and slid his arm around my waist.
“Rough day?” He asked, slowly beginning to undress me.
“Yeah. I might just have to hurt some fuckers.”
“Mmhm.” He unbuttoned my pants and slid them off.
“A client called wanting everything changed by tomorrow at 6, some asshole cut me off in traffic, and the worst part-I fell on the fucking ice and ruined a perfectly good Armani suit.”
“Let me make it better.” He pulled my cock into his mouth. I felt better already. |
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| Challenge # 145: Injury |
[Jan. 27th, 2010|12:39 am] |
Title: Smoke and Mirrors
Author's Note: maxymama's recent request for some early S3 Brian sadness icons had me obsessing thinking about Brian's most heartbreaking pain management technique while Justin was off with Ian.
And the Condom Goes To: Emmett
I open the door and step back, allowing him to invade my space.
It’s been a while, but I point him in the direction of the bedroom as I absently rub my no longer bruised knuckles.
He shoots me a questioning look and I palm him the money as he passes by.
I follow behind slowly as he strips naked and smiles at me over his shoulder. “No names, right?”
He pillows his head on his arms and lays quietly on his stomach, ass raised and ready.
I sit close beside him, but tonight the smoke and mirrors aren’t working. |
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| Challenge #145 Injury |
[Jan. 25th, 2010|02:09 pm] |
Title: A Sign Of Things To Come
Author:l_j_88
And the condom goes to:...Emmett
“Where’d you get that?”
He attempted disinterest, but for some reason his stomach had clenched when he’d noticed it: callous red against pale skin.
“Some closet case asshole I jerked off at school.” Justin mumbled, dumping his school bag and tie on the counter.
Brian backed Justin against the side and remembered bullies and bigots and Jack.
He’d survived. And Justin was far braver than he’d ever been.
Brian leaned in to run his tongue over the torn lip and felt Justin smile underneath. “He wasn’t worth the lube.”
Justin laughed and Brian’s concern dissolved.
He couldn’t have known then. |
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| Challenge #145: injury |
[Jan. 25th, 2010|01:34 am] |
Title: Helpless
Author's Notes: This drabble was co-written with the amazing noteverything. It truly is a gift to be able to work with someone so talented and generous!
And the condom goes to: Emmett
He’s got to stop. Just seeing that hideous red mark of violence on a body that’s already dealt with way too much violence makes me sick. But fuck, he’s not going to stop just because I tell him to.
And now he's out the door, in that fucking pink target of a t-shirt.
I sit, scrubbing my face with helpless hands, trying to figure a way out. But he’s not fucking listening to me, and I can’t think of anything to do. I just hope all the pieces will still be here to pick up when it's over.
Fuck. |
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| Challenge #145: injury |
[Jan. 22nd, 2010|12:54 am] |
Title: Hot Toddy
Author's Note: Thank you to the wonderful noteverything for beta-ing this for me.
And the condom goes to: Emmett Honeycutt
"You'd think a gay ski patrol would have hotter guys, but sadly no." Emmett winced as he settled back on the sofa in the lobby.
"Well, don't you worry, Em. There are plenty of cute guys here." Ted eased a pillow under Emmett's ankle, setting his crutches within arms reach. "Are you sure you'll be all right?
"Yes. You and Blake go! Calvin will be back any minute. He wants to fuss over me, and have me regale him with my skiing adventure."
"Hmm, he evidently doesn't know you tripped on the way to the bar for a hot toddy." |
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| Challenge #144: Closed // Challenge #145: injury |
[Jan. 20th, 2010|11:08 pm] |
Challenge #144 is officially closed. Thanks to everyone who participated this week.
Daphne collected 6 condoms this round and our winner with 8 condoms is Emmett!
 
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Challenge #145: injury
This week condom battle: Emmett vs. Blake
Happy Drabbling! |
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