| *Challenge #147 CLOSED//Challenge #148: Justin's Studio* |
[Feb. 17th, 2010|03:12 pm] |
The mods have given me the honor of guest hosting this week! This is very exciting!! Please, please write, write, write!
Closed: Challenge #147: Quotes
This week's winner:   Brian with 27 condoms (Justin 5)
Open: Challenge #148: Justin's Studio
Award your condom(s) to: your choice of canonical couple! (i.e. your condom goes to Brian & Justin or Ben & Michael or Jenn & Tuck or Em & Drew--or Em and George, etc)
The last challenge was very successful! Great job hosting, ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) noteverything. And great job writing, everyone.
Since Brian won BY A LANDSLIDE [Because wavingcat5 slipped 17 in there all at once!!!LOL] This week's challenge is in honor of poorlucky Justinthe other recipient of Brian's condoms...
So write a drabble (or many, many drabbles) based on the prompt: Justin's Studio. Interpret however you will. We love to see new writers and we love to see the regulars and we love to see the old timers come back. Basically, we love to see drabblers drabbling. Remember to award the condom to any canonical couple and remember to use tags.
Let the drabbling begin! |
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| Challenge # 147: Quotes |
[Feb. 17th, 2010|04:22 pm] |
Title The First Time
Author: frantic_quest
And the Condom Goes To: Bottom Brian
He thrusts into my ass deeply, and I'm biting my tongue so hard I'm tasting blood.
I’m pretty sure my eyes are rolling into the back of my fucking head, unless he’s gone and fucked me blind.
When I agreed to let Justin fuck me, I didn’t expect him to be quite so—forceful.
It’s fucking hot as hell, but there’d be no living with the lad if I let that little fact slip out.
My hands claw at the sheets as I try to stop my skull from connecting with the headboard.
He smacks my ass and fucking growls. |
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| Challenge # 147: Quotes |
[Feb. 17th, 2010|03:25 pm] |
Title: Innocence
Author: frantic_quest
And the Condom Goes To: Brian
The scarf slides through my fingers, so pale and beautiful.
When I saw it in the store I craved it.
It was the color of innocence, something I have not been for a very long time.
Yet innocence is something that attracts me.
I find it in the pure love I glimpse in my son’s eyes, and in white-blond hair that appeared to shine in a streetlamp’s glow.
I destroy innocence too.
It’s only a matter of time before disillusion replaces adoration in both sets of eyes.
Try as I might, I can’t think of anything to stop it. |
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[Feb. 17th, 2010|01:09 pm] |
Title: No Names Exchanged
Author: philflam
Notes: Thanks, as always, to VisitingAgain for the beta.
And the condom goes to: Brian
Brian opened the door to the loft and walked in, assuming no-name would follow him. “Want something to drink?” Brian asked. “How about a Beam.” “How about a beer. I don’t want you drunk for the work I have planned for you.” “I don’t consider it work. But I heard you were monogamous with that blond. What happened?” No-name started taking off his shirt. “I am! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” “I was pretty sure you were going to fuck me!” “Well, you’re wrong. I meant what I said. I need someone to check out my plumbing!” |
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[Feb. 17th, 2010|12:43 pm] |
Title: Menu
Author: philflam
Notes: Thanks, as always, to VisitingAgain for the beta. Obviously I couldn't do this without you.
And the condom goes to: Brian
Emmett and Ted sat at a table surrounded by cookbooks like “The Joy of Cooking for the Gay Man – It has to taste better than some things he eats” and “Leather Lover’s Lunches.” “Try as I might, I can’t think of anything to serve at the Cross-dressing Little People of Pittsbugh’s (unfortunately called the CLAPPy) charitable dinner.” “How many Cross-dressing Little People are there in Pittsburgh?” “Only 2 but they’re very needy, Teddy. It’s hard to find clothes – they have to special order!” Just then Justin walked in. Emmett and Ted watched him walk by and said together, “Rump Roast!”
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[Feb. 17th, 2010|12:42 pm] |
Title: Concentration
Author: philflam
Notes: It's been a long time so please forgive me for this one. Thanks, as always, to VisitingAgain for the quick beta.
And the condom goes to: Brian
Justin was sitting at the computer and didn’t hear Brian open the door.
“Hey! You can give yourself headaches concentrating that hard. Unless you’re concentrating on my dick.”
“Funny you say that. Look. I found a Valentine’s Day web site where you can order a dildo in exactly the shape and size of your lover’s cock. I just spent the last hour making my dildo look just like you.”
“I have a better idea. Why don’t you check out the real thing?”
Justin hit submit and then spent the next hour making sure he had all the dimensions exactly right. |
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[Feb. 16th, 2010|08:11 pm] |
Title: PDAs
Author’s Note: Thank you so much suze_y for the beta. And noteverything for the bunny.
And the condom goes to: Brian Kinney
“This is the restaurant where we had dinner the last night”
I hit the remote and advance to the next slide, trying to remain calm. The brighter light from the picture illuminates them. Mouths sliding, tongues touching. Ewww!
“Here, we’re taking a walk...”
I’m biting my tongue so hard I’m tasting blood. “Not into public displays of affection.” That’s bullshit!
Suddenly, a low moan breaks the silence. Everyone turns, and even Ted momentarily stops snoring.
“Dammit, Ma! If you don’t want to see Ben’s and my vacation pictures, can’t you and Carl at least keep it PG for the kids??” |
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[Feb. 16th, 2010|08:03 pm] |
Title: That Night
Author’s Note: Thank you so much, to suze_y for your awesome beta skilz.
And the condom goes to: Brian Kinney
Blake pressed his sweaty face to Ted’s chest. The nightmare had been so vivid; his stomach muscles were still clenched with dread.
“It felt just like that night. I was pretty sure you were going to fuck me, but you were so sweet and smart too, and you wanted me. Then…then you drank it…and you were lying there…I wanted to help, but you wouldn’t wake up…and in the dream, I couldn’t get out…”
“Shhh. It’s okay. It’s just a dream. Forget it.”
“Have you? Have you forgotten?”
“Forgotten? No.” Ted admitted, pulling him closer still. “But I’ve long since forgiven.” |
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[Feb. 16th, 2010|11:31 pm] |
Title: Pablo
Quote: You can give yourself head?
A/N: This plot bunny got in my head and wouldn’t go away… Unbeta’d, all mistakes are mine.
And the condom goes to… Justin
“Really?” I couldn’t believe what this guy just said. “You can give yourself head?”
“Yeah.” He pressed himself against me, “wanna see?”
Without another word, I pulled him back to my apartment for a private demonstration. He lay down on the floor and proceeded to angle his hips upward. The trick was folded in half, sucking his cock. It was so fucking hot. I stroked my cock and we both shot at the same time.
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“Oh. My. God. This trick just sucked himself off on my floor.”
I could hear the smile in Brian’s voice, “Ahh, you’ve met Pablo.” |
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[Feb. 16th, 2010|10:59 pm] |
Title: The Iliad
Notes: A story about Ted, Troy, revenge and redemption, told in 17 drabbles. S5 AU.
(I hope you know I love Ted/Blake. But this bunny kept marching in my head - to the beat of a different drum! Apologies in advance for any sacrilege.)
Huge thanks to noteverything for hosting the challenge and choosing such wonderful quotes. You inspire me!
Condoms: All 17 for Brian.
I.
After Ted’s surgical wounds healed, his life changed for the better. He was finally one of the beautiful people. In fact, he faced the enviable problem of running out of new guys to fuck.
The gang tried to help. While Ted sweated at the gym to maintain his figure, they engaged in reconnaissance.
‘Six pack, three o’clock,’ hissed Emmett.
‘Had him on Tuesday.’
‘The twink on the tricep dip?’ said Michael.
‘Already dipped him.’
‘There’s an ass I haven’t seen before,’ said Justin, looking over Ted’s shoulder.
Brian glowed with pride. ‘Justin has an amazing feel for the human form.’
( The Iliad, continued. ) |
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| Challenge #147: Quotes |
[Feb. 11th, 2010|12:26 am] |
Title: It's Just a Hallmark Holiday
Author's Note: Only because noteverything begged. I wouldn't put you through this for just anyone. *snort*
Quote: My intuition tells me things are not going to go well tonight.
And the Condom Goes To: Pffft... Brian. The other person I will drabble for.
The cab smells like day old curry, fifty bucks to check the bag, and a forty minute delay for deicing.
All to come home for a holiday he doesn't give a shit about. That I don't give a shit about.
Michael's snoring on the sofa, there are half eaten Tai containers everywhere, and the Xbox is still running.
My intuition tells me things are not going to go well tonight.
Clothes trail the bedroom floor, I step into the steam, he turns and meets me with a smile.
OK, it might have been worth the trip. |
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| Challenge #147 Quotes |
[Feb. 10th, 2010|10:39 pm] |
Title: Unforgettable
A/N: Post-513
Condom: Justin
“Where were you, you were supposed to finish work hours ago?” Brian's laying on my bed, smoking a joint, looking only slightly pissed off.
I can't help but laugh. “Out. If you wanted me to be in, you should probably be a little less scheming.”
“It's called a surprise.” He smiles smugly, pulling me on top of him. “Be grateful.”
“Oh, I am.”
He nuzzles my neck, his eyes playful. “So, how was it?”
“Compared to you, forgettable of course.” I feign innocence.
“Oh, is that what it was?” He laughs softly. “Well, I promise you won't forget this one.” |
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| *what's that quote again?* |
[Feb. 10th, 2010|04:00 pm] |
Yesterday, I started thinking about the quote challenge and realized that it's almost over and we don't have enough drabbles!!! At least, I don't think we do...and fortunately the mods were kind enough to let me extend my guest hosting duties for another week.
SO...we're extending Challenge #147 for another week! ahaw9913 and I have a few drabbles in the works and I know a few other people are writing some too, so please jump in and post one too. PLEASE?
Here's the original post if you need to see the quotes again. Until next week, happy drabbling!! |
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| Challenge #147 Quotes |
[Feb. 9th, 2010|02:08 pm] |
Title:Acceptance Speech
Author:l_j_88
Authors Notes:And another one...just to nudge Justin into the lead ; )
And the condom goes to: Justin
'Justin Taylor’s recent still life exhibit…'
The announcer’s speech filtered through the bathroom walls where Justin was pressed against the tile, dress pants bunched around his ankles.
'…Justin has an amazing feel for the human form.'
Brian chuckled as eager hands groped his ass, pulling him in deeper, “I’d say.”
Justin grunted loudly in return and Brian adjusted his grip on slippery thighs.
'We’re honoured to be presenting him with this award…'
“Faster…” Justin panted, hearing the first spattering of applause from outside. Brian obliged, fumbling between them for Justin’s cock.
Justin Taylor was still suspiciously late to the stage. |
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| Challenge #147 Quotes |
[Feb. 9th, 2010|12:57 pm] |
Title: Moving Day
Author:l_j_88
Authors note:As much as I LOVE noteverything's choice of drabble (quotes are my weakness!)I found it harder than I thought...
And the condom goes to: Justin
“This used to be such a magical kingdom, full of sprites and fairies…”
“…And twelve man orgies."
Michael stopped circling the empty loft and scowled over at Brian stacking boxes.
Brian rolled his eyes, “What? I’m offended! I’ve had more studs than fairies…”
“That’s not the point! I’m trying to put a spin on it here!” The oblivious baby squirmed in
Michael’s arms, “I can’t believe she’s never going to remember this place!”
“Christ, Mikey I’m moving, not dying! She’ll remember the shiny new Park Avenue Penthouse.”
“It’s not the same,” Michael frowned, and continued JR’s first and last tour. |
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| Challenge #147: Quotes |
[Feb. 8th, 2010|05:22 am] |
Title: Unspoken
Author's Note: Late Season 2. Blah, I don't like this, but it's the first drabble I've written in ages. Gotta start somewhere, I guess. :P
Condom: Justin
"I'm going out, you coming?” Brian approaches the sofa, but Justin doesn't turn from the television. They both observe as the protagonist finally makes his heartfelt declaration.
“Christ!” Brian sneers. “'I'm taking a chance on love?' What the fuck is this shit?"
“Just some movie.”
Silence stretches out between them. Justin can feel Brian's stare and tries to imagine his expression.
"You could stay and watch...?”
On screen, the couple are kissing in some cliched exotic honeymoon destination, and Justin knows the credits are about to roll.
He hugs the pillow closer and ignores the sound of the closing door. |
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[Feb. 5th, 2010|10:41 pm] |
Title: His Favorite Flavor
Author's Note: Inspired by michira_70's icon prompt. *points at icon*
Quote: I'll take that as the compliment I'm sure was intended.
And the Condom Goes To: Smelly!Brian
Brian stumbled into the loft at 2 am, the scents of sex, sweat, and smoke surrounding him.
He paused near the bed as a naked Justin rose to his knees, his cock standing at attention as he stroked it slowly. “Hey,” he moaned as he slid his hand through the slick that had collected on the tip.
“Hey,” Brian answered, eyes glued to the hot little fucker before him. “Hold that thought while I grab a quick shower.”
“Don’t bother.” Justin whispered. “Funky Brian is my favorite flavor.”
Brian smirked. “I’ll take that as the compliment I’m sure was intended.” |
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[Feb. 4th, 2010|09:24 pm] |
Title: Change in Plans
Author's Note: Post513.*smooches* to leela_cat for the beta, remaining mistakes are mine.
Quote: I was pretty sure you were going to fuck me.
And the condom goes to: Brian
Justin relaxes into the mattress, a smug grin dancing around the edges of his mouth. His body is sweaty and loose, completely sated.
He hears Brian mumble, the actual words lost in the post-orgasmic hum of white noise still flitting in his ears. Rolling his head to the right, Justin asks, "Huh?"
Brian arches a brow. "You look like the cat who got the cream."
"I was pretty sure you were going to fuck me."
"Yeah, well." Brian rolls his lips together and shrugs. "I felt like making love instead."
The little grin grows into a full-fledged smile. "I noticed." |
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| *Challenge #146 CLOSED//Challenge #147: Quotes* |
[Feb. 3rd, 2010|04:51 pm] |
Hello, fellow drabblers and drabble readers. The mods have given me the floor this week and I get to be your guest host! I'm pretty excited, I got to count condoms and everything! I hope you'll all write something this time around. I think most of you know how much I love a good condom war, but I'm not going to hold my breath that we have one...there are fewer and fewer drabbles all the time these days.
So, without further yakking:
Challenge #146 is closed, and Ben wins unanimously with 7 condoms!
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Challenge #147 begins now ( under the cut )
And because they gave me free reign, we're having a condom battle between Brian and Justin!!! We can go back to Ben and his new challenger next week.
THANK YOU so much, dear mods, for letting me play in your asylum for a while. It was fun!!! |
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