Challenge #152: Closed // Challenge #153: lube |
[Mar. 31st, 2010|08:41 pm] |
Challenge #152 is officially closed, thanks to everyone who drabbled this week.
The Loft is our winner with all 4 condoms:
The Loft moves on and it'll be challenged by Torso.
Challenge #153: lube
Happy Drabbling! |
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Challenge #152: mess |
[Mar. 31st, 2010|01:45 pm] |
Title: Just A Smudge Author's Note: The bunny was noteverything's and we were going to write it together, but her computer died and she got tied up, so she let me play with it all by myself. Thank you! And thank you to my wonderful beta, suze_y, for always taking time to help me! And the condom goes to: The Loft, cause that is where Justin makes chicken soup!
“Uh oh, Jus. Daddy said if we were gonna make a mess we hadda keep it in the studio, remember?” Gus’s eyebrows knit with concern as he pointed to where a smudge of finger-paint marred the den’s hardwood floor.
“Hmm, well we don’t want him to see that, do we?” Justin replied, reaching out and covering it with a colorful hand-print.
Gus’s eyes widened in horrified delight, then, hesitantly, he added his own much smaller print next to Justin’s, and burst into giggles.
Hours later, their parade of hand-print animals marched through the foyer, greeting Brian at the front door. |
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Challenge # 152: Mess |
[Mar. 29th, 2010|10:45 am] |
Title: Business as Usual And the Condom Goes To: The Loft (although I am sure it is well-stocked)
I lean against the wall as the trick swallows my cock like a good boy. My fucking head is a mess from the steady supply of drugs and alcohol I have been plying myself with since I set foot across Babylon’s threshold tonight. The Gayopolis theme from yesterday is long gone, replaced by a nauseating nautical theme that no doubt has the hapless twinks and tweakers giddy with delight. I glance down at the not blonde head bobbing steadily at my dick, and feel a flash of despair that is as unexpected as it is unwelcome.
I pop another E. |
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Challenge #152: mess |
[Mar. 28th, 2010|11:33 pm] |
Title: Hell to Pay Author's Note: This was written together with noteverything. I'm tickled to get the chance to do this again!! Love you, Tweedy! And the condom goes to: The Loft, cause it was love to Justin!!
“Ma’s gonna be so pissed!” Michael spluttered.
“Take it easy, Mikey. Deb’ll never know.” Brian was already filling the sink with hot sudsy water.
“Yeah, right! If we don’t clean up this mess fast, there’ll be hell to pay.”
“So Vic wanted to make dinner, big fucking deal.”
“It is a big deal, Brian! He’s really sick and needs to rest. Ma needs my help to keep an eye on him while she’s working because he can’t afford another setback.”
Both of them glanced at the exhausted man in the worn recliner, met each other’s eyes, and wordlessly continued cleaning. |
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Challenge #151: Closed // Challenge #152: mess |
[Mar. 25th, 2010|10:24 am] |
Sorry for the delay in changing the prompt. Challenge #151 is now officially closed.
Many thanks to everyone who drabbled these past two weeks, well-seasoned drabblers and first-timers, a total of 54 drabbles were written. :D
The Liberty Diner is our winner with 29 condoms:
The Liberty Diner moves on and this time, it will be challenged by The Loft.
Challenge #152: mess (any variations of the word)
Happy Drabbling! |
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