| The 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Dec. 1st, 2009|05:22 pm] |
Title: The Most Important Rule
Author:![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) wavingcat5
Prompt: ski jump image
Notes: 2 drabbles, one piece.
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| The 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 30th, 2009|11:41 pm] |
Title/Series: Cyber Monday! (A Thanksgiving Visit, part V)
Author: BookGirl
Prompt: Bah Humbug
Brian woke up to the sound of typing. A one-eyed squint revealed a naked blond snuggling with his laptop. “What in the hell are you doing?” He asked roughly, “It's 4 AM.”
“It's Cyber Monday!” Justin whispered excitedly.
Brian furrowed his brow, or at least tried to. It was a little early for facial expressions. “Unless that has something to do with porn, you and the laptop need to get out of my bed.”
“You always say Christmas is really all about commercialism, I'm just trying to prove you right.”
“Well Bah Humbug,then.” Brian muttered, slapping the laptop closed and diving on Justin. |
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| The 37 Days Of Gusmas |
[Nov. 30th, 2009|08:13 pm] |
Title: Old Friends
Author: vl_redreign
Prompt: Bah!Humbug!
Notes: Same timeline, shift in POV. And mention of an old, much missed friend. This thing took off on me, and I had to cut out almost 40 words. So, unbeta'd.
Lindsay stood at the backdoor and stripped each child, wrapping them in terry robes and leading them to the kitchen table, where hot chocolate awaited.
Marie entered, carrying her youngest, followed by Mel.
“I’m so glad you guys are here,” she said. “Dusty loved the holidays.”
“Do you remember that year when she and I were insane enough to do the Black Friday sales?”
Marie laughed. “That was a nightmare!”
“I told her she was nuts to go,” Mel added.
“I miss her still,” Linds said softly.
“Well, she’d want us to enjoy ourselves. No ‘bah humbugs’ in this house.” |
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| The 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 30th, 2009|10:00 am] |
Title: Christmas is Bullshit
Author: frantic_quest
Prompt: Bah!Humbug!
( Christmas ) |
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| The 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 30th, 2009|06:14 pm] |
Title: Bah Humbug
Author: wavingcat5
Prompt: Bah Humbug
Notes: Of course, Brian is the cynic in this drabble.
I also wanted to post a B/J ice skating story, but it's not working out. Can I pimp my need for a beta here?
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| *The 37 Days of Gusmas* |
[Nov. 29th, 2009|10:43 pm] |
Title: Where It’s Snowing
Author: noteverything
Prompt: First Snow
Notes: Unbeta’d...all mistakes are mine. This is for the amazing fun_demented, for more reasons than I could ever say. &hearts
I took the idea from a drabble I wrote last year for the 100 drabbles jule1122 and I did for the 100th prompt in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) qaf_drabbles. Sort of a prequel, if you will.
“George! You have to come see!” Emmett’s voice rang through the room as he hurried in to rouse George from his easy chair near the roaring fire. “First snow of the season!”
Emmett, dressed all in white right down to his fur-topped boots, was grinning from ear to ear as he handed George his coat and mittens. “It’s so beautiful,” Emmett exclaimed.
George let himself be pulled out into the yard and spent the rest of the afternoon with the love he never thought he’d find, building a snowman with a red scarf and a pickle for a nose. |
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| 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 29th, 2009|10:39 pm] |
Title/Series: Missing You (A Thanksgiving Visit, part IV)
Author: BookGirl
Prompt: Holidays on Ice
Note: Quick, dirty and unbetaed. I apologize for any mistakes.
“How is it possible you've been here for 8 hours and my dick has yet to make contact with your ass?” Brian asked sliding the loft door closed behind them.
“Poor baby, next time I'll just let you fuck me right on the table. We can use the gravy as lube. I'm sure Deb won't mind a bit”
“She's seen worse I'm sure. Someone need a drink.”
“What I need is you naked, but I'll settle for a Christmas Ale.”
Brian snorted. “Christmas Ale are you kidding me?”
“Yeah, it's like the holidays on Ice.”
( Parts II and III ) |
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| The 37 Days Of Gusmas |
[Nov. 29th, 2009|01:54 pm] |
Title: Ungraceful Under Pressure
Author: vl_redreign
Prompt: Holidays On Ice
Notes: frantic_quest gave me the idea for this one. I couldn't resist.
Gus and JR ran around the outskirts of the pond, laughing. Michael alternately pelted them with snow, and watched the spectacle before him.
On the pond, revelations were being discussed.
“Okay, explain to me how you’re so good at ice skating?” Justin huffed.
“Ice hockey. Best way to get back at the jocks in school,” Brian replied. “What I don’t get is, how the country club brat isn’t good at ice skating. Don’t they give you private lessons or something?”
“Or something. Good thing my ass is bouncy. Came in handy a lot.”
“So that’s how it got so big!” |
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| The 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 29th, 2009|03:06 am] |
Title: The Best Laid Plans
Author frantic_quest
Prompt: Holidays on Ice
Note: This one's a two drabble story...I think its okay to post them together.
( The ) |
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| 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 28th, 2009|11:53 pm] |
Title: First Snow...or Not (A Thanksgiving Visit part III)
Author: BookGirl
Prompt: First Snow
“Hey kids, look! The first snowfall of the year!” Michael gestured excitedly at the window.
“It already snowed lots in Canada, Uncle Michael.” Gus announced, clearly unimpressed.
Justin smirked. “In New York too.”
“Really?” Gus asked, staring up at Justin.
“Yep.” Justin smiled and scooped Gus up in his arms. He drew snowflakes on the frosted glass as he spoke. “In fact I bet it starts in Canada and then sweeps down to New York. It's like we're sharing the same snow.”
“Cool! Is that why you and Dad were so late for dinner? Because of our snow?” |
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| The 37 Days Of Gusmas |
[Nov. 28th, 2009|07:50 pm] |
Title: Irreconcilable Differences
Author: vl_redreign
Prompt: First Snow
Notes: So far these are falling in chronological order. Not sure if that will continue. We'll see! Oh, and no beta, so this is entirely my fault.
Brian rolled over and landed in a cold spot. He opened his eyes and stared at the place where Justin’s warm ass should have been.
He shoved his hair out of his eyes, grumbling. First, Justin slipped into a tryptophan-induced coma. Then, Brian had to wake him to punish him severely for his lack of decorum.
Well, that depended on one’s definition of punishment.
And now he was gone.
“Hey.”
“Where the hell were you?”
“Calling Mel and Linds, and Michael.”
“Why?”
“First snowfall. We’re taking Gus and JR to the park.”
Maybe he could bury Justin in a snowbank… |
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| The 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 29th, 2009|10:21 am] |
Title: Drew Wants Ice Cream
Author: wavingcat5
Prompt: First Snow
Notes: An alternate first meeting, in 3 drabbles
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| The 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 28th, 2009|09:53 am] |
Title: First Snow
Author: frantic_quest
Prompt: First Snow
( First ) |
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| The 37 Days Of Gusmas |
[Nov. 27th, 2009|10:22 pm] |
Title: Blush
Author: vl_redreign
Prompt: Stuffed
Notes: It's really hard to write a drabble when your 9 year old niece attaches herself to you like a leech for the better half of the day. Love you, Gracie Bubbles!
He’s still asleep. It’s been three hours since we left his mother’s, and four since Deb’s. I have no idea where he put everything that he stuffed in his mouth. My Christmas wish is that it goes to his ass.
Speaking of which…I lean over and smack it, and my dick gets hard from both the red flush and his yelp.
“Brian, what the fuck?”
“It’s been five hours since I fucked you. My dick is lonely.”
“Since when did I have to be awake for you to fuck me?”
“”You don’t. But it would be nice if you were.” |
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| The 37 Days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 27th, 2009|06:17 pm] |
Title/Series: A Thanksgiving Visit
Author: BookGirl
Prompt: Stuffed
( A Thanksgiving Visit II ) |
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| The 37 days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 27th, 2009|08:12 pm] |
Title: Moment of Clarity
Author: wavingcat5
Prompt: Stuffed
Notes: It's almost the Silly Season in Australia.
Ted had run out of Claratyne. The drugstore was closed.
He went to Emmett's despite his stuffed sinus. But Emmett's Persian cat loved laps. Ted's inner ear began itching.
Ted drank to forget. He proved allergic to the preservatives in the wine. His eyelids swelled.
Ted prayed in the bathroom. Tiphini entered, sacrilegiously regurgitating a furball.
'I'm leaving, Emmett. I can't pat pussy anymore'.
'But that's not who you are. You love cats!'
'I made a promise to God. If He never deprives me of effective antihistamines again, I'll never expose myself to known allergens.'
Ted had seen the light. |
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| The 37 days of Gusmas |
[Nov. 26th, 2009|11:08 pm] |
Title: A Thanksgiving Visit
Author: BookGirl
Prompt: Thanksgiving
Notes: Long time lurker, first time poster.
( A Thanksgiving Visit ) |
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