Ronny and Benny...bottoms of Teh Love

Title: Angel
Author: wavingcat5  
Prompt: No such thing as angels
Notes: 3 drabbles

( Angel )

Title: Nobody's Listening
Author: frantic_quest
Prompt: No Such Thing As Angels

( Nobody's )

Title: Don We Now
Author:
Prompt: Our gay apparel

Notes: Sorry, this one got away from me. Five drabbles this time.

( Don We Now )

Tags: author: vl_redreign, gusmas

Title: Happy
Author: wavingcat5 
Prompt: Our gay apparel
Notes: 2 drabbles

Most of you know that I live in CA. Specifically, Davis, which is part of the Sacramento Valley.

I just saw a weather report.

It's snowing.

IN FUCKING SACRAMENTO.

Which is 11 miles from me.

So, I checked our weather.

It says: "Cloudy/rain/snow".

Snow. Here.

Sen Inhofe, how much more proof do you need? Global warming is REAL.

I don't care if it melts or ends up slush. I want to see some snow. It's been years. Sigh.

( PLAGUED RPG - What would you do if you lost your magic? )

Title: Fashion Show
Author: frantic_quest
Prompt: Our Gay Apparel

( Fashion )

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Title/Series: Working it out (A Thanksgiving Visit, part X)
Author: BookGirl
Prompt: Fireplace
Note: This is direct continuation of yesterday's drabble, found here.

They made love and were cuddling (though Brian would never admit to either) in front of the fireplace before another word was spoken.

“Sunshine, before that enthusiastic welcome I believe I asked you a question.”

“I missed you.”

“I saw you less than 24 hours ago.”

“That does not negate the fact that I missed you.”

Brian looked dubious but soldiered on. “Okay. What about the fact that you have a show in a few weeks?”

Justin wiggled an arm out of the blankets to gesture at the easel in the corner. “I couldn't paint without my muse.”

( Parts II, III, and IV )

Title: On An Open Fire
Author: vl_redreign
Prompt: Fireplace

Notes: Another double, get it while it's hot!

( On An Open Fire )

Title: Firebug
Author: wavingcat5 
Prompt: Fireplace
Note: Coming into bushfire season here. This is not intended to trivialise those who lost their homes and lives last summer; rather, those events keep creeping into my thoughts, however indirectly.

‘Shoe brush’ says Brian, glancing at my latest thrift store find. ‘Fire brigade-issue. That’s what the F and B stand for.’
‘Thanks. I never would have guessed that on my own.’ We kiss. Life is sweet now, thanks to Brian Kinney. Who’d have thought?

I notice the initials on the brush aren’t stamped. They’re burnt into the wood. It’s a paradox. Fire department marks its property with fire?

I walk in later to find him fucking some guy and I’m scorched.

I’ve heard sometimes a firefighter is also a firebug.

When I come back, Brian is polishing my shoes.

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Title My Perfect Muse
Author: frantic_quest
Prompt: Fireplace

( My )

Title/Series: Surprise! (A Thanksgiving Visit, part IX)
Author: BookGirl
Prompt: Wrapped Gifts and Credit Cards image

Justin was able to sweet talk the desk clerk into letting him into Brian's suite without much fuss. She thought it was “soooo romantic.” Justin stashed the small wrapped gift in an empty drawer and considered going out to look for Brian. But instead he set his easel in front of the windows and watched the kids sliding down the bunny slopes. He was so focused on capturing the reflection of the setting sun on the snow, that he almost didn't hear the door open.
Brian looked shocked for a moment, but quickly gathered himself and raised an eyebrow “What the hell are you doing here?”
"Surprise."

Title: The Gift That Keeps On Giving
Author: vl_redreign
Prompt: Gift and credit card image

Notes: This is a two-fer. Brian and Justin didn't want to stop talking. So I let them.

( Courtesy cut )

Does anyone else ever see the title of a fic they wrote and have no recollection whatsoever about writing it or what it is about?

It is probably a pretty sad comment on my fic writing abilities when i don't even remember what my own fic is about.

Or maybe I'm just getting old.

Title: Hidden Talent
Author: frantic_quest
Prompt: wrapped gift with credit cards image
Note: Another doubleshot.

( Hidden )

Title: The Holy Grail
Author: wavingcat5 
Prompt: Image of gift and credit cards
Notes: 3-drabble, slightly-cracked homage to another obsession of mine ;P

( The Holy Grail )

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Title: Economic Summit
Author: vl_redreign
Prompt: Joy To The World

Notes: This is set the same day as the last one, towards the end of the work day.

Ted closed the door to his office. He stared at the spreadsheet again, crossed his fingers, and entered the last figures. He clicked ‘submit’, then refreshed the report. His phone rang before it finished.

“Ted Schmidt.”

“Teddy?”

“Oh, hi, Em.”

“Sweetie, you sound stressed.”

“I’m working on the final quarter figures.”

“Oh. That sounds like fun.”

“Oh, yeah. You wanna come over and tell Brian that revenue is down 30 percent?”

“Well, I’ll leave you to it, bye!”

“Wait! Holy shit…”

“What?”

“It’s up. Thirty percent.”

“That’s good, right?”

“Fifty million dollars worth of good.”

“Joy to the world!”

“Yeah.”