I never knew about another meaning of the word "drabble" till I saw it on QaF fandom. And now I know "sometimes 100 words is enough".
Title: Not Enough
Author: tweedygal
I shouldn’t want more. Everyone’s always told me not to expect anything.
But they weren’t there when he sat up with me night after night, watching Yellow Submarine, then rubbing my hand while I cried about the fucking mess my life had become.
They don’t seem to notice he looks out for me away from the loft. He thinks I don’t even realize it, but I do.
They don’t know that he asks about my classes, projects...if I’m hungry, if I need a blowjob or toothpaste...
He gives me so much. And I don’t know why it’s not enough.
My POV: Teh "toothpaste" did touch me. It simply works.
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Title: Long Ago Memories
Author: Foreverbm
Timeline: Future
A/N: This is a death drabble.
Brian walked slowly across the manicured lawn, the eerie silence not off putting in any way; more of a relief than anything.
He didn’t want to see anyone; for them to see him.
He looked at the red roses in his arms, a memory from long ago, of another bouquet he had almost bought, filling his mind.
He reached his destination and squatted down, placing the roses on the ground, brushing away some scraps of paper which had blown onto the grey marble.
The name in front of him may say Justin, but to him, he would always be Sunshine.
My POV: The one that inspired me to write down my first fanfic of ever. It hurts.
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Title: With Friends Like These, Who Needs Enemies
Author: Philflam
Author's warnings: Remember that as far as I'm concerned, the QAF world revolves around Brian. I see everything through his perspective. This drabble might not be exactly what the mods were thinking of when they chose this topic - :).
Michael “. . . but he’s my Best Friend” Novotny tells Brian things he already knows and assumes he’ll never change. Lindsay “She’s Having My Baby” Peterson loves Brian and is jealous of Justin for lots of reasons.
Debbie “I love you like a son” Novotny slaps him for telling the truth. Ted “I’m better than all of you” Schmidt resents him until he needs help. Emmett “When your boy toy’s broken, get a new toy” Honeycutt mostly ignores him.
Justin “It was love to me” Taylor is the only one who loves Brian for who he is - always has, always will.
My POV: I don't really think Linds having problem with the jealousy. However, I love the last sentence - the definition of Justin's love.
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Title: The missing smiling boy (I named it, not the author)
Author: jule1122
Timeline: S3
“Justin Taylor.”
Daphne listened to Justin call his own name and concentrated on holding the picture of Marguerite Lopez up. She couldn’t look at the picture Jennifer was holding or listen to her speech.
When she first saw the poster of Justin, she hadn’t been able to look away. She barely recognized the smiling boy she saw there. Daphne was reminded of how much Justin had changed, how much that night had changed him. There would never be justice for Justin, but this was something. She held her picture proudly, defiantly and dared anyone to say Justin’s life didn’t matter.
My POV: I like Daphne and I like the friendship of the 2 much as well. I think it's exactly what she was thinking seeing the poster. And the idea of how much that night had changed Justin really makes my heart hurt.
Later!
Title: Not Enough
Author: tweedygal
I shouldn’t want more. Everyone’s always told me not to expect anything.
But they weren’t there when he sat up with me night after night, watching Yellow Submarine, then rubbing my hand while I cried about the fucking mess my life had become.
They don’t seem to notice he looks out for me away from the loft. He thinks I don’t even realize it, but I do.
They don’t know that he asks about my classes, projects...if I’m hungry, if I need a blowjob or toothpaste...
He gives me so much. And I don’t know why it’s not enough.
My POV: Teh "toothpaste" did touch me. It simply works.
---
Title: Long Ago Memories
Author: Foreverbm
Timeline: Future
A/N: This is a death drabble.
Brian walked slowly across the manicured lawn, the eerie silence not off putting in any way; more of a relief than anything.
He didn’t want to see anyone; for them to see him.
He looked at the red roses in his arms, a memory from long ago, of another bouquet he had almost bought, filling his mind.
He reached his destination and squatted down, placing the roses on the ground, brushing away some scraps of paper which had blown onto the grey marble.
The name in front of him may say Justin, but to him, he would always be Sunshine.
My POV: The one that inspired me to write down my first fanfic of ever. It hurts.
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Title: With Friends Like These, Who Needs Enemies
Author: Philflam
Author's warnings: Remember that as far as I'm concerned, the QAF world revolves around Brian. I see everything through his perspective. This drabble might not be exactly what the mods were thinking of when they chose this topic - :).
Michael “. . . but he’s my Best Friend” Novotny tells Brian things he already knows and assumes he’ll never change. Lindsay “She’s Having My Baby” Peterson loves Brian and is jealous of Justin for lots of reasons.
Debbie “I love you like a son” Novotny slaps him for telling the truth. Ted “I’m better than all of you” Schmidt resents him until he needs help. Emmett “When your boy toy’s broken, get a new toy” Honeycutt mostly ignores him.
Justin “It was love to me” Taylor is the only one who loves Brian for who he is - always has, always will.
My POV: I don't really think Linds having problem with the jealousy. However, I love the last sentence - the definition of Justin's love.
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Title: The missing smiling boy (I named it, not the author)
Author: jule1122
Timeline: S3
“Justin Taylor.”
Daphne listened to Justin call his own name and concentrated on holding the picture of Marguerite Lopez up. She couldn’t look at the picture Jennifer was holding or listen to her speech.
When she first saw the poster of Justin, she hadn’t been able to look away. She barely recognized the smiling boy she saw there. Daphne was reminded of how much Justin had changed, how much that night had changed him. There would never be justice for Justin, but this was something. She held her picture proudly, defiantly and dared anyone to say Justin’s life didn’t matter.
My POV: I like Daphne and I like the friendship of the 2 much as well. I think it's exactly what she was thinking seeing the poster. And the idea of how much that night had changed Justin really makes my heart hurt.
Later!
