It's true, I love Justin. I do, I freely admit it, defend him often. And it's even true that, when I met triciaqaf at Xiefest, she said she thought I was a Justinite.

I'm not.

Don't get me wrong. I'm also not a Brianite nor a Brian apologist who just loves Justin because Brian does. I love Justin. I love Brian. But what I REALLY love, is Brian and Justin. I have limited interest in either of them as characters independent of their relationship with each other. I don't want to read about them with others, I don't want to hear about their lives before they met, I don't want to read fiction in which they are seperated for a long time even if they ultimately get back together, I don't want to read meta that hates one of them or blames one of them more than the other for the rough patches in their relationship (although certainly one or the other is off track and even wrong at various times, but overall, to me, it's a two-way street).

It's just that there seem to be a LOT of fans out there ready and willing to make excuses for Brian, and then jump all over Justin and, for that matter, all the other characters, too, for doing the very things they forgive poor wounded Brian for doing without a second thought. Or even a first thought, since most of the time they don't even seem to realize they're doing it.

Brian would so hate that.

On the other hand, sometimes I make Justinites weep, because I also don't think Justin compromised or gave in when he went back to Brian in 308, don't think Brian owed Justin an apology for the "blond boy ass" scene, don't think if Brian had just asked him to stay in late S2 that it would have fixed everything, and hey... I don't think there was anything wrong with the way Brian asked Justin to move in with him in 414, I think it was beautiful and very romantic.

On the other other hand, I also don't think there was anything wrong with Justin having already packed his bags in 507.

In summary, I hopelessly love Brian and Justin.

That is all.

Still looking for true love, our Sunshine. Doesn't seem to be finding it. Stubborn enough to keep looking, that's Justin all over, but I think our little family have all been surprised how fast he dumps one and moves on to the next. After all, I was supposed to be the one with the commitment problem, right? Which is pretty fucking funny, since he was my first, my only, and will certainly be my last. -JustVisiting, "A Matter of Time"

Brian nodded.

“If I don’t. Seriously. If something goes wrong. I need you to do this again.”

“Do what?”

“This. Love. Let someone love you.”

“Fuck you.”

“I mean it Brian.”

“So do I. Fuck you.”

“But if I’m not here.”

“Then that’s it, but you keep talking like this and I’m calling the whole fucking thing off. I’ll see you in a couple of hours. You don’t believe that, they’re not even allowed to start.”

“I know. I’ll be fine. I know that. I just need to hear you promise.”

“Then we’re going home now.”

“Brian.”

”I’m not gonna start lying to you now. You want me to promise I’ll put myself through this again. Bullshit. Once. You. So I’ll see you in a couple of hours.”

“Okay.”

“Justin.”

“Yeah?”

“I do love you. Can’t love anyone else. Don’t ask me to.” -Vamphile, "Keeping it Together"

The responsibility we bear to each other is overwhelming. I don't think Brian and I are like regular people. I don't think we love each other like regular people do. Maybe I shouldn't say shit like that, but that's what I think.

Okay, I know I'm not the most experienced guy in the world, and Brian's more of a virgin than I am when it comes to being with someone--being with one someone. But I have Ethan to go by, and I see how other people are, and I just, sort of, know it's true. Ethan and I had regular, every-day kind of love. It was nice and steady and, God, unbelievably comforting, but it wasn't life and death. It wasn't all-consuming. We weren't something totally different and totally better for being with one another. Brian and I become something different for being together, we're so much more who we're supposed to be when we're together than when we're on our own. - Myrna, "If You Needed Me"