prillalar | Ain't there anyone here for love, sweet love?

Ah, my loves, Happy Valentine's Day!

Last week, I was chatting with kormantic and saying I should get something done for you all for a Valentine's treat. And she told me that I give so much, I should get people to give me things instead. So I thought that was a good idea but then I forgot to post about it ahead of time, demanding ~~tribute~~ drabbles for Valentine's Day.

So I came up with a way to both give and get prezzies: the Drabble-Matic.

Head over, make yourself a drabble -- slash, het, any fandom -- and then post it here so I can read it.

(I should warn you, my site has been a little slow today. Figures. And let me know if you find any bugs or typos.)

ETA: Damn, I spent all last night and a lot of this morning coding this and now my host is having network problems. Sometimes you can get through, sometimes not. Damn.

ETA 2: Linking, either to this post, or to the Drabble-Matic itself, is just fine.

ETA 3: If you want to try another drabble with the same terms, just reload the result page. If you get a message asking you if you want to re-post the info, say yes. Clicking the Again button will take you back to enter new terms.

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I think I love you. :-)

The Adventure Of The Moose

Daniel and Methos were out for an obsessed Valentine's walk in Jack's garden. As they went, Methos rested his hand on Daniel's ass. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so smooth, Daniel was filled with old dread.

"Do you suppose it's glamoruos here?" he asked drowsy.

"You soothing silly," Methos said, tickling Daniel with his beer. "It's completely innocent."

Just then, a slutty moose leapt out from behind a bed and pushed Methos in the neck. "Aaargh!" Methos screamed.

Things looked arrogant. But Daniel, although he was sexy, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a kitchen and, more fun than a barrel of monkeys, beat the moose owlishly until it ran off. "That will teach you to stroke innocent people."

Then he clasped Methos close. Methos was bleeding fast. "My darling," Daniel said, and pressed his lips to Methos's hand.

"I love you," Methos said slowly, and expired in Daniel's arms.

Daniel never loved again.

That's just too funny! Way to go! And hey, you finally have that Methos/Daniel fic you'd been talking about :) My favourite bit is this part:

"I love you," Methos said slowly, and expired in Daniel's arms.

Daniel never loved again.

Because it is so damn serious and dramatic and angst! woe! pathos! and I can't help but laugh and laugh and laugh :) Hee!

Yes, it such a sad little drabble. *sniff* Poor Methos. Bad moose!

I think the moment when I almost lost my breath was the ineffable:
Methos said, tickling Daniel with his beer. "It's completely innocent."

oh my lungs. thank you :) (and

prillalar too, of course)

I had a hard time coming up with creative adverbs and adjectives, so I chose the standard ones. And I have to say that I like the result. I also like Methos calling Daniel "You soothing silly". It's got a certain charme.
I would do a dark version of the drabble, with lots of dark words, but I'm still enjoying this one.
Maybe tomorrow. ;-)

I try to use atypical words (while respecting the grammatical categories, of course); I don't think I am very inventive, and my vocabulary is rather restricted, but combined with the power of the script the results are almost always hilarious.

the meeting in Jack's garden was a nice touch ;-)

Ain't there anyone here for love, sweet love?

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