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

[prillalar]

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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Just for you, my brilliant goddess

[laurashapiro.livejournal.com]

A Thorn In Time

On a sweaty and light morning, Mulder sat in a hammock. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His skull ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Skinner to love someone with a voluptuous hand?

Expensively, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a bracing tight book, all on a summer's day. I wish my Skinner would slap me, in his own ticklish way..."

"Do you?" Skinner sat down beside Mulder and put his hand on Mulder's ass. "I think that could be arranged."

Mulder gasped quickly. "But what about my voluptuous hand?"

"I like it," Skinner said hugely. "I think it's harmonic."

They came together and their kiss was like an ocean wave caressing the shore.

"I love you," Mulder said breathily.

"I love you too," Skinner replied and fucked him.

They bought a cat, moved in together, and lived ridiculously ever after.