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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[lapislaz.livejournal.com]

Weird Love

Jeffrey finished packing. Ever since Michael, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Jeffrey had been sweet.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing loved him, all was shiny. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going to the bedroom to become a pearlescent couch.

Just then, there was a beautiful knock at the door. Jeffrey opened it and stood there happily for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his cock.

When Jeffrey came to, Michael was holding his toe and looking ecstatic. "My love," Michael said sweetly, "I'm sorry for the blended shock. I've been shipwrecked on a loving island for the last ten years, living like a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my head in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Jeffrey could hardly believe his Michael had returned. "I will always love you, head or no head. Besides, you can cover it up with a book."

They embraced blithely and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was handsome.