Drabble maker drabbles!
Feb. 14th, 2005 10:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
applecameronHalrloprillalar's Drabble Machine
SG-1, of course.
Deranged Love
Jack finished packing. Ever since Daniel, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Jack had been aching.
There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing yanked him, all was cerulean. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going on a hot tin roof to become a throbbing glasses.
Just then, there was a heartfelt knock at the door. Jack opened it and stood there bravely for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his hand.
When Jack came to, Daniel was holding his face and looking tumescent. "My love," Daniel said huskily, "I'm sorry for the complete shock. I've been shipwrecked on a luminous island for the last ten years, living like an angel come to earth. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my cock in the wreck. Can you still love me?"
Jack could hardly believe his Daniel had returned. "I will always love you, cock or no cock. Besides, you can cover it up with a gun."
They embraced tactfully and vowed to never be parted again.
And all was fearful.
A Glasses In Time
On a throbbing and complete morning, Jack sat on a hot tin roof. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His cock ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Daniel to love someone with a tumescent hand?
Tactfully, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a fearful luminous gun, all on a summer's day. I wish my Daniel would yank me, in his own heartfelt way..."
"Do you?" Daniel sat down beside Jack and put his hand on Jack's face. "I think that could be arranged."
Jack gasped bravely. "But what about my tumescent hand?"
"I like it," Daniel said wonderingly. "I think it's deranged."
They came together and their kiss was like an angel come to earth.
"I love you," Jack said huskily.
"I love you too," Daniel replied and yanked him.
They bought a cat, moved in together, and lived tenderly ever after.
The Battle For The Gun
On a hot tin roof, Jack yanked his gun. He had been busy with the gun for hours and now wanted nothing more than a throbbing cuddle or a fearful massage from his lover Daniel.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his tumescent Daniel appeared at the door, grinning wonderingly.
"Put down the gun," Daniel said tactfully. "Unless you want me to yank that gun on your hand."
Jack put down the gun. He was heartfelt. He had never seen Daniel so complete before and it made him aching.
Daniel picked up the gun, then withdrew a BDUs from his cock. "Don't be so heartfelt," Daniel said with a complete grimace. "A cat bit my face this morning, and everything became deranged. Now with this gun and this BDUs I can tactfully rule the world!"
Jack clutched his luminous face bravely. This was his lover, his tumescent Daniel, now staring at him with a complete cock.
"Fight it!" Jack shouted. "The cat just wants the gun for his own tumescent devices! He doesn't love you, not the throbbing way I do!"
Jack could see Daniel trembling bravely. Jack reached out his hand and touched Daniel's cock tactfully. He was tumescent, so tumescent, but he knew only his luminous love for Daniel would break the cat's spell.
Sure enough, Daniel dropped the gun with a thunk. "Oh, Jack," he squealed. "I'm so throbbing, can you ever forgive me?"
But Jack had already moved on a hot tin roof. Like an angel come to earth, he pressed his hand into Daniel's cock. And as they fell together in a deranged fit of love, the gun lay on the floor, aching and forgotten.
I'm Dreaming Of A Throbbing Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. Jack sat huskily on a hot tin roof, sipping tumescent eggnog.
He looked at the heartfelt BDUs hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Daniel had hung it there, just before they looked at each other wonderingly and then fell into each other's arms and yanked each other's hand.
If only I hadn't been so aching, Jack thought, pouring a fearful amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Daniel might not have got so cerulean and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a deranged tear and held his face in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a luminous voice lifted tactfully up in song.
Jack ran to the door. It was Daniel, looking complete all over with snow.
"I missed you bravely," Daniel said. "And I wanted to yank your hand again."
Jack hugged Daniel and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Daniel said.
"I think so too," Jack said and they yanked each other's hand until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted cat cock and lived tenderly until Jack got drunk again.
SG-1, of course.
Deranged Love
Jack finished packing. Ever since Daniel, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Jack had been aching.
There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing yanked him, all was cerulean. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going on a hot tin roof to become a throbbing glasses.
Just then, there was a heartfelt knock at the door. Jack opened it and stood there bravely for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his hand.
When Jack came to, Daniel was holding his face and looking tumescent. "My love," Daniel said huskily, "I'm sorry for the complete shock. I've been shipwrecked on a luminous island for the last ten years, living like an angel come to earth. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my cock in the wreck. Can you still love me?"
Jack could hardly believe his Daniel had returned. "I will always love you, cock or no cock. Besides, you can cover it up with a gun."
They embraced tactfully and vowed to never be parted again.
And all was fearful.
A Glasses In Time
On a throbbing and complete morning, Jack sat on a hot tin roof. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His cock ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Daniel to love someone with a tumescent hand?
Tactfully, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a fearful luminous gun, all on a summer's day. I wish my Daniel would yank me, in his own heartfelt way..."
"Do you?" Daniel sat down beside Jack and put his hand on Jack's face. "I think that could be arranged."
Jack gasped bravely. "But what about my tumescent hand?"
"I like it," Daniel said wonderingly. "I think it's deranged."
They came together and their kiss was like an angel come to earth.
"I love you," Jack said huskily.
"I love you too," Daniel replied and yanked him.
They bought a cat, moved in together, and lived tenderly ever after.
The Battle For The Gun
On a hot tin roof, Jack yanked his gun. He had been busy with the gun for hours and now wanted nothing more than a throbbing cuddle or a fearful massage from his lover Daniel.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his tumescent Daniel appeared at the door, grinning wonderingly.
"Put down the gun," Daniel said tactfully. "Unless you want me to yank that gun on your hand."
Jack put down the gun. He was heartfelt. He had never seen Daniel so complete before and it made him aching.
Daniel picked up the gun, then withdrew a BDUs from his cock. "Don't be so heartfelt," Daniel said with a complete grimace. "A cat bit my face this morning, and everything became deranged. Now with this gun and this BDUs I can tactfully rule the world!"
Jack clutched his luminous face bravely. This was his lover, his tumescent Daniel, now staring at him with a complete cock.
"Fight it!" Jack shouted. "The cat just wants the gun for his own tumescent devices! He doesn't love you, not the throbbing way I do!"
Jack could see Daniel trembling bravely. Jack reached out his hand and touched Daniel's cock tactfully. He was tumescent, so tumescent, but he knew only his luminous love for Daniel would break the cat's spell.
Sure enough, Daniel dropped the gun with a thunk. "Oh, Jack," he squealed. "I'm so throbbing, can you ever forgive me?"
But Jack had already moved on a hot tin roof. Like an angel come to earth, he pressed his hand into Daniel's cock. And as they fell together in a deranged fit of love, the gun lay on the floor, aching and forgotten.
I'm Dreaming Of A Throbbing Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. Jack sat huskily on a hot tin roof, sipping tumescent eggnog.
He looked at the heartfelt BDUs hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Daniel had hung it there, just before they looked at each other wonderingly and then fell into each other's arms and yanked each other's hand.
If only I hadn't been so aching, Jack thought, pouring a fearful amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Daniel might not have got so cerulean and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a deranged tear and held his face in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a luminous voice lifted tactfully up in song.
I'm dreaming of a throbbing Christmas
Just like an angel come to earth
Jack ran to the door. It was Daniel, looking complete all over with snow.
"I missed you bravely," Daniel said. "And I wanted to yank your hand again."
Jack hugged Daniel and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Daniel said.
"I think so too," Jack said and they yanked each other's hand until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted cat cock and lived tenderly until Jack got drunk again.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
on 2005-02-15 03:27 am (UTC)Maybe it's juts me, but I'm thinking Daniel without a cock might be a deal breaker. Although if he's pulling BDUs out of his cock on a regular basis, I think I know how it happened.
On the other hand, how can you not love throbbing Christmases?
*snicker*
no subject
on 2005-02-15 10:06 am (UTC)Roasted cat cock? I wonder if I could get that at the Ranch 99 ...