honeyspider | Good move.

Since I didn't already have enough to be doing, I went and made myself a mood set. On one hand, I feel rather acomplished, but then on the other hand I feel like smacking myself in the head for wasting that much time when I probably should be working. Blah.

I'm also meant to be writing now...which I swear I am pondering doing! *ponders* And I want to update Foxglove.... *ponders more*

I had a rather good day. Spend a portion of it wrestling my sixteen year old brother to the ground. He bites! Which I personally don't think if very manly of him. Biter. But I did manage to win. I can't remember why we were fighting, but I'm sure it was an important reason. Or it could just be cause he's a stupid, annoying, disrespectful brat. Very likely. My arm hurts. He decided his best tactic was the punch my arm until I let go.

I didn't let go.

Bwa ha! That'll teach him! Something.

And, oh god, I've rediscovered Ebay. This is not good. There's a reason I placed that self imposed ban on myself. Waaa.

Now, if you'll excuse me. I must go finish my lovely chat with dear Lestat. The prat.

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you're killing me! I'm dying with the laughy laugh!

Badly Tripping

Gordon tripped along ravishly. He was on his way to meet his lover, Nathanael, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a dragon hopping along, carrying a glue stick in its mouth.

Gordon was almost through the door when he came across a greasy cake, lying alone on a poncy plate. "That must be a treat from my french bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked feirce, so he ate it.

It gave him the most dull tingling sensation in his head. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Nathanael.

When Nathanael came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.

"What is it?" Gordon cried sloppily.

"Your hip! And your shoulder!" Nathanael said. "They're hard! Can't you feel it?"

Gordon felt his hip and his shoulder. They were indeed quite hard. "Oh, no!" Gordon said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that greasy cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"

"I didn't leave you any cake," Nathanael said. "I got you a highlighter. It must have been that rank man who lives nearby. He acts a little desperatly, ever since he cuddled a plant."

"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Gordon sobbed.

"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Nathanael said hungrily, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your hip is really painful like that."

"Really?" Gordon dried her tears. Gordon kissed Nathanael and it was an entirely musical sensation, like a car backfiring in the stillness of the night.

They spent the night having entirely musical sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.

Everything was rather awkward after that.

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Gordon kissed Nathanael and it was an entirely musical sensation, like a car backfiring in the stillness of the night. My god I'm pissing myself here...

The Adventure Of The Evil Thing

Diantha and Darius were out for a red Valentine's walk one a rack. As they went, Darius rested his hand on Diantha's bum. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so pointy, Diantha was filled with baaaaad dread.

"Do you suppose it's angry here?" she asked freakishly.

"You evil silly," Darius said, tickling Diantha with his wand. "It's completely illegal."

Just then, a naughty evil thing leapt out from behind a paintbrush and squashed Darius in the nipple. "Aaargh!" Darius screamed.

Things looked insane. But Diantha, although she was slutty, knew she had to save her love. She grabbed a table and, like a horrible zombie about to eat your toes one by one and work his way up to you head, beat the evil thing eerily until it ran off. "That will teach you to squash innocent people."

Then she clasped Darius close. Darius was bleeding nastily. "My darling," Diantha said, and pressed her lips to Darius's shoulder.

"I love you," Darius said jealously, and expired in Diantha's arms.

Diantha never loved again.

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DIE! DIE! YOU BASTARD DIE!

And Sena, that was a really MEAN pairing. I pout in your general direction.

Broken Love

Bri finished packing. Ever since Marie, her own true love, had been lost at sea, Bri had been painful.

There was nothing left for her anymore, nothing spanked her, all was feirce. So today, Valentine's Day, she was going in the bath to become a silent hairbrush.

Just then, there was a cold knock at the door. Bri opened it and stood there cheerfully for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising her toe.

When Bri came to, Marie was holding her nose and looking friendly. "My love," Marie said sadly, "I'm sorry for the horrific shock. I've been shipwrecked on a hard island for the last ten years, living like a butterfly flapping it's wings and making things bung. I was only rescued last week." She paused. "I lost my lip in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Bri could hardly believe her Marie had returned. "I will always love you, lip or no lip. Besides, you can cover it up with a razor."

They embraced uncomfortably and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was dark.

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But- but- The "This is completely illegal" line! And squashing his nipple! *giggle*

get a load of this one...

The Battle For The Hoop

On a shoe, Lily slipped her hoop. She had been busy with the hoop for hours and now wanted nothing more than a black cuddle or a disliked massage from her lover Snape.

She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her wobbly Snape appeared at the door, grinning happily.

"Put down the hoop," Snape said slimily. "Unless you want me to slip that hoop on your ear."

Lily put down the hoop. She was crooked. She had never seen Snape so greasy before and it made her billowing.

Snape picked up the hoop, then withdrew a peg from his penis. "Don't be so crooked," Snape said with a greasy grimace. "A snake bit my nose this morning, and everything became tall. Now with this hoop and this peg I can slimily rule the world!"

Lily clutched her flappy nose jerkily. This was her lover, her wobbly Snape, now staring at her with a greasy penis.

"Fight it!" Lily shouted. "The snake just wants the hoop for his own wobbly devices! He doesn't love you, not the black way I do!"

Lily could see Snape trembling jerkily. Lily reached out her ear and touched Snape's penis slimily. She was wobbly, so wobbly, but she knew only her flappy love for Snape would break the snake's spell.

Sure enough, Snape dropped the hoop with a thunk. "Oh, Lily," he squealed. "I'm so black, can you ever forgive me?"

But Lily had already moved on a shoe. Like a giant foot that squashes you with an amusing fart noise, she pressed her ear into Snape's penis. And as they fell together in a tall fit of love, the hoop lay on the floor, billowing and forgotten.

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Teeheee!

A Switch In Time

On a tall and silent morning, Circe sat in their treehouse. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her chest ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Salazar to love someone with a sleek thigh?

Meanly, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a round curly broom, all on a summer's day. I wish my Salazar would bang me, in his own transparent way..."

"Do you?" Salazar sat down beside Circe and put his hand on Circe's neck. "I think that could be arranged."

Circe gasped broodingly. "But what about my sleek thigh?"

"I like it," Salazar said perspicatiously. "I think it's squishy."

They came together and their kiss was like gentle rain falling from a dark sky, or perhaps more like stars raining down on them.

"I love you," Circe said gayly.

"I love you too," Salazar replied and banged her.

They bought a first year, moved in together, and lived sarcastically ever after.

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Oh I just bet they did!

A Hoop In Time

On a disliked and crooked morning, Lily sat on a shoe. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her ear ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Snape to love someone with a wobbly nose?

Jerkily, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a tall evil drawer, all on a summer's day. I wish my Snape would slip me, in his own black way..."

"Do you?" Snape sat down beside Lily and put his hand on Lily's penis. "I think that could be arranged."

Lily gasped slimily. "But what about my wobbly nose?"

"I like it," Snape said happily. "I think it's billowing."

They came together and their kiss was like a giant foot that squashes you with an amusing fart noise.

"I love you," Lily said erotically.

"I love you too," Snape replied and slipped her.

They bought a snake, moved in together, and lived nakedly ever after.

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A Christmas Tree In Time

On a waxed and tasty morning, Circe, Sena and Raen sat in Rivendell. It was Valentine's Day and they was all alone. Their tongues ached in sorrow for the secret love that they could never share. How could they expect Elrond to love someone with a skilled ankle?

Intelligently, they began to recite a poem they had composed. "Ah, my love is like a muscled shiny donkey, all on a summer's day. I wish my Elrond would glomp me, in his own brazen way..."

"Do you?" Elrond sat down beside Circe, Sena and Raen and put his hand on Circe, Sena and Raen's groin. "I think that could be arranged."

Circe, Sena and Raen gasped girlishly. "But what about my skilled ankle?"

"I like it," Elrond said manly. "I think it's oooh soooo tasty."

They came together and their kiss was as if they had been blown out of the stratosphere.

"I love you," Circe, Sena and Raen said purply.

"I love you too," Elrond replied and glomped her.

They bought a hobbit, moved in together, and lived insanely ever after.

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That's one skilled elf.

The Battle For The Letter Box

On a building, Spiderman webbed his letter box. He had been busy with the letter box for hours and now wanted nothing more than a sparkly cuddle or a super massage from his lover Wolverine.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his jumpy Wolverine appeared at the door, grinning flatly.

"Put down the letter box," Wolverine said gravely. "Unless you want me to web that letter box on your crotch."

Spiderman put down the letter box. He was gritty. He had never seen Wolverine so pretty before and it made him bloody.

Wolverine picked up the letter box, then withdrew a claw from his wrists. "Don't be so gritty," Wolverine said with a pretty grimace. "A kitty-cat bit my knuckles this morning, and everything became brightly-coloured. Now with this letter box and this claw I can gravely rule the world!"

Spiderman clutched his crime-fighting knuckles funnily. This was his lover, his jumpy Wolverine, now staring at him with a pretty wrists.

"Fight it!" Spiderman shouted. "The kitty-cat just wants the letter box for his own jumpy devices! He doesn't love you, not the sparkly way I do!"

Spiderman could see Wolverine trembling funnily. Spiderman reached out his crotch and touched Wolverine's wrists gravely. He was jumpy, so jumpy, but he knew only his crime-fighting love for Wolverine would break the kitty-cat's spell.

Sure enough, Wolverine dropped the letter box with a thunk. "Oh, Spiderman," he squealed. "I'm so sparkly, can you ever forgive me?"

But Spiderman had already moved on a building. Like a caped crusader who really just wanted to blob out with pizza and a beer, he pressed his crotch into Wolverine's wrists. And as they fell together in a brightly-coloured fit of love, the letter box lay on the floor, bloody and forgotten.
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