Ahh, inspiration.
So, over the course of the past couple of days, JJ has variously poked at, played with, seriously worked on, and firmly attacked himself to no fewer than four separate bunnies. Two I want to work on and finish. One of them I had to gently but firmly take away from him. The last one, I tried to take away from him but it bit me and snuggled under his chin.
Yep, this is the bunny-magnet JJ muse I remember.
Yep, this is the bunny-magnet JJ muse I remember.
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Yeah. No more lemon beer for Neeks.
And.... yeah. Too angsty for JJ, and too angsty for *Dee*, although the circumstances are kind of extreme. And a little bit purple/melodramatic, although honestly I don't care anymore, I just want it OUT.
Whoa. O_o W-what is going on? What circumstances? No, wait, don't tell me. Just gimme the fic. I have to know now.
Aww, I want a Drake to hug too. C'mere, Drake. Comfort me.
But of course. There's plenty of Drake to go around. Here you go. *nudges Drake*
Drake: You know, I feel I'm being treated like a--
Hush, silly, of course not.
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