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This Probably Makes TTW Alt-Crack . . . But I Don't Really Care
My TTW bunny made a brief appearance today, and left this behind. It's a piece of fluff, but since Lupae is not cooperating, I'll take what I can get.
I've decided that sometime after "And You're Normal," Jazz meets Lupae. Lupae's a bit upset at her, for reasons I can't tell. And Allen knows that there's something more than "my family hunts ghosts" up with Jazz and her family, but respects her right to privacy. Anyway, the Family learns that Jazz knows about Allen. But they've been around so long that they have contingencies for contingencies, so once they get over the fact that Jazz knows what Allen is (and Lupae) and doesn't care, they get her to sign a legally binding don't tell and leave her more-or-less alone. Although they do still want to know what's up with Masters . . .
So to distract them, Jazz sends them a Fenton Thermos full of ghost and tells them to leave her alone, if you'd please, and quit bugging her room. The Family goes into joygasms and decides to approve of Jazz and then Christmas of Crack 2 happens.
This happens a little later.
Title: After the Shit Happened
Fandom: DP (Butch Hartman's, don't own) and Tav's Crack
Rating: G
Warnings: Cuteness
She was happy to see him, but also–subdued. Sad. Instead ofarguing discussing with him as she normally did, she seemed satisfied just to curl up on the couch with him and bask in his presence.
“Something happened over Christmas?” he asked.
“ . . . yeah.”
“It’s one of those things you can’t talk about, right?”
“Yeah.” She took a deep breath, and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t ask my brother. With everything that happened . . . it just wouldn’t be right.”
“It’s okay.” He was curious. That didn’t matter.
“But–” she began.
He held her face, turned it to look at his. “Jazz. It’s okay.”
“What about Budapest?”
“Budapest is still getting over the fact that ghosts are real. Budapest was still reeling when I was there, two days ago. And Budapest,” he kissed her forehead, “loves you.”
She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to; her eyes spoke eloquently enough.
Aheh. Yeah. I really wanna write some porn, but I think my porn rabbit is preggers. It's the only reason I can think of for her to be demanding such weird smut. Anyone know how to take care of pregnant plotbunny?
I've decided that sometime after "And You're Normal," Jazz meets Lupae. Lupae's a bit upset at her, for reasons I can't tell. And Allen knows that there's something more than "my family hunts ghosts" up with Jazz and her family, but respects her right to privacy. Anyway, the Family learns that Jazz knows about Allen. But they've been around so long that they have contingencies for contingencies, so once they get over the fact that Jazz knows what Allen is (and Lupae) and doesn't care, they get her to sign a legally binding don't tell and leave her more-or-less alone. Although they do still want to know what's up with Masters . . .
So to distract them, Jazz sends them a Fenton Thermos full of ghost and tells them to leave her alone, if you'd please, and quit bugging her room. The Family goes into joygasms and decides to approve of Jazz and then Christmas of Crack 2 happens.
This happens a little later.
Title: After the Shit Happened
Fandom: DP (Butch Hartman's, don't own) and Tav's Crack
Rating: G
Warnings: Cuteness
She was happy to see him, but also–subdued. Sad. Instead of
“Something happened over Christmas?” he asked.
“ . . . yeah.”
“It’s one of those things you can’t talk about, right?”
“Yeah.” She took a deep breath, and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t ask my brother. With everything that happened . . . it just wouldn’t be right.”
“It’s okay.” He was curious. That didn’t matter.
“But–” she began.
He held her face, turned it to look at his. “Jazz. It’s okay.”
“What about Budapest?”
“Budapest is still getting over the fact that ghosts are real. Budapest was still reeling when I was there, two days ago. And Budapest,” he kissed her forehead, “loves you.”
She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to; her eyes spoke eloquently enough.
Aheh. Yeah. I really wanna write some porn, but I think my porn rabbit is preggers. It's the only reason I can think of for her to be demanding such weird smut. Anyone know how to take care of pregnant plotbunny?
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What do you mean your plotbunny is pregnant? XD
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The only idea I have for pregnant bunnies is just sit back and wait.
Also!
Aziraphale/Crowley porn drabble for you.
Crowley hissed and clawed at the sheets, their thrusts making the bed rock back and forth. His wings want to snap out and flap but a pair of hands were pinning them delightfully down.
Crowley tossed his head back and moaned, aching and heavy with his need for release.
Aziraphale licked Crowley's ear and then purred, "Now now my dear boy. After me."
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Also, nice drabble. Cute but a good cute, not the disturbing cute.