Got the Bunji brainworms, so you're all gonna suffer with me.
LWJ is a shapeshifter! He forcibly shifts into bunny form whenever he gets too exhausted/sick/overextended. Sometimes, it takes him a while to recuperate enough to shift back.
One week, he lets himself get overtired with his job.
Oopsie! He's suddenly a fluffy white bunny!
Now, he could manage this situation if he were at home. It's happened before.
He has a little alert system rigged up so he can contact his brother and let him know he's stuck as a bunny.
LXC will come over to collect him. He'll take LWJ to his home and look after him for a few days. He'll call LWJ's workplace, too, and let them know he's "out sick".
They don't know this about each other for AGES! Because they were brought up in a way where you don't talk about this stuff with family!!
But one night, long after their respective marriages, their husbands are out.
They hired a babysitter for the kids.
They're planning on having a nice brotherly hang-out session. Just gonna watch some movies on the couch and have a lil chat. Decompress after a long work week.
Anyone who knows him would be SHOOK to find out he does this as a side-gig. Because he doesn't seem like the type?
But it's actually very impersonal! He's nothing more than a collection of muscles and sinews, shapes and angles, to these artists. It's not erotic or weird at all.
I am once again thinking of beautiful black widow LWJ, in a birdcage veil, smoking from a cigarette holder as he tells the police officer that yes, he is so distraught over his wealthy husband's untimely demise.
Shattered.
Simply crushed.
Anyway. 'Pearls for a Funeral' really awakened something in me, and I'm extremely sad that there isn't more noir-inspired fic for this fandom.
Absolutely love when I'm walking down the sidewalk and I encounter a crow.
Because that crow is obviously not going to move for a PEON like me. It just does a grudging little sideways shuffle, and then goes back to eating whatever detritus it found.
Most wild animals are like, "oh shit oh FUCK a human ohgodohgod!!" And they scramble away as fast as they can.
Not crows!
"FLY away? Oh, honey. It's adorable you think you're worth that kind of effort. 💅 I will scoot six (6) inches to the side, and you will have to make do."
You're so right, little dude. I am not worth it! Don't fly away for the likes of me!