![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
letterbladeSometimes my Jack-muse notices when I'm down and tries to cheer me up.
Today, I was having a shit day. I mean, large amounts of it, from elephants. So what does the Jack-muse do?
Pop a few fandoms over to have hot tender kinky sex with this pretty blond thing that's been bouncing about my head recently. (Who also, come to think of it, is not wearing his earrings in this render. Odd.)
Mmmmm. He even threatened (threatened? is this a threat?) to drag Daniel Jackson into it, should my bad mood persist.
Now there be porn in my head.
(And let's not even go into the conversation Cyn and I had when one of us misheard something the other was saying as "sphere grid bondage.")
Ahem. Now I go to bed soon, not stay up all night trying to break all my characters' HP limits. <---DOOOOOOOORK
Today, I was having a shit day. I mean, large amounts of it, from elephants. So what does the Jack-muse do?
Pop a few fandoms over to have hot tender kinky sex with this pretty blond thing that's been bouncing about my head recently. (Who also, come to think of it, is not wearing his earrings in this render. Odd.)
Mmmmm. He even threatened (threatened? is this a threat?) to drag Daniel Jackson into it, should my bad mood persist.
Now there be porn in my head.
(And let's not even go into the conversation Cyn and I had when one of us misheard something the other was saying as "sphere grid bondage.")
Ahem. Now I go to bed soon, not stay up all night trying to break all my characters' HP limits. <---DOOOOOOOORK