The bunnies do the dance of joy...

[windandwater]

Apparently, if it is late and I am tired, I develop the miraculous ability to write good, if severely fucked up, lemon scenes. My bunnies are hopping around like mad, celebrating the fact that I can no longer call my non-pwp "Never Forget" a lime-rated fic. It's not even lemon-scented anymore. It's full blown, grown in the sunshine, grade A lemon now. Or at least, the last part of it is. I don't know whether I should be upset that I lost against the bunnies. This is a one-shot deal. I don't do lemon. I can't write it. But no matter how many scene changes I had, I couldn't avoid it in this fic.

//(>_<)\\

And I also thought that it couldn't get any *more* obsessive and screwed up. I was wrong. Here's a list of all the things that managed to burrow themselves into the fic. At least, it's what I've deliberately put in the fic... there's a bunch of stuff I might be missing! The newest stuff (that I added last night) is at the top of the list.

-- A children's nursery rhyme
-- religious themes
-- rampant usage of Quatre in a ZERO System-type mindset
-- Metaphor: strawberry
-- Metaphor: roses
-- Metaphor: a garden
-- Metaphor: dark and light
-- Metaphor: gold
-- eyes
-- sex
-- the difference between what you need, what you want, and what you deserve
-- obsession
-- seduction
-- revenge

and of course:

-- Love

Oh, and the tagline for my fic is short and sweet.

"This story is about love. Keep telling yourself that and you just might believe it."