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[photoclerk]

"This is my timey-wimey dectector. It goes 'ding' when there's stuff."

My ankle is sprained. Fuck. Only porn can make this feel better. Lots of porn.

THE WEEPING ANGELS ARE FUCKING TERRIFYING.
I JUST FOUND THIS OUT
DON'T BLIIIIIINK!

Also, it scared me enough that I got really distracted and forgot that I was going to post more kitty pictures, well,

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[weatherfront]

WHAT THE CRAP OH MY GOD HOW DID THE LAST POST NOT SHOW UP ON MY FRIENDSLIST, I MUST HAVE MISSED IT, thank god you said "two posts" in your message or I would never have seen it...! And that would have been a massive tragedy, oh my god Moll your cat, your cat is so lovely ;___; I WANT TO STROKE HIM FOREVER. All cats are cute, of course, but yours is especially amazing-- he looks so bright and alert and playful ♥ ♥ ♥

YOU ARE SO GOOD TO MEEEE

[photoclerk]

Yeah, I didn't get any flail, so I figured you missed it. *grin* Can't have that, now can we? <333
Ifrit, I will give him fresh catnip today just because of you. <3

[incandescent]

I'm glad that porn is healing for you. And I hope that your ankle feels better soon. Also, the cat. Ahhhh, my cats do that too and I ADORE it. So sweet and I just want to pet them right now but they're running around like crazy-weird things and I wish they'd just stop for a minute.

Weeping angels. YES. I had a friend who cared her little brother half to death by telling him not to blink when in DC (with all those statues around...). I wish I had a sibling to terrify, sometimes.

[photoclerk]

My little bro wouldn't be as scared as I am, and I do try to be good to him now that he's not quite such a little shit anymore. I'm the one with the overactive imagination. He doesn't even like books. ;_;
At least one of us can do math and remember street names...
<3
My cat seems to prefer to be all splayed out and drunk looking. <3 He's all poofy too so he looks like he's exploded sometimes. <333
WHERE ARE PICTURES OF YOUR KITTIES? I WANT THEM! *flail*

[incandescent]

It sounds like you compliment each other well. :)

I have no cat pictures now, but I WILL GET SOME! *determined*

[photoclerk]

How do you not have eight million cat pictures? Oh god. It's like... half my *life*. <3 YES GO GET SOME! GO GET SOME NOW!

Yeah, we do. <3 I love the little bro now that he's older, and we're developing a pretty decent relationship. It's nice.

[jibrailis]

oh no!

I hope you got lots and lots of porn for your poor ankle. (oops, almost typed porn ankle there).

[photoclerk]

...Eames worshiping Arthur's finely boned ankles could SO EASILY be a thing for me. >_>
OH OH
OR A VICTORIAN ERA FIC IN WHICH THERE IS CROSS DRESSING FOR FUN BECAUSE IT DRIVES EAMES WILD TO SEE ARTHUR ALL HIDDEN AWAY BEHIND LAYER AFTER LAYER OF FABRIC AND LACE AND THEN TO SLOWLY PEEL THE CLOTHING OFF HIM, KISSING AND LICKING EVERYWHERE HE CAN, *SLOWLY*.
MY BRAIN IS SO DEBAUCHED. SERIOUSLY.

[dybji]

A;SKDLFJASKDLF STOP COMING UP WITH THINGS LIKE THIS STOP

And Victorian porn, which really and truly is the most traumatizing hilarious genre I have ever come across in my life -

"The eldest might be, on my nearest guess, towards nineteen, a tall comely young man, in a white fustian frock, with a green velvet cape, and a cut bob-wig.

The youngest could not be above seventeen, fair, ruddy, compleatly well made, and to say the truth, a sweet pretty stripling: he was--I fancy, too, a country-lad, by his dress, which was a green plush frock and breeches of the same, white waistcoat and stockings, a jockey cap, with his yellowish brownish hair, long and loose, in natural curls. But after a look of circumspection, which I saw the eldest cast every way round the room, probably in too much hurry and heat not to overlook the very small opening I was posted at, especially at the height it was, whilst my eye close to it kept the light from shining through and betraying it, he said something to his companion and presently chang'd the face of

[photoclerk]

WHAT EVEN.
<3
YOU.
YOU MAKE MY DAY SUCK LESS.
<333