Fanservice: You're doing it right
First, via GeekFeminism, this is interesting.
So I have been useless for anything since yesterday afternoon, and will continue to be useless for anything through Friday. I was going to do errands today, but there is sexual content on the internet and clearly that takes priority. Fucking cyclical hormones.
So. The reaction top in me would like you all to know that To be Adorned by bexless is probably the hottest thing on the entire internet right now.
On a more-cerebral but still horny note, no_detective has a meta in which she explains the entire Adam Phenomenon Appeal far more articulately than I have ever managed, by way of noting the true-but-baffling fact that most highly sexualized pop culture performances are not, in fact, particularly sexual- but Adam's performances are, and it is that, not the glitter, that really makes the difference. (Well. Okay, that and the voice of a god.)
Everybody in the entire world has already seen this:
JFC. TOMMY.
(Look, if Adam were interested - ignore the hilarity of the hypothetical for a moment - I'd totally fuck him. He- or at least his presented persona- is sensual, uninhibited, attractive, confident, assertive, considerate, communicative... it's like the ideal recipe for "good in bed." So sure, absolutely. But TOMMY. FUCK. Tommy pushes my buttons. Look at that- the coy flirty look, the way he strains up on his toes to follow the kiss when Adam pulls away. He pushes every single one of my pretty, needy, skin-hungry, submissive boy buttons. Adam seems like a fantastic fuck. But I want to hold Tommy down and pull his hair and bite him and strap it on and fuck him bowlegged. Christ, Tommy.)
Nobody was willing to talk to me about Chris Colfer. Woe. No Glee crossover for me. Back to Tommy porn. Fucking hormones.
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So I have been useless for anything since yesterday afternoon, and will continue to be useless for anything through Friday. I was going to do errands today, but there is sexual content on the internet and clearly that takes priority. Fucking cyclical hormones.
So. The reaction top in me would like you all to know that To be Adorned by bexless is probably the hottest thing on the entire internet right now.
On a more-cerebral but still horny note, no_detective has a meta in which she explains the entire Adam Phenomenon Appeal far more articulately than I have ever managed, by way of noting the true-but-baffling fact that most highly sexualized pop culture performances are not, in fact, particularly sexual- but Adam's performances are, and it is that, not the glitter, that really makes the difference. (Well. Okay, that and the voice of a god.)
Everybody in the entire world has already seen this:
JFC. TOMMY.
(Look, if Adam were interested - ignore the hilarity of the hypothetical for a moment - I'd totally fuck him. He- or at least his presented persona- is sensual, uninhibited, attractive, confident, assertive, considerate, communicative... it's like the ideal recipe for "good in bed." So sure, absolutely. But TOMMY. FUCK. Tommy pushes my buttons. Look at that- the coy flirty look, the way he strains up on his toes to follow the kiss when Adam pulls away. He pushes every single one of my pretty, needy, skin-hungry, submissive boy buttons. Adam seems like a fantastic fuck. But I want to hold Tommy down and pull his hair and bite him and strap it on and fuck him bowlegged. Christ, Tommy.)
Nobody was willing to talk to me about Chris Colfer. Woe. No Glee crossover for me. Back to Tommy porn. Fucking hormones.
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