(no subject)
So I'm sort of watching Fantastic Four - Rise of the Silver Surfer... well, since as we all know it's not the most amazing movie that ever was, or that it could have been, I'm mostly entertaining myself with bits and pieces of it...
Mostly I'm entertaining thoughts of The Thing/Johnny Storm smut... of the smuttiest sort.
Gee, I really never liked Chris Evans before he became Captain America, but ever since I can't look at him without dirtyfilthywrong imagery appearing all around him. Or fluffy if I'm in my virgin!Cap that only ever belongs with Bucky mode.
I want such bad things done to him it's embarrassing.
I do need porn.
*sigh*
As I'm on that topic... I recently said something like that commentporn has lost its appeal for me because there were no people from my camp there anymore. Now it got to me that there are no people from my camp anywhere at all! ... in truth there isn't really a camp anymore to speak of in the first place
I won't cry... all this talk and the random articles and unfounded rumours lately are killing me... we had ouzo after lunch, and I had some later, because the painkillers for my leg are so not working... ouzo always gives me a headache. Oh, I won't cry that the illusion of my football fandom world is falling apart... I'm just scratching my skin on the blunt edges. Oh God, I'm so emo, someone kill me.
I'm gonna hurt Johnny. ... but I really need something smutty to read first...