don't struggle like that or i will only love you more...

[walksbyherself]

It's official. Work is going to be goddamn insane until December 15. Expect frothing at the mouth, nervous tics, and caffeine overdoses. 30 Seconds to Mars' new album next week is going to be my 'halfway mark' present to myself. Until then, I need smaller benchmarks.

Yoinked from ceitfianna:

Give me a pairing and a word/color/lyric/location/kink or cliche and I will write you at least 100 words of smut. You heard me.

Because nothing cures your ills like porn.