Good move.

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Since I didn't already have enough to be doing, I went and made myself a mood set. On one hand, I feel rather acomplished, but then on the other hand I feel like smacking myself in the head for wasting that much time when I probably should be working. Blah.

I'm also meant to be writing now...which I swear I am pondering doing! *ponders* And I want to update Foxglove.... *ponders more*

I had a rather good day. Spend a portion of it wrestling my sixteen year old brother to the ground. He bites! Which I personally don't think if very manly of him. Biter. But I did manage to win. I can't remember why we were fighting, but I'm sure it was an important reason. Or it could just be cause he's a stupid, annoying, disrespectful brat. Very likely. My arm hurts. He decided his best tactic was the punch my arm until I let go.

I didn't let go.

Bwa ha! That'll teach him! Something.

And, oh god, I've rediscovered Ebay. This is not good. There's a reason I placed that self imposed ban on myself. Waaa.

Now, if you'll excuse me. I must go finish my lovely chat with dear Lestat. The prat.

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DIE! DIE! YOU BASTARD DIE!

And Sena, that was a really MEAN pairing. I pout in your general direction.

Broken Love

Bri finished packing. Ever since Marie, her own true love, had been lost at sea, Bri had been painful.

There was nothing left for her anymore, nothing spanked her, all was feirce. So today, Valentine's Day, she was going in the bath to become a silent hairbrush.

Just then, there was a cold knock at the door. Bri opened it and stood there cheerfully for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising her toe.

When Bri came to, Marie was holding her nose and looking friendly. "My love," Marie said sadly, "I'm sorry for the horrific shock. I've been shipwrecked on a hard island for the last ten years, living like a butterfly flapping it's wings and making things bung. I was only rescued last week." She paused. "I lost my lip in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Bri could hardly believe her Marie had returned. "I will always love you, lip or no lip. Besides, you can cover it up with a razor."

They embraced uncomfortably and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was dark.

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But- but- The "This is completely illegal" line! And squashing his nipple! *giggle*

get a load of this one...


The Battle For The Hoop

On a shoe, Lily slipped her hoop. She had been busy with the hoop for hours and now wanted nothing more than a black cuddle or a disliked massage from her lover Snape.

She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her wobbly Snape appeared at the door, grinning happily.

"Put down the hoop," Snape said slimily. "Unless you want me to slip that hoop on your ear."

Lily put down the hoop. She was crooked. She had never seen Snape so greasy before and it made her billowing.

Snape picked up the hoop, then withdrew a peg from his penis. "Don't be so crooked," Snape said with a greasy grimace. "A snake bit my nose this morning, and everything became tall. Now with this hoop and this peg I can slimily rule the world!"

Lily clutched her flappy nose jerkily. This was her lover, her wobbly Snape, now staring at her with a greasy penis.

"Fight it!" Lily shouted. "The snake just wants the hoop for his own wobbly devices! He doesn't love you, not the black way I do!"

Lily could see Snape trembling jerkily. Lily reached out her ear and touched Snape's penis slimily. She was wobbly, so wobbly, but she knew only her flappy love for Snape would break the snake's spell.

Sure enough, Snape dropped the hoop with a thunk. "Oh, Lily," he squealed. "I'm so black, can you ever forgive me?"

But Lily had already moved on a shoe. Like a giant foot that squashes you with an amusing fart noise, she pressed her ear into Snape's penis. And as they fell together in a tall fit of love, the hoop lay on the floor, billowing and forgotten.

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Teeheee!

A Switch In Time

On a tall and silent morning, Circe sat in their treehouse. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her chest ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Salazar to love someone with a sleek thigh?

Meanly, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a round curly broom, all on a summer's day. I wish my Salazar would bang me, in his own transparent way..."

"Do you?" Salazar sat down beside Circe and put his hand on Circe's neck. "I think that could be arranged."

Circe gasped broodingly. "But what about my sleek thigh?"

"I like it," Salazar said perspicatiously. "I think it's squishy."

They came together and their kiss was like gentle rain falling from a dark sky, or perhaps more like stars raining down on them.

"I love you," Circe said gayly.

"I love you too," Salazar replied and banged her.

They bought a first year, moved in together, and lived sarcastically ever after.

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Oh I just bet they did!

 
A Hoop In Time

On a disliked and crooked morning, Lily sat on a shoe. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her ear ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Snape to love someone with a wobbly nose?

Jerkily, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a tall evil drawer, all on a summer's day. I wish my Snape would slip me, in his own black way..."

"Do you?" Snape sat down beside Lily and put his hand on Lily's penis. "I think that could be arranged."

Lily gasped slimily. "But what about my wobbly nose?"

"I like it," Snape said happily. "I think it's billowing."

They came together and their kiss was like a giant foot that squashes you with an amusing fart noise.

"I love you," Lily said erotically.

"I love you too," Snape replied and slipped her.

They bought a snake, moved in together, and lived nakedly ever after.

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A Christmas Tree In Time

On a waxed and tasty morning, Circe, Sena and Raen sat in Rivendell. It was Valentine's Day and they was all alone. Their tongues ached in sorrow for the secret love that they could never share. How could they expect Elrond to love someone with a skilled ankle?

Intelligently, they began to recite a poem they had composed. "Ah, my love is like a muscled shiny donkey, all on a summer's day. I wish my Elrond would glomp me, in his own brazen way..."

"Do you?" Elrond sat down beside Circe, Sena and Raen and put his hand on Circe, Sena and Raen's groin. "I think that could be arranged."

Circe, Sena and Raen gasped girlishly. "But what about my skilled ankle?"

"I like it," Elrond said manly. "I think it's oooh soooo tasty."

They came together and their kiss was as if they had been blown out of the stratosphere.

"I love you," Circe, Sena and Raen said purply.

"I love you too," Elrond replied and glomped her.

They bought a hobbit, moved in together, and lived insanely ever after.

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That's one skilled elf.


The Battle For The Letter Box

On a building, Spiderman webbed his letter box. He had been busy with the letter box for hours and now wanted nothing more than a sparkly cuddle or a super massage from his lover Wolverine.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his jumpy Wolverine appeared at the door, grinning flatly.

"Put down the letter box," Wolverine said gravely. "Unless you want me to web that letter box on your crotch."

Spiderman put down the letter box. He was gritty. He had never seen Wolverine so pretty before and it made him bloody.

Wolverine picked up the letter box, then withdrew a claw from his wrists. "Don't be so gritty," Wolverine said with a pretty grimace. "A kitty-cat bit my knuckles this morning, and everything became brightly-coloured. Now with this letter box and this claw I can gravely rule the world!"

Spiderman clutched his crime-fighting knuckles funnily. This was his lover, his jumpy Wolverine, now staring at him with a pretty wrists.

"Fight it!" Spiderman shouted. "The kitty-cat just wants the letter box for his own jumpy devices! He doesn't love you, not the sparkly way I do!"

Spiderman could see Wolverine trembling funnily. Spiderman reached out his crotch and touched Wolverine's wrists gravely. He was jumpy, so jumpy, but he knew only his crime-fighting love for Wolverine would break the kitty-cat's spell.

Sure enough, Wolverine dropped the letter box with a thunk. "Oh, Spiderman," he squealed. "I'm so sparkly, can you ever forgive me?"

But Spiderman had already moved on a building. Like a caped crusader who really just wanted to blob out with pizza and a beer, he pressed his crotch into Wolverine's wrists. And as they fell together in a brightly-coloured fit of love, the letter box lay on the floor, bloody and forgotten.
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"Put down the letter box," Wolverine said gravely. "Unless you want me to web that letter box on your crotch."


PUT IR DOWN SPIDERMAN! FOR THE LOVE OF YOUR CROTCH PUT IT DOWN!

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A Pointy Occurrence

Eris paced up and down, jiggling her nipple. Her very good friend, Mary Sue Bri, had arranged to meet her here everywhere!. "I have something happily to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Bri was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Eris expected to see her bounce up, her phallic hair streaming behind her and her long eyes aglow.

Eris heard footsteps, but they seemed rather hot for a delicate and bouncy girl like Mary Sue Bri, whose tread was rampant. She turned around and found Isobel staring at her.

"What are you doing here?" Isobel said lustfully. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Eris had said that, but now she was beginning to wish she hadn't acted so thoughtfully. "Mary Sue Bri asked to meet me here." As she gazed at Isobel, her elbow began to throb dorky.

"Oh," Isobel said, horny. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Eris said and caught Isobel by her boob. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Isobel said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like lots of things all happening at once and you don't know who to lick first.

From behind a Luthe, Mary Sue Bri watched with an erect light in her tasty eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Eris/Isobel". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the werewolf called Remus from extinction.

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*laughs*

and put his hand on Circe, Sena and Raen's groin. our collective groin amuses me no end

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As it should.

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And also...

Oooh Soooo Tasty Love

Circe, Sena and Raen finished packing. Ever since Elrond, her own true love, had been lost at sea, Circe, Sena and Raen had been perfect.

There was nothing left for her anymore, nothing glomped her, all was tasty. So today, Valentine's Day, she was going in Rivendell to become a skilled wall.

Just then, there was a precious knock at the door. Circe, Sena and Raen opened it and stood there intelligently for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising her tongue.

When Circe, Sena and Raen came to, Elrond was holding her ankle and looking waxed. "My love," Elrond said insanely, "I'm sorry for the shiny shock. I've been shipwrecked on a muscled island for the last ten years, living as if they had been blown out of the stratosphere. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my groin in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Circe, Sena and Raen could hardly believe her Elrond had returned. "I will always love you, groin or no groin. Besides, you can cover it up with a donkey."

They embraced manly and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was brazen.

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Ah! No groin! My side! Ow! *falls down*

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He's not such a skilled elf anymore, is he?

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DUN DUN DUN!!

The Battle For The Luthe

Everywhere, Eris eaten her Luthe. She had been busy with her Luthe for hours and now wanted nothing more than a hot cuddle or a bouncy massage from her lover Isobel.

She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her pointy Isobel appeared at the door, grinning thoughtfully.

"Put down the Luthe," Isobel said dorky. "Unless you want me to eat that Luthe off your elbow."

Eris put down the Luthe. She was erect. She had never seen Isobel so long before and it made her happy.

Isobel picked up the Luthe, then withdrew a Diantha from her nipple. "Don't be so erect," Isobel said with a long grimace. "A werewolf called Remus bit my boob this morning, and everything became rampant. Now with this Luthe and this Diantha I can dorky rule the world!"

Eris clutched her phallic boob bouncy. This was her lover, her pointy Isobel, now staring at her with a long nipple.

"Fight it!" Eris shouted. "The werewolf called Remus just wants Luthe for his own pointy devices! He doesn't love you, not the hot way I do!"

Eris could see Isobel trembling bouncily. Eris reached out her elbow and touched Isobel's nipple dorkily. She was pointy, so pointy, but she knew only her phallic love for Isobel would break the werewolf called Remus's spell.

Sure enough, Isobel dropped the Luthe with a thunk. "Oh, Eris," she squealed. "I'm so hot, can you ever forgive me?"

But Eris had already moved everywhere!. Like lots of things all happening at once and you don't know who to lick first, she pressed her elbow into Isobel's nipple. And as they fell together in a rampant fit of love, the Luthe lay on the floor, happily and forgotten.

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Aaaah, Remus. Gotta luv him.

A Spinny Occurrence

Wolverine paced up and down, jiggling his erection. His very good friend, Mary Sue Tree, had arranged to meet him here in a house. "I have something flaccid to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Tree was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Wolverine expected to see her bounce up, her metal hair streaming behind her and her paper-like eyes aglow.

Wolverine heard footsteps, but they seemed rather shitty for a delicate and crappy girl like Mary Sue Tree, whose tread was pissed. He turned around and found Electra staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" Electra said winningly. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Wolverine had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so nicely. "Mary Sue Tree asked to meet me here." As he gazed at Electra, his arm began to throb girlishly.

"Oh," Electra said, joyously. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Wolverine said and caught Electra by her boob. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Electra said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a visual POW!! sound effect.

From behind a ball, Mary Sue Tree watched with a dead light in her fucked eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Wolverine/Electra". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the dinosaur from extinction.

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I think she'll find she's a little bit late (even though it's not like her) to save any dinosaurs.

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*snort!*

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sat down beside Lily and put his hand on Lily's penis.

???

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Is there something she's not telling us??

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OTP!

"Ah, my love is like a round curly broom, all on a summer's day. I wish my Salazar would bang me, in his own transparent way..."

BWAHAHAHAHA!!!

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...

I dissaprove of your chosen adjectives.

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*giggle*

Aaaaw, you mean greasy and slimily?

It only hurts cos its true.

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waaa!!

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*smirk*

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living like a butterfly flapping it's wings and making things bung.

*snort*