Okay, this blog is like 40% comic stuff at the moment, then probably 25% Hannibal, 15% Teen Wolf, 10% me swearing about handsome faces, and an assorted 10% of SPN, randoms, music, and bits of my life no one cares about. Uh, yeah, it really doesn't make sense but whate'er. Be prepared for these numbers to skew wildly as I encounter different things.
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– and bringing with him the smell of rum-based cocktails and smugness mingled with that manufactured but unfortunately effective waft of 51st-century pheromones. Ianto also resented John’s ability to smell like sex all the fucking time.
— Team B: High Seas by apiphile
