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themightyflynn
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[2012-08-14 04:57:33 +0000 UTC]
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# Statistics
Favourites: 985; Deviations: 83; Watchers: 72
Watching: 395; Pageviews: 14869; Comments Made: 500; Friends: 395
# About me
Ok, so I've been on here stalking various pages for quite a while now. Figured I should probably put some info on myself here...I write mostly fanfiction for Harry Potter. Some of the things I write are too kinky for the places I usually upload them and don't get many hits because of that, so I'll test it out here and see if I can get more reactions other than "ew!"
The stuff that I write that isn't fanfiction is very kinky. VERY kinky. Read at your own risk!
# Comments
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Thanks for the llama
I knew a llama once. At least I thought I knew him. I mean, how well can anyone really know anyone, much less a llama. With their air of mystery and thinly veiled contempt. Itβs hard. But I digress.
His name was Kevin. But for reasons I will never understand, he would only ever answer to Albert. Identity issues aside, things started out okay. The usual introductory sniffing and sneezing went well, despite his allergies, but then things started going downhill during the ritual licking phase of the pleasantries. We pushed through. And had it not been for the spitting, we might have even been able to make it work, but alas, after just 3 seconds of bittersweet brotherhood, we finally decided to part ways. Itβs kind of sad, when you think about it. Spitting seems like such an innocent thing to fight over, but he was pretty adamant that I should stop and that was just never going to happen. We might have overcome that issue, but Kevin, like all llamas, was very competitive. First came the stench competitions. Then it was belching contests. And lastly, a painstaking count to see which one was hairier. You can clearly see why our relationship was doomed. The poor fellow was a bit of a sore loser.
So he snuck out, taking with him a failed friendship, an obliviously optimistic dread of the future, and my sixth favorite toothbrush. Now that he is gone, I can honestly say, it's for the best. He was too much of a chick magnet anyway and who needs that drama?
Full disclaimer, as Kevinβs official biographer, a position of which he blackmailed me into (donβt ask), Iβve been instructed to inform you about his ongoing series. The journey starts here withΒ The Kevin Chronicles - Chapter 1, andΒ this galleryΒ contains the rest. You should check it out.
*End of cue card*
And don't worry, they're pretty short.
No pressure though, only if you want.
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Baby Groot thanks you for the llama
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Thank you for the fav again!
I'm glad you liked my pendant!
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You're welcome! It's gorgeous!
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Thank you for favouriting the Before The Rush picture
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You're very welcome!
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Thanks a lot for adding my Fairy sculputure / suncatcher to your favorites. The support means a lot! have a lovely day
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You're very welcome! It's gorgeous!
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