In which my ovaries melt

[kylezy]

Via rodneyscat and their set report here.

Colin Morgan + horse = my fucking eternal devotion or some shit.

Both horses are dead bored but when Colin's nudges him, all he has to do is give it a scratch and s/he's like putty in his hands. Which only further proves Colin has magical fingers. Quick, someone write a fic where Bradley is upset or pissed off and Colin soothes him by petting.

Comments

[kylezy.livejournal.com]

They could totally be indie whiners, if you use your imagination! In my mind was Bradley the girl.

Tinting the windows today bb, tinting them today.

[kylezy.livejournal.com]

It works, I'm telling you!

Ohhh, you're thinking three steps ahead, I like it! Oh COURSE we need soundproofing to silence the screams. Of pleasure, that is. Screams of pleasure.

[kylezy.livejournal.com]

WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WE HAVE TO KIDNAP COLIN FIRST AS BAIT. THAT'S THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN CATCH A BRADLEY, YOU KNOW. HE'S LIKE ONE OF THOSE POKEMON THAT YOU COULD ONLY CATCH IN THE SAFARI ZONE. WE'LL DANGLE A COLIN FRONT OF HIM AND THEN WE TACKLE HIM FROM BEHIND.

[kylezy.livejournal.com]

STEP 1 KIDNAP, STEP 2 SEX, STEP 3 PROFIT???

[kylezy.livejournal.com]

GODDAMMIT YOU'RE RIGHT, WHERE IS MY HEAD, HONESTLY.