[ SECRET POST #3227 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3227 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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[Mary McDonnell, Battlestar Galactica, Major Crimes]


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03.
[Deadly Premonition]


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04.
[The Walking Dead, Glenn Rhee]


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05.
[Bill Skarsgård]


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08. http://i.imgur.com/LAq54d4.jpg
[link for random penis]









Notes:

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Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
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Comments

Re: Embarrassing thoughts/confessions

[(Anonymous)]

I think about my OTP constantly, all day long right up until I go to bed, no matter what I'm doing. There have been a couple times when I've been doing something with someone and I couldn't wait to get home so I could fantasize some more in peace.

Re: Embarrassing thoughts/confessions

[(Anonymous)]

I'm the same way. I have a hugely long commute (by bus) for work, but I adore it because it's such a nice, long, uninterrupted span of time to just zone out to good music and think endlessly about my OTP.

Re: Embarrassing thoughts/confessions

[kallanda_lee]

I do this too sometimes, butI must concede it's because I'm not so happy with my own reality right now.

Re: Embarrassing thoughts/confessions

[(Anonymous)]

I did this with my last OTP. They were the only pairing I shipped for five years, and I was pretty much madly in love with them for most of that time (if you accept the premise that what one feels for one's OTP is/can be love).

For five years straight they were in my head all the time. I'd think about them doing just about anything (together or by themselves): grocery shopping, doing laundry, taking a ferry boat, awkwardly ignoring the mistletoe at a staff Christmas party, really just about any scenario that made even the slightest bit of sense. There was almost an imaginary friend quality to them, in a way. Not that I was deluded about them; I knew they were fictional and only concepts in my head. But they were always there, and I always loved that they were there.

Eventually I moved on to a new OTP, but I've never quite gotten to that madly, incandescently in love place I was at with my last OTP. I miss having them in my head all the time.