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In the olden days (like a few months ago), Biggie only really peed once a day and pooped once a day usually in the mornings. Then he got this bladder issue about the same time as I changed the litter. I thought he was just going to the litter box so frequently to play with the new litter but, turns out, bladder issue. Then we switched foods to fix that to a food he does not love. And, in a stroke of genius, I decided to cut back on his OCD medication (and the vet said ok, so dumb and dumber). So for about a week he was all over the place, in and out of the yarn bins, in and out of my lap, in and out of the litter box, running all over the place always and chewing on shit.

SOOOO back onto the daily OCD meds. And the anxiety calmed right down. But then yesterday, he barely moved. When he did, he was chipper, but he spent all day napping in his bed and only got up a couple of times briefly. And no pee. He ate ok and was alert when he did arouse but still.

This morning, he's his normal Biggie. A nice big pee that was not nearly as nearly looking as previous pees. And he ate and he begged for his treat and then he went back to finish his morning nap. We go back to the vet week after next for retest and I'll be a little less stressed then but still, it's Biggie, so there will always be something.

I was going to skip the pool this morning and I still might. I'm lazy and my skin needs a break.

I did not talk to a single soul yesterday and it was lovely. Tomorrow is volleyball and elbow coffee - lots of souls so I think today, I'll go out and puzzle some - ease my way back into people. But, mostly, I'll do my usual stuff right in my lovely little apartment.

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Dec. 26th, 2025 09:56 am
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When I opened the watercolour painting kit from my daughter yesterday I commented that I would need a table in the basement, to which she replied that that is a great idea. Later in the day (after we were back from Christmas with her in laws) I told her I was thinking of buying a cheap card table, which would be the perfect size for the space in the basement next to the piano. She told me that I didn't need to buy a table because I could have the small table in the girls' art room that Aria has been using, because there is also a bigger table in there with plenty of room for three, and immediately she brought me down to see if we could move the table then and there. We found that we would need to take the legs off the table (which she had had to do to get it into the room originally), and she went off to find a wrench. Some time passed because I guess she got caught up with doing other things upstairs, but eventually my son in law came down with tools, removed the legs, brought the table out, replaced the legs, and set the table up in the corner.

The best thing about this table is that it's sturdy enough for me to use it as a sewing table as well as a painting and puzzle table. I was worried that a card table wouldn't be strong enough for the sewing machine, so this is great. I won't be able to leave the sewing machine set up permanently, but it's not hard to get it out of its case and set it up on the table as necessary, rather than having to lug it upstairs to the dining table. I've also been able to dig out one of the power strips I brought from home and plug that in and pass the power cord along behind the piano to the table. (It's just long enough.)

Just One Thing (26 December 2025)

Dec. 26th, 2025 08:09 am
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It's challenge time!

Comment with Just One Thing you've accomplished in the last 24 hours or so. It doesn't have to be a hard thing, or even a thing that you think is particularly awesome. Just a thing that you did.

Feel free to share more than one thing if you're feeling particularly accomplished! Extra credit: find someone in the comments and give them props for what they achieved!

Nothing is too big, too small, too strange or too cryptic. And in case you'd rather do this in private, anonymous comments are screened. I will only unscreen if you ask me to.

Go!

Cruise Day -2: Christmas: San Diego

Dec. 25th, 2025 11:09 pm
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I had problems getting up this morning, but I think that I got up at 7:30 AM. Had another good breakfast. Great service—I was having problems cutting the pancakes, and a guy showed up with fresh pancakes for me and took the old ones.

Now I need to pack stuff up. Emailed my travel info to my dad. Suitcase packed. Backpack packed except for the stuff that goes in at the last minute (chargers). I’m going to lie down for a little while.

At the airport. Dropped my suitcase off to be checked. It was just under overweight, so I can’t buy anything.

I think that I might buy a meal on the flight. The timing would be right.

Made it to the gate, stopping twice. It was the farthest gate once again. No charger plugs. Or at least, they’re not working. Yay, found a charger that works. I got to the gate so early that they were using it for another flight.

The flight is overbooked. They asked for volunteers to take a later flight for a $1000 voucher. I went up to the podium, although I wasn’t sure how that would work with my checked luggage and the San Diego hotel. But enough people got there before me. I’m on the flight.

Had a large hamburger for dinner. And I slept the rest of the time. Airplane drowsiness strikes again!

In San Diego at the hotel. I want to get some stuff from Walgreens, but it just occurred to me that it’ll be closed. I thought that I ordered two bottles of soda, but just got one. Oh well. I need to order socks from CVS tomorrow.

Had a protein bar. I think that I’m going to go to sleep early because it’s later Chicago time. Not sure about tomorrow. Right now, the idea of going anywhere sounds awful. I’ll see.
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Fandom: Original Work, Christmas Tales & Traditions, Barbie
Pairings/Characters: OCs; a child & her faithful dolls.
Rating: General Audiences
Length: 612
Content Notes: No Content Warnings Apply
Creator Tags: Barbie Dolls, Christmas, Christmas Tree

Creator Links: (AO3) [archiveofourown.org profile] Rubynye; (Dreamwidth) [personal profile] minoanmiss; (Tumblr) [tumblr.com profile] rubynye

Theme: Amnesty, Female Relationships, Action/Adventure, Comfort Fic, Female Friendships, Folklore & Fairytales, Teams

Summary: All around her spread the magnificent brilliance of the shining tree, its decorations alight and glittering.

Author’s Notes: Merry Christmas to my dear friend Amaebi!

Reccer's Notes: A little girl’s Barbie dolls come to life to keep her company on Christmas Eve. The author maintains a keenly lived-in sense of scale; acting as a team in the fashion of the Madagascar Penguins, the dolls scale the California redwood heights and marvel in the celestial lighting of the Christmas tree (while remaining vigilant against the approach of the Parents—or, worse, the Kitty!)

A nostalgic snapshot of the fierce Velveteen Rabbit Reality of our imaginary friends.

Fanwork Links: How to View a Christmas Tree, by [archiveofourown.org profile] Rubynye for [personal profile] amaebi.
Part 18 of How To Indulge Your Writerly Soul.

Merry Christmas

Dec. 25th, 2025 11:36 pm
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It was a better one than I was imagining. The people I didn't want to be there didn't come. Whoo hoo.

We had dinner at mom's. We got fried chicken from the store (they do a nice chicken) a few days ago. My cousins made stuffed shells. Yum. And of course, cookies, so many cookies

Mostly we drank (booze helps) played games (I won trivia and the gambling ones) and they finally left like quarter to Midnight.

And literally that was the whole day so I'll leave you with this, happy holidays, if you celebrate, and if not, hope you had a great day. And also enjoy my pictures of Gallipolis in Lights. They're pretty

All the pretty sparkling lights )
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Fandom: Chen Qing Ling; A Christmas Carol
Pairings/Characters: Meng Yao | Jin Guangyao, Jin Guangshan, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Wen Ruohan, Background & Cameo Characters
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Length: 7,500
Content Notes: No Archive Warnings Apply, (although Jin Guangshan is his own content warning.)
Creator Tags: Minor Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Inspired by A Christmas Carol, Crack, Christmas Crack, Breaking the Fourth Wall, Jin Guangyao is gonna soften his dad's heart if it kills him, Jiang Cheng wasn't even supposed to be here today, Lan Wangji is only here for the snacks, (Wei Ying is the snack), Daddy Issues: The Play, It's WangXian but that's not the focus here

Creator Links: (AO3) [archiveofourown.org profile] Mikkeneko; (Tumblr) [tumblr.com profile] mikkeneko

Theme: Amnesty, Uncommon Settings, Crack, Crossovers/Fusions, Humor, Research, Trope Subversion & Inversion

Summary: It's Christmas Eve in the Jianghu, and Jin Guangyao is determined to show his father the meaning of charity and generosity and the brotherhood of man if it kills him.

(It will.)


Author’s Notes: You know, throughout this fandom I've seen fans extend grace towards all sorts of morally grey characters. There are Xue Yang stans, Su She truthers, Wen Ruohan fuckers and Meng Yao apologists, I've even seen Jin Zixun have something like a redemption arc! But the one thing I've never, ever seen is a redemption story for Jin Guangshan.

This fic isn't one either.

… Thanks for reading! I'm so sorry.

I referenced this copy of Charles Dickens' ACC while writing this fic. How come nobody told me Dickens was such a fuckin' comedian? The adaptations only ever quote the dramatic lines.


Reccer's Notes: This is one of the most meticulous, erudite, and considered pieces of crack I’ve ever read; the characters themselves are constantly lampshading the incompatibility of the crossover. Mikkeneko manages, somehow, to keep everyone in character while shoehorned into the Christmas Carol roles and to transpose this Christian morality play into the context of a Xianxia China unbothered by missionaries—demonstrating a thorough understanding of both the canons she’s Frankenstitched together. There’s a smidgen of Shakespeare in there too; the Christmas Carol scenario is a stage play, presented by Jin Guangyao in a Hamletesque ploy to lay a ruler’s sins bare.

Fanwork Links: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35699251
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Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairings/Characters: F/M; Emily Prentiss/Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner/Jennifer "JJ" Jareau; Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, Jennifer "JJ" Jareau, Henry LaMontagne, Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid
Rating: Teen and Up
Length: 50,833
Content Notes: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, bittersweet ending, canon-typical violence, colorism, period-characteristic prevalence of smoking, period-characteristic attitudes toward mental illness, PTSD, war-typical gore
Creator Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Everybody's Looking Sharp, Get Some Benny Goodman on the Radio, Originally Posted on FanFiction.Net, Author is a Research Nerd, And Not Ashamed of It Either, Period-Typical Homophobia, Period-Typical Racism, Period-Typical Sexism, Alternate Universe - 1940s
Creator Links: (AO3) [archiveofourown.org profile] mosylu, (Dreamwidth) [personal profile] mosylu, (FF.net) [fanfiction.net profile] mosylu, (Tumblr) [tumblr.com profile] mosylufanfic

Theme: Amnesty, Mystery & Suspense, Uncommon Settings, Casefic, Characters of Color, FANCAKE IS FIFTEEN, Fandom Classics, Historical AUs, Research, Women Being Awesome

Summary: Historical AU. In 1947 New York, a motley group of strangers are about to come face-to-face with the idea that you can catch a criminal from within his own mind.

Author’s Notes: Honestly, this came about because of Garcia's hair. Yes, Garcia's hair. Follow me here. There was an episode where she was wearing it in this marvelous retro-40's do, and I started picturing how she'd look in a whole 40's ensemble. And then I started picturing the entire cast in 40's styles. (Boy howdy, would it suit Reid, and Morgan would rock a fedora like nobody's business.) Then I started thinking about how different their lives would have been sixty years ago, and then the social and cultural upheaval of an entire nation coming back from WWII, and . . . well . . . enjoy.

Historical Note: Shell shock was the World War I term, and battle fatigue the WWII term, for what we now call PTSD.


Reccer's Notes: A post-WWII noir mystery AU in which an oddly assorted bunch of cops, academics, veterans, and civilians, coordinated by their friendly neighborhood reference librarian and gossip networker, band together to solve some violent local crimes—and proceed to pioneer criminal profiling in the process.

(When this fic debuted in October 2010, the mystery of Reid’s chronic migraines was an ongoing canon subplot; this setting provides a ruthlessly plausible explanation. That’s all I’m going to say.)

Fanwork Links:
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/3161369
Fanfiction.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6391786/1/War-Crimes

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Dec. 25th, 2025 05:57 pm
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We (those of us who are parents) had a nice slow start to the day (the girls got up at about 5 and opened their stockings) but then they went back to their rooms and did quiet things for a while. Most of the adults were in the kitchen/living room by about 8 am, but I suspect that the girls had been playing with Uncle J for a while before that.

Eventually, urged on by impatient girls, we started opening gifts, and not long after that we set off to my son in law's mother's (grammy's) place to spend the afternoon. The main course of lunch was at about 1:30 pm followed by dessert at about 4 pm, with gift opening in between. I received a small water colour painting set from my eldest daughter and two jigsaw puzzles from my youngest daughter. My middle daughter normally sends something that arrives after Christmas.

Because there were 8 of us with the two extras, we took two cars. My daughter and I went in my car and everybody else went in the 7-seater minivan. When we were half way home I suddenly realised I had left my small backpack behind (stashed in an out of the way corner) so we had to go back. Luckily grammy only lives about twelve miles away, so going back didn't take too long.

Now we're home and everything is remarkably quiet. Aria is here in the basement with me playing with a spinning "chair" she was given by her Uncle P (her father's brother). It's a sort of fish-shaped low dish which spins on its base and she is lying on the floor next to it, spinning it, having already spent a lot of time sitting or lying on it and spinning. Violet and Eden are, I think, upstairs with Uncle J. My son in law has taken L to catch her train back to New York because she has to go to work tomorrow.

Tomorrow we're going to my son in law's sister's place which is three times as far away as grammy's, so I will make extra sure I don't forget my backpack when we're leaving there.
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Posted by John Scalzi

Is there a day in your life that you would want to live over and over again? I can think of one or two perfect days I’ve had, and at least initially I might be okay stuck in them in an eternal loop. But eventually, even a perfect day would get monotonous, and there’s the fact that the reason it was a perfect day was because you didn’t know it was going to be perfect when you woke up that morning. Knowing would take the shine off it. Also, you wouldn’t be able to replicate that day perfectly, over and over and over.

Like smelling a rose forever, eventually you would become immune to the charms of the day. You would get a repetitive strain injury of the soul, and eventually, that perfect day, eternally on repeat, might be a working definition of Hell.

Phil Connors (Bill Murray) is not having a perfect day in this film. A Pittsburgh weatherman, he’s slated to go to Punxsutawney, north of Pittsburgh, to take part in the town’s annual Groundhog Day celebration, a day where (for those you who have just beamed onto the planet), a large rodent forecasts how long winter will continue depending on whether he can see his shadow or not. Phil loathes Groundhog Day because despite his professionally genial nature, he’s a misanthrope and finds people and their quaint little traditions annoying. But it’s his job, so he heads up to Punxsutawney with his cameraman Larry (Chris Elliot) and his new producer Rita (Andi McDowell), and does a perfunctory and slightly nasty stand-up.

Then weather happens and the three of them are trapped in Punxsutawney, one of them more than the others. Phil wakes up and it’s Groundhog Day again. The day repeats, he’s weirded out, and then it happens again, and again, and again.

Why is it happening? We never get an explanation (rumor is Columbia Pictures demanded an explanation and the filmmakers made one up to make the studio happy, and then intentionally never got around to shooting it). Why is it happening to Phil? Mostly, because the jerk needs it. Many of us take years and years to deal with our shit and come out the other side a better person. Phil needs only one day, it’s just that this one day is going go on forever until he gets it right.

In this, Groundhog Day feels like A Christmas Carol turned on its head. Ol’ Ebenezer Scrooge needed the intercession of three ghosts and one night to realign his worldview; Phil Connors gets no ghosts but eternal recurrence to sort himself out. Given the choice I think I’d rather have the single night; it feels more efficient that way. But I suppose not everyone can do it all in a single night, and Phil doesn’t seem like the kind to take a hint with a single whack to the skull. He’s going to have to get whacked, again and again and again and again.

Which is fine, because it’s fun to watch Phil play the changes: first panic, then glee, then methodical trickery, then despair, and then… well, you’ll see (or have seen, this film is universally acknowledged to be one of the great film comedies of all time). At one point someone asks Phil, who seems to know everything because he’s well into the middle of his eternal loop, how he can know so much. Phil says, “Well, there is no way. I’m not that smart.” And you know what, he’s right. He’s in this loop because he’s just not that smart. He can’t learn his way out of this conundrum; he has to experience his way out of it, if he is going to get out of it at all. This isn’t a criticism of Phil, per se. I’m probably not that smart, either, and probably neither are you. If Phil could be taught to be a better and more decent human, he probably wouldn’t have been a candidate to be in that loop at all.

(This does bring up the question of why the universe or whomever thinks Phil, of all the pinched, unhappy people out there, merits a loop to sort out his issues. This is also left unanswered, and maybe there is no answer. The universe is weird and capricious, and if you or I or anyone could really understand it, we’d probably try to find a way out of it. As ee cummings once said, “Listen: there’s a hell of a good universe next door; let’s go”)

Groundhog Day is a tale of existential horror played for laughs, which is one of the reasons I think it resonates for so many people. It’s an easy way to approach the concept of how hard it is to turn ourselves around when we only have a single life to do it in. There are a lot of different theories about how long it is that Phil is stuck in his loop, ranging from ten years to 10,000. There’s only one correct answer: He’s in it for however long it takes to fix himself. There’s no escape before then.

The rest of us are not so lucky, or unlucky, depending on your perspective. We have to live with our mistakes and screw-ups and disappointments; there are no do-overs, only occasional second chances. I don’t want to be stuck in a time loop for years or decades or centuries, but hurtling heedlessly through time with no brakes or track-backs also seems not a great way to run a universe, at least for the humans in it.

Another reason the film resonates so much is that Bill Murray is the perfect person to play Phil Connors. Like his character, Murray’s a funny and acerbic fella who is also, if the various stories about him on set and in his personal life are close to true, fully capable of being a real asshole. There’s a “biting on tin foil” edge to Murray that makes it easy for him to sell Phil as a person who doesn’t much like people, or himself, and it’s a toss-up on any given day which he likes less.

The production of this film had Murray butting heads with director Harold Ramis to such an extent that the formerly close friends had a falling out that lasted nearly until Ramis’ death in 2014. Apparently Murray wanted the film to be more philosophical; Ramis, who was the one who had to deliver a hit to Columbia Studios, needed it to be more comedic. In the end, they both got their way, so I think it’s a shame this was the film they fell out over.

In the end, though, who else could have been Phil Connors? Of all the actors in Hollywood at the time, I can only think of one on a similar tier of fame who could have pulled it off: Tom Hanks, who despite his current reputation as “America’s Dad” was capable of some real acidity and anger back in the day (see the movie Punchline for a Tom Hanks character who is basically a talented asshole). But even Hanks would have been second best here; Hanks doesn’t teeter on the edge of being unlikeable as well or as long as Murray. Murray makes you believe in Phil’s redemption arc.

Early in the film, when he had only recurred a few times, Phil remembers a day where he was in the Virgin Islands, met a girl, with whom he drank pina coladas and got busy, and wonders why he couldn’t be repeating that day. As you might imagine from my first paragraph, when it all came down to it, I don’t think he would eventually like recurring on that day any more than on Groundhog Day. Eventually the pleasure of it would stale and he would end up the same place (metaphysically) as he was in Punxsutawney.

That’s because, as the noted philosopher Buckaroo Banzai once said, no matter where you go, there you are. The problem was not Punxsutawney, or Groundhog Day, and never was. The problem was always Phil, just as the problem would be, inevitably, any of the rest of us in the same situation. Phil gets as much time as he needs to solve himself. Groundhog Day reminds us, however, that we just have the time we’ve got, and we better get to it.

— JS

Happy Thursday!

Dec. 25th, 2025 03:06 am
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Happy Thursday to all who celebrate! I hope any holidays currently or recently celebrated have been good to you. While I still have a couple of local exchanges to do, and a box to mail, the bulk of Xmas is already behind me and I am very ready for that. I have received many lovely things already, both in person and via secret santas and other internet-based things.

As the bulk of Xmas is behind me, I'm spending the day watching Gundam Wing and working on HG Calibarn. It is a strange kit, and since I'm unfamiliar with the source material, I am getting fun little surprises.

The weather is set to change overnight, which I think is contributing to both a headache and my general lethargy. This week, and I think I mean starting from last Friday, has just been brutal and busy and I am exhausted. I also have the faintest scratch in my throat so I've likely picked up a bit of crud from somewhere. Also not surprising.

Hopefully I am a little more lively tonight and can do some needed pickup and chores.

A lovely Christmas morning

Dec. 25th, 2025 07:46 am
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I'm sitting here at my table looking out across the trees (I'm on a hill). It's darker than usual today, not light enough yet to see if it's clouds causing the dark but I suspect it is. Thank you, clouds. I love these dark mornings so much. The other night the little chirpy weather girl (still many years away from being a woman) said that this was the longest day of the year and soon we'd have 18 hours of daylight. Shut Up, Bitch. I know she's not wrong but does she have to throw it in my face???

Oh turns out to be clouds and fog. A double gift.

The cats got up before I did and were quite interested in breakfast, ate a bunch of it, and are now back in their closet fast asleep.

I think I'm going to suit up and go for a swim and then come home and enjoy the rest of the day. I have plenty to keep me amused. I have food aplenty. No need for any peopling. A very lovely Christmas.

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MGS: Rat in a Foxhole by thelonebamf

Dec. 25th, 2025 09:23 pm
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Fandom: Metal Gear Solid
Pairings/Characters: Snake/Otacon
Rating: G
Length: 13,779 (1:33:04)
Creator Links: [archiveofourown.org profile] thelonebamf
Theme: Amnesty, Ambiguous Relationships, Angst (With A Happy Ending), Hurt/Comfort, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Trauma & Recovery, Pre-Canon

Summary: Snake returns from Operation N313, lauded a hero and finds the latest shipment of Foxhound recruits already at the camp. Still struggling to sort out his thoughts about the mission, he finds his attention drawn to one rookie in particular, a scrawny, unassuming runt who can't seem to stay out of trouble.

Reccer's Notes: This just works so damn well as an alternate first meeting for these two! It's such a dismal, pessimistic setting - as expected with this canon - but the way these two forge a connection, finding some degree of comfort and caring and hope - makes me really emotional! And I love the use of the book, as well! (Also somehow even though I always knew the Hal connection to 2001: A Space Odyssey I never noticed how Dave fits in to it, too?! 🤦)

Fanwork Links: Rat in a Foxhole [podfic], Rat in a Foxhole
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Fandom: The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System
Pairings/Characters: Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu
Rating: T
Length: 4,491
Creator Links: [profile] boomchick
Theme: Amnesty, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Magic, Mythical Creatures: Demons, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Spells & Curses, Trauma and Recovery

Summary: Luo Binghe's healing powers falter in the shape of the wounds Xiu Ya once gave him. He does the only logical thing--HIDES IT.
Shen Qingqiu knows something is wrong with his husband, but finding out what is going to hurt...

A sweet little post-canon fic about healing, plotted with and illustrated by the incredible Falcities for the SVSSS Gotcha for Gaza

Reccer's Notes: This is such a sweet, thoughtful fic! Binghe always tries so hard to be strong, and never really quite escapes the trauma reaction that he doesn't deserve help or that suffering is just something to be endured. In this post-canon fic, his husband gets the opportunity to tell him otherwise and show him just how much he loves all parts of him, including the demonic parts!

It also has quite possibly my favourite (and very appropriate to the themes!) no beta tag ever: No beta but we live regardless

Fanwork Links: blood, leave no stain

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