What is tragedy?
I want everyone around me dead
I want their interrogative eyes
to be plucked and mashed
their cruel hand, battered down
their lying tongues, beforked and friedMeat by meat
let vultures eat
these flesh of lies
these tyrant spies
I want them dead, I want them deadAnd yet they walk
do ‘artist’ talk
my stomach churns
I could vomit all over their canvases.The Gestapos!
I want you dead.
Don’t you dare touch my flesh
your ‘love’ you may
pour into another hole
the acid of it
has corroded my soul.
- bhushita
Slowly licking through the crevices of your wet cunt, seeing your thighs tremble and your face contort- I love having this sort of control, knowing that you rely on me to either give you the best orgasm of your life, or draw back and watch you shake against the restraints tying you back.
i adore how each part of your body reacts differently to each type of touch. i love the shuddering, the violent flinching, the subtle trembling that i can cause simply by increasing and decreasing the pressure of my fingertips. you really do belong to me, don’t you?
i must atone for my sins
Dramatic title, but this rant has been building for some time and I need to get it off my chest. Friends, fellows, lovely fic writers: kink fic in fandom lately sounds like someone is reciting a How To BDSM 101 manual and it’s really starting to grind my gears.
It seems lately that, more often than not, any fic I open with even the teeniest bit of kink spends about half the fic being excruciatingly boring and samey about making sure everyone is on the same page when it comes to consent and who is spanking who in bed. As an Actual Real Live Kinky Person, let me tell you about some things that are seriously pissing me off.