Monday musings

[zinnith]

1. fandomsecrets scare me. So why can't I stop reading?

2. I finally got off my ass and watched The Princess Bride. I'm disappointed. Sure, some parts of it made me smile. But Buttercup needs to grow a spine.

3. I'm thinking about signing up for the kink_bingo. A 40 000-word story is a little too much at the moment, but I might be able to handle a bunch of 500-word kinklets. I'm just a little worried I'll get a bingo card with nothing but tentacles and watersports.

Hehe...my boys are going to be verrry busy, yes they are!

Comments

[zinfic.livejournal.com]

Yes, tentacles and watersports in the same fic! Maybe with fursuits thrown in for good measure. Geez, I disgust myself sometimes...

[vaginasaurus.livejournal.com]

Yes, tentacles and watersports in the same fic!
Who needs kink bingo? Just write THIS STORY RIGHT NOW! Please? :D

[zinfic.livejournal.com]

You know, I don't think I can. Watersports squick me so much it's not even funny... As for the tentacles I get a Jack Harkness/Ood orgy in my head. So, on a scale from 1-10, how disturbed am I?

[vaginasaurus.livejournal.com]

Okay, then maybe just the tentacles?

And I'd say um...11? :D

[zinfic.livejournal.com]

No more than eleven? I'm going to have to do something about that then...

Because Jack isn't a big fan of slavery in itself, but the Ood doesn't seem to mind. (This is long before the Doctor and Donna visit the Ood Sphere and Jack doesn't know the truth yet.) They're quiet, polite and servile, always prepared to be of assistance.

And Jack is in need of assistance right now. After so long trapped in the time loop with John Hart, he needs to relax, needs to just let go of the epic mind-fuckery and spend one night doing something uncomplicated for a change. And of course, the Ood are happy to help. Jack lies down on his back in the bed while the pale creatures run their soft tentacles over his skin. They wrap around him, crawl inside him, pet and squeeze and coax him to climax.

(Many years later, when Jack runs into the Doctor again, he learns about how the Ood were enslaved and feels a bright stab of guilt. But it doesn't stop him from remembering that night with a certain fondness.)

I'm going to hell, aren't I?

[vaginasaurus.livejournal.com]

I'm going to hell, aren't I?
asjdfklajsg that is just...yes, you definitely are! *loves*

On the other hand, I think that's put you up to at least, oh A HUNDRED MILLION on the disturbed scale! :D

[zinfic.livejournal.com]

My work here is done!
;D