Dear brain, shut up
So the plot bunnies are attacking again, in full force. Except this time, apparently, they're telling me that my new plot requires wincest.
Which, um.
Yeah.
...
I dunno.
I gleefully read pretty much anything in this fandom. Slash, wincest, RPS, you name it. As long as it's well-written, I will enjoy anything fandom has to throw at me. Sometimes even when it's not all that well-written but hits my kinks anyway. *cough* Anyway.
Writing it? That's a whole 'nother kettle of fish. I've managed sex a handful of times, all of it R-rated and less, and of that handful of times 90% of it was het. The teeny-tiny bit of slash I've managed was Dean/Cas.
To say that I am freaking out at what my brain is trying to get me to do would be putting it mildly. Yet another line fandom is nudging me across, it seems.
Gah.
I'mma go be conflicted over here in this corner, mmkay?
Which, um.
Yeah.
...
I dunno.
I gleefully read pretty much anything in this fandom. Slash, wincest, RPS, you name it. As long as it's well-written, I will enjoy anything fandom has to throw at me. Sometimes even when it's not all that well-written but hits my kinks anyway. *cough* Anyway.
Writing it? That's a whole 'nother kettle of fish. I've managed sex a handful of times, all of it R-rated and less, and of that handful of times 90% of it was het. The teeny-tiny bit of slash I've managed was Dean/Cas.
To say that I am freaking out at what my brain is trying to get me to do would be putting it mildly. Yet another line fandom is nudging me across, it seems.
Gah.
I'mma go be conflicted over here in this corner, mmkay?