Contest.
I'm freaking out right now, realizing what a major blunder I've committed with my selective seeing.
Contest.
How could I have not seen the word "CONTEST"?
It's only like, oh, in the VERY FIRST SENTENCE. D:
Somehow, I selectively saw "p0rn", "smut", "30 kinks" and completely missed the part about this being a contest. For gawd-knows-what reason, I thought I was signing up for a smutfic writing fest, not a competition. BLINDED BY THE PROMISE OF P0RN. The dangers of being sleep-deprived, I guess.
The panic is setting in. There is no way on earth I can go up against these ladies - omg, these are the all-star, legendary KakaSaku smut-writers.
I'M NOT WORTHY, I'M NOT WORTHY, I'M NOT WORTHY!!!!! *grovels on the ground*
It's too intimidating, so I've decided not to think about it. Denial is a wonderful thing. So my mantra for now is: it's not a contest, not a contest - just a happy, happy smutfest. *sigh* At least I can look forward to a whopping load of delicious fics written by some of the best writers in this fandom.
But I must say, I was given one hell of a kink to play with! *Thank you, J-Pop! smooches*
And boy, has my mind been playing with it - so much so that it's SERIOUSLY distracting from all the RL crap I have to deal with. I'm thinking about it constantly. All day long and all night long, thinking of KakaSaku x TheKink. I'm even dreaming about it. *that's kinda scary, don't you think?*
Sadly, the images in my head don't quite translate into my writing... blah. But at least I'm writing. This time for sure, I gotta get it done by the due date.