I was reading through a fic that I read earlier this year and noticed the string of comments between myself and the author. This is so funny. It was about a month after I posted my very first, fairly schmoopy fic.
This is a scream because it was a very kinky fic. I had been almost speechless. The part that I think is funny is at the end.
An author replied to some feedback that I left on a story saying:
My kink tends to push the limits more than average
My response was:
Um, yeah, I think that is not an understatement in any way. I actually read through a few more of your things from your journal last night, but I was completely speechless!
I read things there that had my mouth hanging open, but I couldn't look away. LOL
Sorry for not commenting on anything other than this one, but I really had absolutely nothin' in terms of coherent thought after most of them.
And she said:
Thank you. I appreciate your honesty and your feedback. So, umm...did you like them?
This is the part right here that cracks me the hell up. I said this in May 2008. Me???
Yes, I did, but I have never admitted to anybody before that I like kinky things. Alot.
Even though more than half that stuff I'd never, ever consider doing myself, it was still very stimulating to read and imagine and you did a very nice job with the imagery. It was extremely nasty, and yes, I liked it.
So the reason that I think this is a laugh riot is that barely 7 months later, at least half the stuff that I write has something kinky going on in it. Especially the food-fics that were pretty much just dirty!bad!wrong.
I guess that I know the answer now to how far a person can fall in so short a time.
Oh, Dean and Sam…Do you see what you have done to me? I blame you both. But, really I’m not mad. I kind of enjoy my rich fantasy life where at least one of you is bound in leather or rope and everything that goes with that.