~~smut baby, smut. & fluffball rant
Mar. 17th, 2003 01:53 amer. so. because i'm a sucker for smutfic, and drabbles, and challenges, and--
ok, nevermind, i was just procrastinating. i wrote a smut drabble though. and, because i am the mastah of my lj, i am posting it (muwahaha, etc, etc.)
disclaimer: not mine.
warning: sort of lame teenage-boy humping ahead.
~~Slam~~
Harry's back hit the wall so hard he was winded, and grey eyes filled with sneering victory, except--
Something jarred. Shifted. Those eyes, slamming all the way in. -Oh-.
The hex died on his lips, his breath hitched.
Malfoy's whole body shoved against Harry's, and was that his-- Oh. Shuddering, fingers fisted in Malfoy's sleeves, fighting sudden panic.
Gulping air, mouth open wide; that tongue shocking, too wet, too deep, those hips bucking hard.
"You fucking--want--this--"
He couldn't stop thrusting back, the harsh friction turning Harry incoherent. Eyes rolling back, he bit his tongue, but--"Yes--".
~~
have an idea.
as usual, this is an idea doomed to fail. or at least, its grand vision will never be seen by any but myself and my loyally nonexistent disciples. but anyway. it's for a mailing list or a livejournal community for constructive criticism of all posted fic. i mean, all comments would have to be honest, and would have to explain why they liked/disliked/were ambivalent. so if anyone posted to it-- like say me-- it'd be implicit that they're asking you to be your big bad straight-talkin' self. they'd be giving you (the reviewer) permission to bite (or lick) them as hard as you want, so to speak. a safe zone. for people who can take it, and who want to know the truth, the whole truth (of what you think, as a reader).
i realize there's
hp_writersguild, but that isn't seeming to be working, really. sigh. people are all talk, aren't they ><
~~
also.
this is the wrongest wrong that ever wronged. and i mean that in a good way. kind of. although it's not a dobby/sorting hat sort of wrong (it's wronger), or a draco/dumbledore sort of wrong (because that's just cute). no, this is just... yes. satisfyingly wrong in all the right ways that are also wrong. you know. you know if it has dobby, cucumbers and whiny-bitch!draco, it's gotta be good >:D<
and, `showgirl' proves that girl!draco fics can be just as in-character and adorable as girl!harry (hee!). squee~:)
~~
seeing someone say,
I know full well the ending was pure cheese. I wanted fluff and tele-tubby happieness. Sue me, I'm sick of angst.
this boggles the hell out of me.
i mean, why would they would write endings they don't believe in? if you -know- you're writing a stupid, fake ending, if you -know- this is pure cheese and you're not writing parody or humorfic-- what the hell?
how can you write things you think are stupid? how can that be rewarding writing, ultimately?
i'm just really curious, as to what possible reason someone could have to consciously lie to themselves and the reader. as in, "yes, i know this is bullshit, i'm just writing it because i like the smell of my bullshit". how can one write that way?
i mean, ok, plenty of humorous bullshit out there. but that's humor. you're using the bs factor to make yourself laugh. if you're using it to --what-- reassure yourself-- i just don't see how that works.
ok, nevermind, i was just procrastinating. i wrote a smut drabble though. and, because i am the mastah of my lj, i am posting it (muwahaha, etc, etc.)
disclaimer: not mine.
warning: sort of lame teenage-boy humping ahead.
~~Slam~~
Harry's back hit the wall so hard he was winded, and grey eyes filled with sneering victory, except--
Something jarred. Shifted. Those eyes, slamming all the way in. -Oh-.
The hex died on his lips, his breath hitched.
Malfoy's whole body shoved against Harry's, and was that his-- Oh. Shuddering, fingers fisted in Malfoy's sleeves, fighting sudden panic.
Gulping air, mouth open wide; that tongue shocking, too wet, too deep, those hips bucking hard.
"You fucking--want--this--"
He couldn't stop thrusting back, the harsh friction turning Harry incoherent. Eyes rolling back, he bit his tongue, but--"Yes--".
~~
have an idea.
as usual, this is an idea doomed to fail. or at least, its grand vision will never be seen by any but myself and my loyally nonexistent disciples. but anyway. it's for a mailing list or a livejournal community for constructive criticism of all posted fic. i mean, all comments would have to be honest, and would have to explain why they liked/disliked/were ambivalent. so if anyone posted to it-- like say me-- it'd be implicit that they're asking you to be your big bad straight-talkin' self. they'd be giving you (the reviewer) permission to bite (or lick) them as hard as you want, so to speak. a safe zone. for people who can take it, and who want to know the truth, the whole truth (of what you think, as a reader).
i realize there's
~~
also.
this is the wrongest wrong that ever wronged. and i mean that in a good way. kind of. although it's not a dobby/sorting hat sort of wrong (it's wronger), or a draco/dumbledore sort of wrong (because that's just cute). no, this is just... yes. satisfyingly wrong in all the right ways that are also wrong. you know. you know if it has dobby, cucumbers and whiny-bitch!draco, it's gotta be good >:D<
and, `showgirl' proves that girl!draco fics can be just as in-character and adorable as girl!harry (hee!). squee~:)
~~
seeing someone say,
I know full well the ending was pure cheese. I wanted fluff and tele-tubby happieness. Sue me, I'm sick of angst.
this boggles the hell out of me.
i mean, why would they would write endings they don't believe in? if you -know- you're writing a stupid, fake ending, if you -know- this is pure cheese and you're not writing parody or humorfic-- what the hell?
how can you write things you think are stupid? how can that be rewarding writing, ultimately?
i'm just really curious, as to what possible reason someone could have to consciously lie to themselves and the reader. as in, "yes, i know this is bullshit, i'm just writing it because i like the smell of my bullshit". how can one write that way?
i mean, ok, plenty of humorous bullshit out there. but that's humor. you're using the bs factor to make yourself laugh. if you're using it to --what-- reassure yourself-- i just don't see how that works.