Just a Beat Out of Place

Today's Word Count: 1935

Total Word Count: 7014

Title: Symphony of Metal and Trees
Summary: I'll let you know about that when I figure it out.
Things You Should Probably Know: Calais' name isn't pronounced like the French city of Calais (pronounced Cal-ay, as per French rules of dropping half the vowels and making up everything else). It is pronounced "Kah-LAY-is", and Syres is "SEAR-ez", in case you need to know.

Picks up directly after the last post.

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Chapter 1c

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(  The sun rises furthur over the depression and light fully hits the windows, spreading colors across the crowd like a kalaideoscope, bright and whirling and beautiful, and this is why Calais comes to the sunrise ceremonies.  )

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oh god i feel like such a bad mom. Calais is my BABY and look at what I'm putting him through.

That said, this is probably going to undergo A LOT of editing come December. I need to pace all of this better than it is here. BUT THERE IS NO TIME FOR EDITING IN NOVEMBER.

(And again, I really mean: THE SHIT I WROTE TODAY)

Today's Word Count: 1515

Total Word Count: 3334

Right at the edge of the goal of the day.

Title: Symphony of Metal and Trees
Summary: I'll let you know about that when I figure it out.
Things You Should Probably Know: Calais' name isn't pronounced like the French city of Calais (pronounced Cal-ay, as per French rules of dropping half the vowels and making up everything else). It is pronounced "Kah-LAY-is", and Syres is "SEAR-ez", in case you need to know. The city Filatsehren is "FEE-lat-SER-in". And no, I haven't spent too long on this, what are you talking about.

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Chapter 1a (for now. I can rearrange it as much as I like later)

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( Calais keeps his head down and body tightly curled. He doesn't want to get in trouble for being in the temple after dark. )

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I don't know if that will actually start the story proper, or if that'll just be somewhere in there. I'll figure it out later.

Title: Just Conflict Me
Pairing: Seifer/Hayner
Disclaimer: KH isn't mine, isn't mine.
Rating: NC-17. And yes, I do mean in this chapter too.
Summary: Sometimes, Hayner presses into his own bruises just to feel the little sweet burst it gives him. Sometimes, Seifer does it for him. Most of the time, Seifer just gives him the bruises to begin with.
Author's Notes: Um. Yeah. This is my love-song to Seifer/Hayner and masochism all in one go. Used to be called "Counting the Signs" but I changed the name.
Warnings: Underage sex and masturbation. Also, Seifer's a jerk and Hayner's a masochist.

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Part 1

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( He leaves the best bruises during practice, Hayner admits that. Seifer leaves the bruises that last, the ones that ache for days afterwards. )

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Back by popular consent, here's the second part of the Masochism fic! There are going to be a LOT of parts, just as a heads up.

AND TADA, ENDING SEPTEMBER ON A GOOD FUCKING NOTE.

Not dead, just busy, I swear.

ONE MORE WEEK OF WORK. It turns out that I miscalculated last week. I leave work next Thursday. (Hopefully, I won't have another fiasco with that whole "accidentally leaving the porn flash drive at work" thing like I did last year.) SAN JAPAN THIS WEEKEND, SUPER EXCITE!! I might get to see pandapplesaurus there, too! *waves* I'll be the person dressed normally with a Red Scout and N Harmonia on Friday and with Dib and Zim on Saturday. (N will be back on Sunday, but I'm not cosplaying this con. Too little time, too much to do)

Um. I'd love to say that I've been writing, but that would be a bare-faced lie. I haven't written a word of anything outside of fleshing out some ideas since last ... Thursday. What in the world have I been doing in the meantime (as I *cough*erroneously*cough* assume you're wondering)?

Reading.

Like, reading a lot of fic for fandoms that I've just let stew for a while. Especially you, Inception fandom, hello there THard and JGL and all of the sexy that comes along with you. *cough* That aside... There's one thing that I've been noticing a lot of. In fics, in general, not just Inception fics, and I'm not exactly sure how to go about talking about it.

Well.

Um.

Masochism.

As in, getting off on recieving pain, etc etc, you all read fics, you know what I'm talking about.

I don't... I don't like how it's portrayed in fics, because for me it's not an accurate description. (It's like reading the parts in blowjob fics where the author mentions teeth-on-cock during the blowjob, and I have heard from multiple guys, straight, gay, bi, that that does not, in any way, feel good.) Because I am a masochist. Things that should register as pain for other people turn me on. Whipping and what-have-you. *handwaves*

That's not the important part.

The important part is the fact that in all these fics, I keep hearing about the pain aspect of it, or the fic is told from the pain-giver's PoV. (and I can bet that anyone reading this is going to be like "...but Zene, it's MASOCHISM, hello PAIN" but see, that's where you're wrong.)

For me, I don't feel pain. Like, I CAN feel it. Certain things, like hot glue or cuts, do register as pain normally. I stub my toe and that shit is PAINFUL. But on the flip side, I can also (this is a true story) get my lanyard caught on my desk and it will drag across the back of my neck, giving me a small case of ropeburn on my neck and causing me to have to sit at my desk for a few minutes while I try to get my breathing back under control and my eyes are having trouble focusing because that felt so good.

But the point is that, while getting the ropeburn was a painful thing, I never actually FELT any of it. I didn't actively feel pain, I just registered it as "rough texture, feels good" and it was hard enough that it felt REALLY good.

So really, my point is that I don't know if any of the people writing the fics are actually masochists, because I'm not always sure that they know how it really feels. Because, let me tell you, pain does NOT come into it. IF there's a bit of a bite to it, it doesn't feel any different than someone dragging their nails across your skin. A tiny little counterpoint that really just gives a more definite LOCATION for where the pleasure is.

I TOLD YOU ALL THAT TO EMBARRASS YOU SO I COULD TELL YOU THIS:

I am totally writing a Seifer/Hayner fic where Hayner's a masochist. It's mostly going to be me exploring how best to explain my own masochism (because, hey, everyone's different, maybe other people DO feel pain? Maybe I just have a really high threshold? I don't know) in terms of fic. Also because Seifer/Hayner is my go-to pairing when kinky shit is about to go down, because I can't get a plotbunny for them to save my life, but DAMN do those boys want to get into bed with each other.

...um.

TL;DR, I'm writing a porny fic with Seifer/Hayner because I am dissatified with general fandom portrayal of masochism.

Okay, so you know how I had a schedule for Monthly One-shots and it was going well until April when I got behind and then now, where I still haven't written MAY'S oneshot and it's July?

Yeah, I'm going to revamp the schedule so I can (hopefully) get back on task. To be fair, I have written at least a fic per month, if not more than that, so hey! Goal kept.

Point being, now that TTB4 is done, I can pound out a few shorter things, like this one.

Title: Lightning, Out of Thunder
Pairing: DaiKen, if you tilt your head a little
Disclaimer: Nope. This one’s not mine either, no infringement intended, blah blah blah.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: His chest heaves with the deep breaths of sleep. Regularly spaced, the soft exhalations are soothing to listen to, rhythmic and drugging. His fingers twitch occasionally across the bed sheets, grasping after something unknown, unattainable, something ephemeral and elusive. (also known as "Zene wanted to write sleepy cuddling again")
Author's Notes: God, I don’t even care if you guys haven’t seen this series, because I will tell you right now: Daisuke and Ken are so fucking married. Jesus Christ, it’s just too easy with them! I don’t even have to try. They just sorta do this on their own. It’s like “Hey, you two, don’t be gay for each other, have some women,” and they’re all like “Wut? Oh hey there, Daisuke, how are you, let me open my heart up only to you,” and “Wut? Oh hey Ken, I don’t really care that an episode ago you were a bad guy, we can totally trust you right now, right? Right, I’m so right, god you’re hot.”

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( Rain spatters down from the sky, drumming along rooftops and windowsills with a dancer’s careless grace. )

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Seriously, guys. Married, I tell you. SO MARRIED.

THIS POST IS FOR THREE THINGS.

1. A reminder that there are still TWO PROMPTS open at the thread on kh_request. If you look down a few entries, you'll find it. FILL THEM PLEASE. I like having tons of things to do.

2. WHEN THE HELL DID I WRITE SO MUCH FIC. IT DOESN'T SEEM LIKE THAT MUCH, BUT I LOOKED AT MY MASTERLIST TODAY AND WAS LIKE "WTF??? WHEN DID THESE GET HERE?"

3. ....There was a third thing. I swear to god, there was. *thinks* OH YEAH. Why are all my ideas for Seifer/Hayner ridiculously smutty things? Like, seriously.

Ahahahahahaha, writing porn writing porn writing pooooorrrrnnnn

filthy dirty porn

and I'm getting too embarrassed to wriiiite iiiitttt.

(*crawls away to hide face that is red enough to light a country for a week*)