
*eyes Red Bird Roulette, the Spike/Vicious pr0n edging its way towards completion*
Why is the hardest part of this fic to write the actual ass sex?
I feel so OOC.
And, dude, I got a review on my Viciousfic. Mweh!
I feel like I should say something about that story. Like how utterly spooked I was to find myself writing it, because I'd formed the opinion that there could never be a Vicious origin story that could even touch on how a man like that came to be, and then I go off and try anyway. But the bunny bit me and wouldn't let go. And it makes sense as a possibility, in a convoluted sort of way, in a way I thought nothing could.
I am now considering that Vicious, more so than most other characters, needs to be circumscribed in the literal-to-the-roots sense of the word. That Black Bird Jeopardy is the closest I'm ever going to get to him, and, in a way, that isn't very close. Not compared to the closeness I've had to Achenar, or Tom Riddle. But maybe I still can't really see him as human.
*ponders this and many other things, and attempts to write ass sex*