"He seemed distracted for a moment by a passing siren outside, or possibly the lights reflecting off the window, or possibly the imaginary crying of his infant Scotch."
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thebratqueen's post on indulgence fic, LJ writing, kinks and more. I was especially interested & pleased to see "kinks" used in the same way I use the word, to mean not just sexual things--or not always directly sexual things--but any little oddity that turns our crank. Like, I have a kink for urban skylines glittering at night, and for the idea of a certain vampire making stir-fry for his boyfriend, and for cableknit fisherman's sweaters, and for big leather couches. And basically for money in all its forms. I'm a total materialist, in case you're reading this and were not already aware.3.
carolyn_claire's amazing S/X story, Thirst, which is like a piece of polished driftwood found in the middle of the desert, sculpted and clean and smooth, worked by organic forces into this weird, snarled, and rather scary shape. I mean all that in a good way.If it were not for these things I would feel totally...eck.
