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(Warning, the following contains references to smut...mostly smut I've written, but still, you have been warned.)
I'm still running my Ravenloft campaign for Zeretal and a couple of his friends. Recently, his character wound up being forced to stay behind in town while the others take off to handle a group of pirates that are wrecking ships off the coast of Mordentshire. Foolishly, I told him that I would run a separate scenario between sessions to allow him the chance to escape and rejoin the rest of the group. It was supposed to happen a few times since, only those plans dashed first when a flu bug swept through my house and dropped everyone on their ass, including myself, and then by a series of net outtages. I still need to run this scenario before Wednesday.
One fortunate side-effect of the net trouble was that, unable to read any new fic, I was finally able to buckle down and finish writing the sequel to Sui Generis (aka, "the one with the tentacle porn"). Only...I couldn't post it. The next day, I begged Zeretal to let off of nagging me for the game at least long enough for me to finish proofreading my story and get it posted. Which...for a 9k+ word fic, meant taking a damned lot of time.
It also lead to this exchange:
Zeretal (2:36:08 PM): So glorious quest?
Hazgarn (2:36:20 PM): I'm still proofreading the fic.
Hazgarn (2:36:37 PM): It's not like we have a timelimit besides Wednesday. And I've already said we'd do it today.
Zeretal (2:36:42 PM): Is that /all/ your doing? >.>
Hazgarn (2:36:46 PM): Yes.
Zeretal (2:36:49 PM): Is it?
Zeretal (2:36:52 PM): Is it really?
Zeretal (2:36:53 PM): <.<
Hazgarn (2:37:11 PM): Yes. Are you trying to insinuate I might do a better job without my hand in my pants. >.<
Zeretal (2:37:26 PM): <.<
Zeretal (2:37:28 PM): Yes. I am.
Hazgarn (2:37:44 PM): Just be glad I didn't ask you to proofread it. XD
Zeretal (2:37:59 PM): I can send you the email of equally as perverted fic writers, if you like.
Hazgarn (2:38:24 PM): You know, what might make this simpler...
Zeretal (2:38:28 PM): lol
Hazgarn (2:38:39 PM): Honey not dropping her gross wet stuffed monkey on the keyboard every six seconds.
Zeretal (2:39:08 PM): The words... gross and wet...
Zeretal (2:39:11 PM): Should NOT be used right now.
Yes, that is Honey the Terrorhund, still in my care. We've got a possible home lined up for her. Which will be great, if it works out. Still, letting go of the wicked little cuss is going to tear me up, I just know it.
Oh, and once I was finished, this predictably occurred:
Hazgarn (4:22:46 PM): 9,079
Hazgarn (4:22:54 PM): Final wordcount of my tentacle fic.
Zeretal (4:23:04 PM): ...
Hazgarn (4:23:14 PM): :-)
Zeretal (4:23:15 PM): IT'S OVER NINE THOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUSSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND?!?!!?!?!
Hazgarn (4:23:19 PM): INDEED!
Zeretal (4:23:28 PM): *scouter crush*
A while afterward, I enjoyed a conversation with another friend of mine I don't get to talk to so often. We hashed over the joys and horrors of Avengers fandom, and though not all that interested in the tentacle fic, she has always been a fan of the Life 'verse (she's the goth friend who helped me form the idea of "Funerary culture" in the Life 'verse.
She was getting caught up on some of the latter fics in this verse, and having finished "Substitution", this conversation took place:
Hazgarn (1:58:13 AM): I don't even know what's happened, but my fics have been progressively smuttier.
Lotus (2:14:26 AM): you're a fanfic writer
Lotus (2:14:32 AM): it was inevitable
Hazgarn (2:16:46 AM): Indeed.
Hazgarn (2:19:05 AM): Exposure to kinkmemes probably doesn't help either.
Lotus (2:33:17 AM): last ficling now. also, javier, stop eating Kevin you'll get fat, you fatty.
Hazgarn (2:33:35 AM): God... I don't just play in the weird side of Castle fandom, I basically am the weird side of Castle fandom.
T_T
Lotus (2:33:50 AM): *in response to the uhm, protien shake, in the second to most recent chunk*
Hazgarn (2:33:54 AM): It's not fair. If I could just write for Avengers, I wouldn't even stand out as weird.
Hazgarn (2:34:24 AM): lol
Lotus (2:34:28 AM): that's only because avengers has loki and loki has an eight legged horse for a son.
Lotus (2:34:44 AM): the man is made of kink and insanity
Hazgarn (2:34:47 AM): Please don't make me examine the consequences of a semen heavy diet on post vitals. You're not helping.
Lotus (2:35:19 AM): OF COURSE I AM HELPING I AM THE HELPIEST HELP YOU WILL EVER GET HELP FROM.
Lotus (2:35:27 AM): Your readers will thank me.
Hazgarn (2:35:48 AM): I read a fic of OT7 fantabulousness where Bruce systematically dommed the hell out of all of the Avengers plus Pepper. It's not just Loki that makes Avengers a weird fandom.
Hazgarn (2:37:36 AM): Though, Loki is basically a fandom unto himself.
Of course, she quickly reached the end of "Impressed, Impression, Imprinted" which prompted this:
Lotus (2:51:18 AM): JAVIER STOP EATING KEVIN. SERIOUSLY. YOU WILL GET SO FAT.
Lotus (2:56:29 AM): but seriously, javier, stop eating kevin. do you have any idea how much sugar and fat is in that?
So, yeah. If Javier ever develops body-image issues due to the effects of Kevin's come on his figure, now you'll know who to blame.
