OMG... somebody talk me down, please!!!

[jenepherre]

I just read the WORST FIC EVER!!!!! But it's my own damn fault... the story was rec'd by.... Starema. akjdskjdklfajoiefrjaklnfaklsdhfcoia 4e0wahf nhvf djkl I... help me... seriously... I can't get this atrocity out of my head... and and OMFG... Starema even wrote a poem about it! I really think I might puke. I'm so not kidding. I'm actually shaking from how horrible this was... and from my own stupidity for going there in the first place. I've obviously lost my mind. That's all there is to it.

Okay, so there was a conversation on the BJfic yahoo group recently where someone asked for kink fic recs. People rec'd Ardra, Rusty, Heph-Lo, TriciaQAF, etc. Good stuff. And then Starema rec'd her own stories as well as the one mentioned below. Now... I knew better than to go read anything of Starema's - I'm not a complete moron... I think... but what made me bookmark this other story to read? What made me read it all the way through when I could see how truly awful it was? Is it the whole train wreck theory? I just couldn't look away? Maybe I was punishing myself or something (like Justin! ahaha heh)... I really don't know. All I know is that now I need bleach, steel wool... and maybe a blow torch to rid my brain of this experience.

::whimpering::

This isn't a new story or anything - looks like it's actually a couple of years old - so you may already know if it's horrid abuse of... well, everything, but if not...

Detached - Justin's Silent Rage

DETACHED - the poem by Starema

I think what bothers me the most, though, is that this story is put out there as legitimate BDSM fic. Is this really what the uneducated think BDSM is? Do people actually think something like this could happen? Do people really think that a human being can stick their tongue so far up a man's rectum that they can touch the guy's prostate? WITH THEIR TONGUE???? And did you know that at the Meathook:

"Most nights we get sex and death, or sex and blood, or death and blood, but never all three!"

Naturally Justin goes to the Meathook because he was abused by Ethan and now thinks he's a horrible person and deserves to be 'punished.' And Brian, ever in protective-mode, follows him there and gets more than he bargained for... but not to worry! There's a happy ending! See?

"Brian?" Justin asked clinging tightly to the arms around him.

"Yeah?" Brian replied.

"Do you think we're gonna be okay?" The boy asked.

Brian hugged him tighter. It was a double entendre, a skill Justin had learned from the master. Not only was the boy asking about their health, but their relationship as well. "I think we are gonna be just fine."

It was a double entendre. It... was... ::grabs the steel wool again::

Someone please help me. Please? Ohgodplease?

Comments

[quinn222.livejournal.com]

Someone please help me. Please? Ohgodplease?

OMG WHATTHEHELLWEREYOUTHINKING???????

Go read some mojokitten or something right now and clean your mind of the bad stuff. If you're going to do this kind of thing we may have to take away your permit to surf.

[jenepherre.livejournal.com]

Actually, reading about plumsuede's dreams from last night has completely erased the story from my brain.

However, I still fear for my own sanity, and would appreciate some supervision of my fic reading choices for the foreseeable future. mojokitten sounds like a good idea. Thank you, Quinn. You're a good friend.

[plumsuede.livejournal.com]

happy to help. *sticks out tongue*

[jenepherre.livejournal.com]

But you truly helped me, Plummy. Thank you. THANK YOU.