No more Le Disko era fics, she said. Now’s the time to start working on Season of Poison, she said. No more PORN, she said.
…
Why did I even bother? Now everything I draw requires pornfic to go with it, even the sappy sweet dive bar scene I’m doodling right now.
Sappy sweet dive bar scene? WRITE BLOWJOB FIC IN THE BATHROOM STALL OF A DIVE BAR!
*rolls off a cliff*
Title: Howl - Pt. 1
Fandom: TRON
Verse: Pilots & Poison
Characters/Pairing: Sam Flynn/Tronzler; OCs
Rating: M
Word count: 10,728
Contains: established relationship, enthusiastic consent; d/s dynamic, sadomasochism, light bondage, minor blood kink, begging, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms
Summary: if you could only see the beast you made of me/ i held it in but now it seems you’ve set it running free ~ “Howl” by Florence + The Machine
A/N: I promise lengthy meta and deconstruction once I finish Pt. 2, but right now I’m freaking out and need to calm the fuck down so here’s Pt. 1.
Reblogging my own fic post to include a footnote. It’s also linked at the source.
Title: Howl - Pt. 1
Fandom: TRON
Verse: Pilots & Poison
Characters/Pairing: Sam Flynn/Tronzler; OCs
Rating: M
Word count: 10,728
Contains: established relationship, enthusiastic consent; d/s dynamic, sadomasochism, light bondage, minor blood kink, begging, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms
Summary: if you could only see the beast you made of me/ i held it in but now it seems you’ve set it running free ~ “Howl” by Florence + The Machine
A/N: I promise lengthy meta and deconstruction once I finish Pt. 2, but right now I’m freaking out and need to calm the fuck down so here’s Pt. 1.
featherlessarrow replied to your post: Word count meter: 14069
This is slooooooowly turning into a small book or something. What’s the page count? 50 pages? 60? I can’t even imagine.
28 pages with Arial font size 11, =’Db
I’m still wondering how the fuck that happened….
I end the day one step closer to being able to incorporate that snippet of fic I posted oh so long ago.
/keeps on truckin’
where you finish off +6,000 words of really intense holy-shit-what-have-I-written porn and am writing the transition to the next segment of porn when you get stopped cold by
[Tron] bows his head and carefully brushes his mouth against Sam’s, licks static off of his lips, and whispers, “Hello, Sam.”
There’s a weak laugh and Sam trying vainly to lift his head off the bed to return the kiss. “You always… always say that.”
I. I just. I can’t. I just can’t. I’m supposed to be writing something titillating, not emotionally destructive.
I’ve had caffeine. Not the normal dosage that won’t do shit. Espresso shot. In my latte. Delicious. Delicious delicious delicious fuel because I’ve hit 10k words and I AIN’T SLOWING DOWN, MOTHERFUCKERS.
…you realize you can meta the decision to use “force quit” as a safe word.
Clearly it’s not more coffee that I need. It’s booze. Lots of booze.
Rewrote an enormous segment and ended up adding 400 more words of ridiculous circuitporn, like you do.
Also, jfc, Tron. Just, jfc.
Two days ago: 7595.
Right now: 8323, and I’m about to write some more before I go the fuck to sleep.
How close am I to finishing this fic? Not very, if at all. I think I’m close to the middle of the porn? There’s approximately ~3k words of build-up/”plot”, meaning ~5k is just porn. Straight-up porn.
laksdjf;lgksdfjosdjkfakljfl;askjf;ldkfjmlksdjfm!!
Mainly because I desperately want to illustrate something from it and I’ve never written any situation involving handcuffs before.
That alone should tell you what this expanded snippet contains.
7595 words and nooooooooo we are so not done with the porn. Far from it. I’m already envisioning the fuckload of tags when I finally throw this monster up on AO3.
Contains: er, um, negotiating, I guess?
What excerpt from the porn-in-progress will I post next….
