HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!

[sariagray]

 So as I was sitting at work today, a thought crossed my mind.

I have strange kinks.

Not strange as in particularly depraved or twisted or dirty. Oh, no (although I'm sure those are there, too?), I'm talking bizarre. Things-that-aren't-normally-kinks kinds of things. 

Like Elizabethan costuming, for example. 

But also music. 

That's where this line of thinking started. Listening to my iPod. Listening to Yo-Yo Ma on my iPod, of all things. Music is such a strange kink of mine. Seriously. Not only do I mentally choreograph dances to it, I also mentally choreograph SEX SCENES. Ritualistic, dancey sex scenes. What the Hell? This is why I don't write smut. I can't quite translate THIS onto a page. Someone else want to try? Please? 

   

Yes, I have a...er...two...Xena soundtracks. What of it? DON'T JUDGE ME!

There are others. Lucky for you, I can't think of any of them now. In any case....Someone write me Jack/Ianto smut based on any of these? I will love you forever! *Snicker* 

Comments

[sassysailorgirl.livejournal.com]

If it's any consolation, I often use music to help me visualise and put together scenes in some unwritten original stories I play about with occasionally.

If I get inspired, I'll try to write you that smut ;p

[sariagray.livejournal.com]

Hee! This reminds me of how I mentally self-narrate all the time. "She steps out of the car heavily, reluctant to meet the cold. Her sweater catches on the latch of the car door and she groans inwardly." All while listening to epic music. Because, apparently, getting out of the car to walk into work is an epic adventure?

And yay! *Tries to shower you with waves of inspiration*