Originally posted by meteorick at OH GOD THIS CAN'T BE REAL
Here’s a tip: this is what real writing looks like. I know you all try to define your pitiful lives by stealing the characters and ideas of others, so I’m going to give you a free lesson on what good writing looks like, so that you can apply it and feel better about yourselves. And maybe leave those superior works alone and untainted by your fourth rate, derivative trash, but I’m not expecting too much. Thievery, infringement, and crafting disgusting “ships” are like vicodin for you people.
My creamy pale white skin shone like limpid pearls against the moonlight that served as the backdrop for our secret romance. The grass felt course and smooth against my backside, the pinpricks digging like pain and pleasure as his hands, his lips, his skin drove me deeper into the earth with our souls molding and shaping into one with every thrust of his powerful body. His chest was solid and unyielding against my full bosom like the iron press of a the world’s greatest statue possessed by a god, whose earthly visit was only to sate the desires and wants of a sinful mortal such as I. Rough hands groped my mounds, eliciting groans and gasps from my swollen rosy lips. The light of the moon made his alabaster flesh sing in tune to mine, so smooth and pale and unblemished by the rigors of the peasant world. I could still recall my first affair, with a servant with skin as black as tar from the Summer Isles who smelled like sweat and the plantation, but I had since disposed of him for the unworthy diversion that he was. “Elio…” I moaned, his large white hands combing through my honey velvet tresses. His thick red tumescent pole plunged into my Swedish marsh, and I screamed in completion as the stars looked down on us, one for every thrust…
See the difference? Original characters and beautiful descriptive prose, and I didn’t use the word “cock” once. No copyright infringement necessary. I hope this has changed your perspective on some things. Oh who am I kidding? Its not writing for you unless you distort canon and make a true writer’s characters perform disgusting things with another character they haven’t even met. At least I tried.
I’m just gonna leave this here. Gold mine, y’all. Really.