I've just read a few of your stories, and Jesus Christ.... the detail you go into in Celestial Forces about psychologically torturing someone about tickling is nearly enough to give me nightmares. You're clearly some kind of monster (this is a compliment... kind of. Your writing got my hackles up and now I'm going to be twitching all night, because I'm spending most of it with someone who would do to me what Cas did to Dean in a heartbeat if he could.) You have my begrudging admiration.
I kind of want to launch into a full description of a Cas with a little more viciousness and a little less of a moral compass, with no concern for any of your distress about being reset over and over, driven to your breaking point and then past it, only to be knit back together and forced through it again, and again, and again, until you’ve lost all sense of how long he’s kept you, and that simple I’m not human look in his eyes is the only thing you can see when another forcible reset clears your vision until you’re thrown under again.
But this isn’t that type of blog.
You’re the first person to comment on the psych component in that one, which was actually one of my primary ideas when I started writing it. But it sort of ended up as a side note when compared to the rest of it, I guess. I do prefer things to have a more blatantly playful edge rather than a torturous focus. BUT ANYWAY. Thank you for calling me a monster. That’s awesome.
