Should really be in bed, but...

Bloody hell. It's not quite two o'clock in the morning, and I should know better than still being awake that late when I've come down with a cold, but I was caught, no, hooked and trapped by a fanfic.
Two Sides of the Coin, by Dith
Jack/Daniel slash. Wonderful descriptions, a full-blown story with two detailed settings and a great set of original characters. Don't believe Dith when she says that sex is only a small part of the story. Technically it's true, but it's mind-blowingly good sex. The kisses were wonderful. I wouldn't be able to take much more of it. Beware, though, that it dives into the idea of non-con. Some parts squicked me.

( The creepy stuff )

( Beautiful writing; a passage to die for )

Shades of black

Okay, I enjoyed this fic by Dith (see this morning's entry).
That got me wondering. Why? It was extremely well written, of course, but it dealt with themes I'm not too at ease with. Especially the non-con part -- which I didn't enjoy reading at all. Jack wouldn't accept that; he wouldn't fall for that other guy that readily either.

But it was dark, and violent, and on the whole I liked it. Loved it. As I said, I could have held that sword with Daniel. That's what's bothering me.

I know we all have a darker side, and I know mine is quite violent. I have trouble tackling this aspect of my personality at times. When I have nightmares, I fight in my bed. Sometimes I hit the mark. It helps that I'm very short and not that strong. It helps when I do lots of sport -- which I'm probably not doing enough at the moment.

Am I a freak? Is it normal that I enjoyed this story, not only for the lovely descriptions, but also for some of the darker aspects of it? Is it normal that I looked forward the murders? What does this tell about me, and about others?