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<p>For those who do not understand the reference, "wish fulfillment" is before anything a term created by Sigmund Freud in the 1900's. </p> <p></p> <p>In psychology it is a state of satisfying unconscious needs and desires by the use of fantasy and delusion. </p> <p></p> <p>In literature it is the very base of fictional work, but also the name of a style of writing where the author sacrifices the key elements of good storytelling in order to fulfill his own psychopathic, neurotic or perverse needs and desires, usually through the use of the characters in weird and forced situations. </p> <p></p> <p>What I meant by the title of this story is that it is a trashy, badly written, shitty story about me getting some wish fulfillment by the use of some characters and a fictional world of my creation. </p> <p></p> <p>Not the good kind of fulfillment, since my wishes are of the bad kind and I intend to fulfill those, not yours. Also, being a total amateur and not writing a proper plot before starting are two big indicators that this story is going to go bad. </p> <p></p> <p>I guess Royal Road call this kind of stories the "Mary Sue" kind. </p> <p></p> <p>So, unless you are a very ugly piece of trash (at least as much as I am) don't bother reading it. </p> <p></p> <p>Now, if you ARE messed up on the level of a clinically depressive, lightly suicidal, lolicon/shotacon aligned morbidly obese hikikomori vermin who sold his virginity to a prostitute and is currently living at the costs of his widowed mother after expending all the money he got from his father's inheritance, all the while masturbating furiously to beast/furry dickgirl hentai, then be welcomed. Please feel free to get a serving at my antidepressants and also at the canned tuna I have stored in the fridge. There may be some cheese somewhere, and I am pretty sure I bought some juice the other day, but I have no idea where it is. </p> <p></p> <p>Anyway. </p> <p></p> <p>You may dislike what I write because of all the amauteur(ish) writing, or you may not. Who knows. Give it a try and write a comment. It gets lonely writing to no one. </p> <p></p> <p>Also, feel free to grant me inspiration not only by making comments about the world and/or characters, but specially by suggesting a music for me to listen while I write the next chapter. </p> <p></p> <p>Be warned : I do get influenced easily by the background music I listen while writing. </p> <p></p> <p>If you exist, of course. I'm seriously doubting anyone has read anything after the "lolicon hikikomori" thing. </p> <p></p> <p>Also, I have a tiny dick.</p> <p></p> <p>Just so you can feel better about yourself a little more. </p> <p></p> <p>Or maybe I have just degraded psychologically a little more and now I am into shame-play. I wonder if the psychiatrist would increase my meds a bit if I told her about it.</p> <p></p> <p>Hope I never get to penispanick, though! Self-mutilation, especially of the castration type, would be baaaad. After all, I do like my prostitutes. And having sex with them when I can afford it. </p> <p></p> <p>Oh, yeah, the story. I will just write the first chapter in a few moments.</p> <p></p> <p>Until later, b(i)each. </p>
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