Hello! The other day I found Alice Cooper's song "Poison" in my old playlist, and I kept listening to it on repeat until I realized that the line "pins and needles" is literally the name of your hellstrop fanfiction! I really wonder if this song or its name is your inspiration for this fic?
P.S: love your blog.
P.P.S: I admit, I read "needles and pins" a hundred times! Your fics are very soft and make me melt ❤️❤️❤️
Thanks so much! for the kinds words and the equally kind reminder that I used to write & publish fandom things ;) it means a lot!
There was no specific inspiration for that fic, I’m afraid. I had that one simple image of Michael sitting on a couch w/ Eleanor (I love putting/watching characters in simple, mundane setups and see where they go once the interaction begins). I started writing from there and the story kinda decided to take shape around the motif of “pins and needles” as Michael just sits and sits and sits while Eleanor is busy w/ sth else.
So the title came last, a signpost of sort for the manifold experience Michael goes through in the fic that ranges from torture to “waking from numbness” to pleasure. The human-y stuff. ;)
