So I saw a video on the twitter and thought of giving it a great pretender twist~
so. let’s do this.
About a year ago, I had to read a book for my school’s summer reading assignment called How to Read Literature Like a Professor by Thomas Foster. It’s not a bad book, pretty decent actually, but there was this one chapter about sex scenes in literature. And one of the first sentences was along the lines of “writing sex is boring.”
and I did a double-take. Bc in my experience, that is absolutely not the case, and if you do find yourself bored while writing smut, then you’re not doing it right. See, Thomas’s main argument was that there’s only so many ways you can write sex scenes, because there’s only so many sex acts you can choose from. (My boy Thomas is clearly a vanilla dude, but let’s not hold that against him.)
But one of the most important things to keep in mind while writing smut is that it’s not necessarily just about the act itself. So while Thomas is right that there are limits as to how many ways ppl can have sex, he failed to realize that writing sex is about a LOT more than that. And I’m gonna prove it to you.
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I don’t know what I’d do without her
showing up outside your enemy's door
only one bed
knife against the throat
“it’s always been you” kisses
exclaiming “because i love you” during an argument
rain kisses
''use me''
having to undress your love interest to be able to tend to their wounds, trying your best not to stare at their bare-chest
being pushed to the ground/wall with your hands pinned down
sexual tension when tending to someone's wound
“I didn’t know where else to go”
fake dating (it was real all along)
confessing your feelings to someone you think are asleep
“it’s not like I’ll ever see [that person again]” while said person's standing behind them, suitcase in hand, about to reveal they’re moving back into town
''make me''
a character claiming they’re not going to do ~the thing~ but in the next frame is seen ~doing the thing~
“nothing is ever going to happen between us!”
two strangers bumping into each other on the street, instant attraction (not love. attraction! think instant case of god you’re hot)
during a stressful situation, a character can be seen running back into their house ‘’forgot my keys’’ *runs back out* *runs back in* ‘’forgot my wallet’’
the italicized “oh”
“what is it that you don’t get? i’m not attracted to [this person]!” cut to scene of the person in question staring longing at the object of their desire
going to sleep on different sides of the bed but waking up entangled
going to sleep in different beds but sneaking into the other's to snuggle
forehead kisses but it's the male being kissed on the forehead
dancing together, one of them takes the other’s hand, kisses it
''what you're doing right now is really stupid but you're so cute i can't help but laugh at it''
''let's kiss just to see what it's like''
when someone's like… i don’t know… hurt or something… and the other person's like… tending to their wounds… and then just… wrap their lover their arms, thankful they’re alive
when a character is taken hostage by the antagonist, and their lover goes absolutely ballistic, doing everything in their power to protect their lover, and the antagonist has to restrain them, but it doesn't stop this character from trying to get to their lover, doesn’t matter what happens to them, doesn’t matter if they get beaten as long as their lover's safe
"there is beauty in imperfections"
Just a couple of doodles of the best mama bear in the world 💜
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Full pic is available on my patreon 👁️
#queen
#FUCKKKKKK #sirs please kindly fuck me #it doesn't have to be kind idgaf #THEY ARE SO FINEEEEE
"I bequeath you the Belmont Hold."
Oh my God. just fuck and get it over with already. jesus.
SO YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT THE STINKY BASTARD HANDED OVER HIS CHILDHOOD HOME TO THE GOTH DIVA, WHOSE CHILDHOOD HOME LIED ABOVE THE AFOREMENTIONED HOME, AND THEY DID NOT END UP TOGETHER???? (I love Trevor and Sypha, because like, it's Sypha, but COME ON)
I'm everywhere ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ adhd // 23 she/her // infp-intp artist // queer🌈 // multifandom
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