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How to write smut ?

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writing smut depends on each person's writing style but i think there's something so gut-wrenchingly beautiful about smut when it's not very graphic and vivid. like., would this turn on a reader more?

"he kissed her, pulling her body closer to him."

or this?

"His lips felt so familiar it hurt her heart. His breathing had become more strained; his muscles tensed. She let herself sink into his embrace as his hands flattened against her spine. He drew her closer."

One may like either the top or the bottom one better, but it totally depends on your writing to make it work. Neither is bad, but the second example is more flattering, talking literally.

express one's sensory feelings, and the readers will automatically know what's happening.

writing, "her walls clenched against him, her breath hitching with his every thrust" is better than writing, "she was about to cum".

are some vocabulary you can introduce in your writing:

whimpered, whispered, breathed lightly, stuttered, groaned, grunted, yearned, whined, ached, clenched, coaxed, cried out, heaved, hissed

shivering, shuddering, curling up against one's body, squirming, squirting, touching, teasing, taunting, guiding, kneeling, begging, pining, pinching, grinding,

swallowing, panting, sucking in a sharp breath, thrusting, moving gently, gripped, biting, quivering,

nibbling, tugging, pressing, licking, flicking, sucking, panting, gritting, exhaling in short breaths,

wet kisses, brushing soft kisses across their body (yk where), licking, sucking, teasing, tracing, tickling, bucking hips, forcing one on their knees

holding hips, guiding the one on top, moving aimlessly, mindlessly, sounds they make turn insanely beautiful, sinful to listen to

some adjectives to use: desperately, hurriedly, knowingly, teasingly, tauntingly, aimlessly, shamelessly, breathlessly, passionately, delicately, hungrily

he sighed with pleasure

her skin flushed

he shuddered when her body moved against his

he planted kisses along her jawline

her lips turned red, messy, kissed and flushed.

his hands were on his hair, pulling him.

light touches traveled down his back

words were coiled at his throat, coming out as broken sobs, wanting more

he arched his back, his breath quivering

her legs parted, sinking into the other's body, encircling around their waist.

+ mention the position, how they're being moved around---are they face down, kneeling, or standing, or on top or on bottom--it's really helpful to give a clear picture.

+ use lustful talk, slow seduction, teasing touches, erratic breathing, give the readers all while also giving them nothing. make them yearn but DO NOT PROLONG IT.

sources to refer to for more: (will be updated soon!)

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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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Visual development for Atlantis: The Lost Empire by Marcelo Vignali

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dress blues

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my dream as a fanfic writer is to write a story which people want to talk to me about and send asks about afterwards and discuss things the characters did and the symbolism and meanings behind certain lines and I'll be all "hehe thanks" but irl I'll be in literal tears because I wrote something that means something to someone

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WHAT

— (Varric & Hawke)

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BF of the future meets GF of the past 😆 I couldn't resist, I just had to draw Hawke's reaction to her husband's gilf era jsbjsbjfsk

A friend suggested doing the reverse scenario and I am SO on board!

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Champagne Confessional

“Sweet mother of nugs, would you just fucking tell him already?” Bull yelled from somewhere below them.

“Damn, you’ve told Bull, but not me? I’m wounded, Ky.”

“She didn’t tell me shit, she just makes fuckin’ googly eyes whenever you–-”

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“This world is not one where good only begets good. Greed and power have shattered it more than anything a single person could do. Yet in the face of all the suffering, all the pain of Kirkwall, she stood up, ready to die for people she scarcely knew, time and again, because she knew there was injustice. Marian cared. She could make a difference, and she wanted to. She made each and every one of us a better person by simply existing. My heart aches to see her so filled with self loathing.”

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Guilty Conscience

“Do you really think you have done so much damage to me that I would have preferred a life without you in it?” His voice wavered for the first time since her return.

I may have had some feelings while writing this scene.

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Evie's Significantly Better Day

“You are making it exceedingly difficult for me to propose again, Evelyn.” He grumbled, though there was a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. “Both because you are oblivious and because I very much enjoy when you are on top of me. I shall try to control the urge to ravish you– for now– but you must allow me to do this, hmm? For my sake?”

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varric likes to bootleg his competitors’ romance novels and do dramatic readings

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A Sword or a Staff for your Nightmare?

I may have rewritten what the Nightmare says to Hawke

“Did you think you mattered, Hawke? Did you think that anything you did mattered? You couldn’t save Kirkwall, you couldn’t save Anders, and now you think you’re going to kill a god? A god that you brought forth from his slumber? Fenris is going to die, just like everyone else you have ever loved. It is your fault he is here. If you hadn’t tried to find him, if you hadn’t been so weak, he would have survived a little longer. Instead, you brought him right to my minions. How I will relish in reminding him of everything he has forgotten.”

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Evie Loses It (or: Evie's No Good, Very Bad Day)

Marian has a bad day, Evie has an even worse day, and somehow I still managed to incorporate the one thing I remember from my college tango class ("adornos").

“This sounds like something you would hear in Rialto,” Zevran purred to his love, his hands adjusting. “Do you remember those little adornos I taught you? The–- the thing with the foot?” He waved his foot around to try and remind her.

Evie nodded.

“Use them wherever in the dance it feels right, and follow my lead.”

Ten years was a long enough time to learn another’s cues, and both Evie and Zevran took pride in their ability to communicate without using words. He led, and she followed, adding little flairs whenever it felt appropriate. It was a work of art, and some of the other patrons were starting to take notice. Evie lived for it.

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Bull to Krem at one point: Goldie is sending me signals, I’m telling you

Krem, not believing his own ears: what do you mean ‘signals’ boss she literally kissed you yesterday

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Iron Bull Twitter thread

I just love him man

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Quite possibly some of my favorite dumb things I've ever written.

“Yeah, yeah, we’re fine. Did you run into anything interesting out there?” Varric shot Ky an affectionate smile before he turned to where Marian was waiting. “Besides the biggest leech I’ve ever seen? Not really.” Marian shook her head disappointedly. “Yes, and she was very upset when I insisted she remove it from my back,” Fenris groused as he came into view, holding a bloody linen to his shoulder. “Marian, I told you to leave it in the water–!” Marian held up said leech, such that it couldn’t latch on to her, and was now chasing Fenris around the fire. Varric had to admit, it was the biggest leech he’d ever seen, too. “Don’t you want to give Lady Bites-A-Lot a kiss?” Marian trilled to Fenris. “So help me, Marian–!”