#2 am thoughts
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What has happened to smut?
I'm not against smut, I read it and I write it, but I've noticed a shift in how differently it's written.
Starting 10 years ago, in former fandoms and a former mindset, I posted fics on Tumblr frequently and had several friends who also wrote and posted their works. Back then, smut was more like an erotic novel, filled with emotive plots and scenarios that really drenched the imagination. The sex scenes weren't really graphic or blunt, using more subtle descriptions and built on the emotions of the scenes.
I took a long break about 6 years ago due to deaths in the family and a lack of time/energy/motivation but returned a year ago (or almost a year ago) because I got sucked into another fandom. In that time, things seem to have changed.
Now, smut is extremely blunt and the descriptions are very graphic. Cunt was rarely used, now it's every other word. It's not that it's a problem for me (though I'm personally not a fan of descriptions of bodily fluids), but when writing sex scenes, I was always taught that the choice of words set the tone. For example, if it's an emotional love-making scene, you would never use words like 'his veiny cock pounded the spongy spot inside her sopping cunt'. Something like that works if it's a desperate shag against the nearest surface, but not in a romantically charged scene. And it's all very repetitive. Out of 50 smut fics I've read, I'd guess that 47 of them used the same descriptors.
Just this morning, I started reading a fanfic about how, after years of working alongside each other, the female protagonist confesses her feelings to her male coworker, who had also been in love with her for years. I won't be specific about the plot, because that's not fair, but I was absolutely sucked in by the beautiful writing and the emotional scenes. But then their 1st time sleeping together... It went from Gone With the Wind to Debbie Does Dallas in 10 seconds flat. It was jarring to say the least and I'm sorry to admit, but it put me off reading the rest of it.
As I say, I'm not against smutty scenes in fics and I'm not exactly the most vanilla of people when it comes to my own sex life and I probably come across as preachy, but it's a genuine curiosity as to what has brought about this change in how people write now.
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It's giving 2 am sadness time
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I tell myself to sleep, but I don't.
Also tweening is much harder than I thought but I am trying :3
I'm also working on the requests in my inbox :>
It's 2 am, I seriously need to sleep.
#2 am thoughts#2 am ramblings#bro i need to get better sleep#I'm up bc my dogs had to use the bathroom#2 am and i still don't have my shit together 💔
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the love I have for creepypastas is so real that everyone would notice my childhood wasn't great
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I think Michael’s loneliness (which dates as far back into childhood) stemmed from (1) being protected and shunned too much by his parents, management, Motown, fame itself and because I think Michael was confronted in his early years as an adult, to recognize that he’s “different“ and will always be “othered“ because of it.
#2 AM thoughts#as someone who struggles with loneliness and isolation too (because of difference reasons tho) I can relate to him#you feel like something is inherently wrong with you#and you try to live a normal life and to connect with people#but you can never really open up to them#cause people judge#especially him#:(
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You know, if you think about it a little strangely, then inviting a romance-repulsed aromantic to a wedding is a bit like inviting a nun to an orgy.
It’s just gonna end up with a bunch of people having a good time while getting stared at by a confused, horrified person who has no idea what is even happening or why everyone is so happy about it.
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its kinda crazy how The Naturals was a last resort bcs i couldnt find the book i was acc looking for so I js bought it since i heard it was good 😭
#2 am thoughts#2 am on a school night thoughts..#i already have an incident report filed for my tardiness heh#heh.. 😅🙁😔#fourkayteeare.txt
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3/12/25, 2:45 AM
I’m sick of trying to convince myself that I don’t actually know pain.
That I’m not suffering when my body reacts as if I’m dying every day.
As if I’m going off to battle.
Every time I get in my car.
Every time something actually fills my schedule.
It sounds dramatic, and it is.
Like I’m hyperbolizing, but I’m not.
I’m even still left in disbelief by the way I try to describe it.
But the things my body has done to me:
Vision blacking out.
Violent tremors.
Cold sweats and hot flashes.
Vomit.
Wails of agony.
Unable to sleep or eat.
My brain telling me to physically claw my way out, to beg and bargain.
Pacing mindlessly because there’s nothing else I can do.
Over such trivial, universal things:
Being a passenger in a car.
Going to the store.
An eye doctor appointment.
Over things that are supposed to bring joy:
Meeting a friend.
Going to a wedding.
A baby shower.
The movies.
A restaurant.
For coffee.
Or just trying something new.
No different from how I felt in the worst moments of my life:
The morning we had to put our dog down.
When I found out my dad’s cancer was back.
When my sister got the phone call that our uncle had died and I heard her sobs from the other room.
I’m sick of pretending that I don’t know pain when the worst type of pain is feeling it over nothing at all.
Over having to get out of bed.
Over having to leave the house.
Over a change in the weather.
Over another day.
And not knowing why.
Just knowing that it’s the way it is.
That maybe it’ll be this way forever.
And having to choose to live in it anyways.
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If i may be real(tm) for a moment... anyone else a hardcore masker?
So i've never been diagnosed as autistic, i dont even go to therapy but i for SURE mask. I don't want to, I recently went on a date (my first in 5 years) and I just felt fake the entire time, like I was a shell of a person.
She even breifly brought up lovecraft and I couldn't even speak! Fuckmylife lol
Gonna try for a second date with her and this time REALLY force myself to try amd "be myself" but being "myself" is what got me in this hardcore masking state to begin with😭
#2 am thoughts#gonna regret this later haha#possibly autistic#i don't mean to like hyjack the austistic label but more and more i realize i might be#and i dont like it#dating#advice#delete later#masking
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2 am canned soup goes incredibly hard
Just had some cheesy jalapeño burger soup, and I ascended this mortal form
Soup, then sleep
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Brain: What if... Angels. But cenobites. With bird heads? Me: *Sleep deprived. Listening to Rusty Lake OST @2 AM* ... Go On.
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so funny bc it's almost 2 am for me and i have suddenly this weird hype that i want to go to gym, start working out, eat more heatlhy, maybe choose some martial arts and all of this will disappear (like my father should) second i wake up in the morning when only thing i wamt is get even more sleep and cry that i have to go to work on monday
i feel like this for real tho this time as every single time
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maturity is realising paddy was better off with richie
no but once you watch the last episode of the second season and then right after that the movie? i think it just makes so much sense
kevin and he were never going to work out. at all
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2am observation and ramblings: it's very interesting to me the difference in how wealth is projected across sports (that I pay attention to). Likely has something to do with how the sport wants itself to be perceived.
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just spent an hour writing down and manifesting what i envisioned the next six months looking like, what i expect out of a soulmate, and what i need out of myself…. locked in one could say
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