Writing Resources: Smut

Writing Resources: Smut

Writing Resources Masterlist

Fictional Kisses

How to write a kiss

How to write a kiss scene

How to Write Better Smut

How to write romance

List of vocal sounds for smut

More smut words

Quick tips for writing sexual tension

Sexual sentences

Words and phrases to include in sex scenes

Writing sexual tension

The worst part of the series. Reading it was painful, but seeing it live struck me harder than Nanami's death💀💀💀

Honestly Mahito is a character that has to be destroyed at this point because HE TOOK MY FAVORITE AWAY-

Farewell Nobara…Yuji really can’t catch a break😭🥺

The signs were there...but the move wasn't made.

Damn now I want to write a Scisaac fanfic. Or probably, make Scott and Isaac a ship in my The Wings Of An Enigmatic fanfic.

has this been done yet

A NEXUS'S PERIL (Chapter 2 teaser)

He wields his tessen fan together, creating the perfect whirlwind as Yatagarasu's cursed energy synchronizes with his own.

Like a melody of howling winds and crying curses, he smiles in sadistic glee as the tearing and squelching of flesh and blood paint the ground and nearby trees, their wails drowned out by the sibilant hiss of the tessen fans' metal ribs and soft crow feathers.

His tenacity and zeal, visibly seen through his physical form and insane glint within his eyes, outmatch his enemies strengths and numbers. Each curse, a liability of an average person hindering one's value of asset, will no longer see the rising sun or the silver moonlight as they are exorcised for monetary and principle values.

He ends the raging whirlwind, twirling his left fan teasingly, then suddenly pivoting it above, the metal sounds hitting and chopping off every other curse who survived the typhoon onslaught of Yatagarasu, each of them wail and cry as purple blood seeps out of them and smoke envelops their forms. The means of a completed exorcism of a curse.

Sai Sai sticks his hand out awaiting his alluring cursed tool to come back to him like a boomerang. It's shattering metal sounds that whipped the atmosphere instantly silenced just as the base and feathers touch his hand. He observes the nature scenery before him in the moonlight, the forest covered in purple matter as the deceased curses' only trace of remnants.

He smiles in amusement, wordlessly taking out his phone and snapping a picture of his assignment as evidence of his completed mission.

Sai Sai stares at his marvelous work of execution, not batting an eye to the violence he committed against a bunch of spiritual beings he deems as cockroaches. He inhales, taking in the sweet scent of wisteria, oak and chrysanthemums, while the pleasant summer breeze flows through his hair and torso.

And then, he exhales "When is a door not a door? When it is ajar..."

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