I create a world of finite somethings

My sister was out of town for the WSU game, so I stayed at her house to look after her dog and got to actively thieve an internet connection for a straight eight hours. Meaning I finally got to catch up on Railgun, Genshiken, Titan, and Monogatari. Ohhhhh anime withdrawl finally feels fixed. Now if only I could say the same about TOR.

I talked about action. I’ll probably talk about humor in the future, I guess, although humor is one subject where I doubt I can offer much advice. So, for now, uh, I’ll plow straight into something else. Sex.
c wut i did thar?

One of the first things that, if for some reason you want to write a love scene that’s like my stuff (for whatever strange reason that is) is to do the opposite of Nasu and to avoid saying the names of sex organs as much as you can. I don’t even mean using alternative words. I mean constructing the sentences so that “penis” or “vagina” or similar words don’t come up hrrrrr at all. Almost like an action scene, I think if you get down to that level, you’re kinda doing blow-by-blow hrrrrr accounts and it’s going to come across a little too technical. One of my exes once said that when she read sex scenes, the times that specific organs were called out like that actually turned her off. I sat on that for a while hrrrrryougetthepicture and decided that when I write them, I’d try to aim for the opposite even if I don’t always succeed. So I guess you can thank her for any lack of p0n0s into vag000 that I manage.

Not to say that I don’t include it sometimes, or figure that especially with pwp, sometimes all you want is the down-and-dirty. Which I guess is another point: what language to use with what you’re writing. Like a fighting scene, no two sex scenes are gonna be the same. If there’s some kind of deeper emotional message that’s gonna be communicated, you probably don’t want to focus on organs or bodies at all, sans maybe actions done by the characters that are more than just for titillation. If it is pwp and all you want is to depict two hot characters with chemistry overflowing going at it, well, go for your guttered-mind vocab.

I probably actually need to get over that myself, as I tend not to write characters saying stuff that makes me laugh at imagining them saying, even though with a lot of situations (like Rin Messed Up) they’ve been intimate a lot already and aren’t nearly as shy as I still think they are.

Experience helps, although I guess that’s true for anything. I wrote my first lemon when I was still a virgin and looking at it now, I think that it’s possible that anyone without firsthand knowledge is just going to explain it more, well, factual than visceral. Even if you watch a lot of porn or read trashy books or anything else. It might just be me, but nothing quite compares to the thoughts and awareness I have when there is another living, breathing person that close and exposed and intimate with me and that I’ve tried over time to explore in writing. Despite the fact that it has no actual sex scene in it, What I See was written with that kind of awareness in mind. Shiki’s talk about the sounds of a heartbeat and Rin thinking about hearing people breathe is, while not specifically what I think of during sex, the sort of thing that I’m suddenly a lot more aware of. I can’t help but become aware of how fragile everything is. It wouldn’t surprise me if it would be the same in fighting for one’s life.

It probably helps, too, that I have had three exes that line up really well with Saber, Rin, and Sakura—the one that mentioned the specific organ words turned her off is the Saber of the bunch, at some point I gotta write a story where Saber says something along the lines of “such words are so uncouth” or such—and that’s why I’ve written more with them than the Tsuki or Rakkyo girls.

And here’s the most embarrassing and stupid advice I could probably give you: if you’ve got a partner or someone that this might appeal to, you might try figuring things out over a private messaging service of some kind. Assuming you’re thinking a little more creatively and a little less with your hormones, it might actually kind of work out better as something of a roleplay than basing things completely on real-world experiences (where, really, you should probably not be thinking, while in the middle of sex, “I’m so gonna put this in a story somewhere!”). You can come up with something a little more fantastical or a situation you wouldn’t actually put yourself in, figure out what is and isn’t turning you or your partner on a little more clinically, and probably come up with dialogue or actions one person alone can’t.

…Not that I would have firsthand knowledge of this or anything.

Stupid.