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[sadmoonface]

Author’s Comments: Disaster in the making

MHA oneshot: (xReader) smut fic. Character: Shigaraki Tomura

I went on a side quest in the last few weeks to teach myself how to write smut. It was unplanned, kind of just decided to write this randomly one weekend.

I was like, I don’t have to work on Monday, why don’t I use this 3-day-long weekend to write a quick 1–2 k words long oneshot (that somehow ended up 7.7k words long, idk how) to try my hand at smut? I was already planning on writing some sex scenes for my other fic TLK (a DazaixReader BSD fic), but I knew I would struggle once it was time to actually write them.

So I wanted to dip my toes in the art, you know, figure out the vocabulary and the expressions I should use, but more importantly, desensitize my shy ass to sex scene writing. I’m not like, a shy, innocent little girl who knows nothing of sex and would never touch it with a ten-foot pole, but I am a bit uncomfortable with the subject. But like, only when it comes from me? Like, anyone else talks sex with me and I’m fine, but you’ll NEVER catch me admitting to wanting to kiss a fictional character, that’s too much for my pure soul (/j).

I ended up stuck at one point when I was writing the first kiss scene and later on when the smut actually began. I was too shy to put my thoughts on paper, so this whole process ended up taking me 3 weeks instead of 3 days. But I powered through it, and once I got into the groove of writing, it wasn’t so bad! But it still felt so damn awkward lmao.

Anyways, enough with my personal struggles with the concept of sexuality. Overall, I think I didn’t do too bad, I’m pretty satisfied with the end result even though there are some things I would change if I were to go back. I think the entirety of the beginning of the fic (flirting with the hero + Tomura’s introduction) could be SIGNIFICANTLY cut down. I think it’s way too long, too much fake plot for my “Porn without Plot” oneshot lmao. It might have been a symptom of my nervousness to write porn, like I was nervous to actually write it so I kept coming up with useless things as a way to push back the thing that made me nervous, you know.

I also think the switch between “these characters are fighting” to “these characters are fucking” is pretty awkward. I did what I could with the whole jealousy thing, I think I could’ve executed it better, but whatever. This was meant as a writing exercise so I could practise a bit, so I guess it’s normal for it to feel weird and clumsy sometimes.

On top of that, I would have liked the 3 different sex acts to be longer. Compared to the beginning of the one-shot (and the never ending make out sesh that was also an attempt at avoiding the smut), it felt pretty short. I personally wouldn’t say it was rushed, since I spent at least 2 weeks on that part only (it’s fine if you disagree with this lmao), but still, it went by pretty fast when I read through the whole thing again at the end.

Anyways, that’s pretty much it for my comments. Even though I struggled quite a bit, I’m really happy to have gotten out of my comfort zone and to have tried out something new. I feel pretty good right now, and I’m ready to jump back on my TLK grind (I’ll try not to make you guys wait too long for another update lmao). I’ll say, working on fics in parallel to my 9 to 5 and my summer class is really hard, but it’s getting better!

Also, here’s a meme I made that perfectly encapsulates something that happened to me while writing this thing:

Asshole did it 3 times in an hour, gave me a heart attack every time (he needed help with his math homework lmao).

Thank you so much for reading these comments, I really hope you enjoyed my work! See you guys later! Much love <3<3<3<3

[ugletamaki]

Author's Comments 2

Hello all owls! 

This is a continuation of the Author's Comments section of the blog. For those who don't know, it's where I comment on moments in the story that I found interesting and discuss them.

Previously, I commented on the first chapters of the story "Game of Life". So if you're interested, start with the first installment, "Author's Comments 1".

However, please note that these comments may be a bit spoilerish. But if you don't care, that's fine with me.

I hope everything goes well for you. Enjoy your reading:

Hmm... Indeed. He's right about that. He'd be a good leader in a game like this, though.

Maybe that was his plan? Who knows?

She spoke great wisdom. I'm proud of her. (But the thing is, I wrote that sentence... Does that mean I praised myself? That's quite an accomplishment).

It was a nice compliment. Way to go!

Hmm, no. I think she's the one who wants to control Kendo like a puppet.

Interesting fact: The thing is, in the original, this sentence was in English. And yes, I'm translating my story from Ukrainian into English. Since I'm studying English and Norwegian now, I decided to translate that English part into Norwegian.

I wish I had the kind of confidence he has. (I don't mean arrogance, I mean adequate confidence.)

Now he's getting cocky. Deka, you're in trouble now. (Actually, it's not the first time this has happened.)

Well, if only it were that simple, Aloya.

Yes, sometimes I too feel like saying something bad to a person who is not behaving well. But in this respect I am quite cultured and try not to say these words out loud. (No one can cancel thoughts.)

Well, you can be good when you want to be good.

I think it's clear why the protagonist was able to get through the door. Since she is clearly not an angel, which can be said for the others as well. Although there are always exceptions to the rule.

Yes... maybe you need to learn to shut your mouth in time. It's your enemy.

And here he is, finally showing his true colors. And of course he won't say who he really is. You think he's that stupid? Even though he's still a teenager.

Yes... That can be said for the world people live in, unfortunately.

They both have suspicions about each other. Only Deka has a different agenda, which is problematic as long as Agora is around.

And she showed her teeth. But she's not exactly your enemy. Though if I were threatened, I'd be afraid of her, too...

Yes, Deka is very lucky to have a girl with a split personality and a crazy girl on the team.

Well, that explains why Agora's looking at Kendo with such relish. She wants to take his heart. Literally!

I don't think those are normal feelings. People don't die after normal feelings.

Oh, the girls are fighting. Now that's a fight to the death.

So much for true brotherly love. Deka would tear everyone apart for him.

That's what I call teamwork.

Yeah, you're the stable people. Hugging in front of a dead person, that's a skill. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Thank you all for reading. It was ugletamaki ~

[wadlow]

Robert Wadlow during the fifth National Forest Festival Grand Parade in Manistee, Michigan. 4 July 1940.

This is one of the last photos known to exist of Wadlow in his final days, taken just 11 days prior to his death on 15 July.

Robert was brought into the festival by Snyder’s Shoes as an ambassador for Peter’s Shoes, of which he wore a size 37AA brand. Prior to leaving Alton, a blister was discovered on his right ankle. The blister, at first, did not create a cause for concern and Robert continued on to Michigan for his scheduled appearances during the festival.

During one of his appearances, Robert had walked a lengthy distance which further irritated the blister due to a faulty, ill-fitting brace. As a result of his legs’ hypoesthesia, Robert was unaware of his worsening blain. He would then become very ill from the infection that ensued and had to sit and wait in the for several hours before the parade began – oblivious of the severity of his ailment.

At the time this photo was taken, Robert was already feeling ill from the symptoms his developing infection was causing. This infection would ultimately result in sepsis. Despite his worsening symptoms, Robert briefly showed signs of recovery at one point but his health quickly declined again. His younger brother and mother would then fly from St Louis to Michigan to see him after learning about his condition.

Robert’s final words, spoken on 14 July, were, ‘The doctor says I won’t get home for the celebration’. This was in reference his grandparents’ golden wedding anniversary on the last day of July. Robert desperately wanted to get home in time for the celebration but the doctor tending to him during his final days told him it would not be possible on several occasions.

In the early morning hours of 15 July 1940, Robert Pershing Wadlow, the world’s tallest man then and ever since, passed away in his sleep.

Despite Robert’s unfortunate and premature death, his life would never go uncelebrated nor forgotten. In 1985, a permanent homage in the form of a life-sized bronze statue was sculpted and erected in his hometown of Alton, Illinois. The statue remains today, commemorating the tragically short life of the world’s tallest man.

[angelic-hellraiser]

Writing Draco as a badass gunslinger in a twisted, macabre world makes me tingle.

[wadlow]

Robert Wadlow amongst libel trial crowd at St Joseph, Missouri, in the case of Wadlow versus Humberd. 1939.

This shot in particular always reminds me of a certain passage from a true-life novel that frequently mentions Wadlow throughout:

‘As I made my way through the throng of spectators down the hall to the staircase, I saw Wadlow and his parents huddled against the wall, talking to a reporter. If not for my size, I would have been stuck in the sea of slow-moving people, all trying to get from the hallway to the street. If not for Wadlow’s size, I never would have spotted him.’

— Excerpt from The Long Shadows by Andrew Erlich.

I wonder if maybe that entry and what follows thereafter – if entirely accurate – is from around the time this moment was captured.

Photography by Robert K. Graul.

[wadlow]

Robert Wadlow at the Alton Centennial. 21–23 July 1937.

In the second image, you are able to see a faint glimpse of Wadlow near the centre of the stand behind the ‘official programme’ notice fixed to the middle post.

Photography by Robert K. Graul.

[a-tellers-tale]

Main Cast Introductions: Veratrix

Veratrix is next! Hatched into the captivity of apes, she was kept as a ‘pet’ by a family of akin to ‘nobility’, mostly for the entertainment of their son. As she grew bigger, she became more of a glorified guard, keeping the poor from their lands. The son she lavished much of her affections on to went to war one day, and never returned - and though she waited for him, his family never dared tell her. 

(art above by @howlsnteeth)

Eventually, after years of neglect, she overheard two apes talking about the loss of the estate’s boy and broke free. She burnt the place to the ground in her grief, and flew north, over the sea and into draconic territory. Catalysta found her, injured and weak, and took her in; mending her wounds, and her broken heart.

She went on to help heal Nix when she arrived, and the two are very close; closer than Veratrix knows how to express. She is known for her massive size and her gentle disposition. She is bilingual, speaking both common Ape-tongue and Draconic.

(art above by EternalFyre413)

Thank you for reading,

R