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here's a weird one: when people do the whole "sex is part of life, IT HAPPENS, so i refuse to fade to black" thing.
listen. i write adult scenes. depending on the characters they can be interesting to write, sometimes (not ALL the time, but sometimes) necessary to spurning plot or conflict, if that's the nature of the line and you're writing with someone who knows how to tactfully negotiate that kind of scene. but they're not for everyone; some people are just happier to fade to black. if you feel guilty enough about writing adult scenes that you have to justify it by tacking a self-righteous disclaimer onto your advertised willingness to do so, then maybe you shouldn't be writing adult scenes. or if you're really just in it for the are pee poontang, maybe you should just say so instead of being evasive little e-bullies. i ask you, rp naturalists, where is your bulletpoint of, "i do write bathroom scenes. it's a natural part of life, SHIT HAPPENS, so i refuse to omit it." if being true to human nature and function is so important to you, and we have a storyline, i expect to get posts like this:
"mikaela's stomach had been in knots since the car rolled into the driveway. her anxiety over meeting tristan's family, coupled with his mom's purportedly infamous spicy black bean soup (she'd foolishly requested seconds, in the interest of making a good impression) left mikaela with a tumultuous case of indigestion, the likes of which could only rival her love/hate relationship with thai food. pardoning herself from the table amid his brother's longwinded recap of j.v. semifinals, she absconded to the upstairs bathroom and locked herself inside, barely getting her panties past her knees before her bowels gave way. 'ohhh god,' she groaned, a patina of perspiration coating her furrowed brow as she endeavored to poop as gently as possible, biting her knuckle to keep from crying out any louder as her colon strained against the volume of the load. the relief that flooded through her as her asshole spasmed to signal its finish was soon displaced by panic, the telltale odor of her body's betrayal hanging thickly in the air."
i could easily continue, but i think you get the gist. quit being e-sex supremacists.
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