#and that it may be just a kink for you but ive seen lots of posts on here

[implied-divinity]

im feeling sappy tonight. shoutout to the baby tboys begging to be forcemasced. one day you will become the man you want to be. within the kink its wonderful when another man grabs you by the shoulders and pushes you headfirst in. its wonderful to share in the joy he felt when he started. in reality know youre afraid. it takes guts to let yourself be who you want. dont take your feelings lightly and let yourself explore. you are not alone but its also up to you. take care. much love.

[romana-after-dark]

Keep Running, Little Bunny!

Dark!Logan Howlett x fem!reader

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Summary: Logan takes you, but gives you a chance to escape... what isn't he telling you?

Warnings: NON CON DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT!!!! Logan is a masochist and a bit of a sadist but def more into the pain. Feral!Logan, primal kink, THIS IS NON NON, READER AND LOGAN GET SLICED UP! I'm not listing everything here, just please read with caution! Physical and sexual violence! Somno!

Immersivity: Reader is fem, afab, able bodied

A/N: first time writing Logan!!! Im obssed with him after deadpool wolverine but the only other Wolverine movie ive seen was that really bad one in like japan or something lmfao. I do wanna watch them all now (Oscar Isaac is in apocalypse!) This may not be the most correct but I'm trying. Lemme know if you wan more Logan!

Divider by @xxbimbobunnyxx

Im late but I wanted to do the manspreading for the manspreading olympics by @toxicanonymity

"You're a hard girl to get a hold of, princess."

Logan is sitting across from the bed you've woken up in, in a chair with his legs spread wide. You can see the bulge in his pants from how he touched you, caressing your sleeping body as you slowly woke up from whatever you were given. His hands slid up your loose shorts, a single finger slipping in and out of your hole, making sure the first words you woke up to were, "Are you always this wet?" with his hot breath fluttering on your skin.

Slowly, the memories began to come to you: how you fought and kicked and screamed as Logan tried to drag you away, him shoving the chloroformed rag in your mouth until you passed out gagging... 

Now here you were, watching him as he palmed his hardness in front of you.

"i thought X-men were good guys." You spit, arms crossed over your chest as you watch him touch himself.

He shrugs with a little smirk on the right side of his face. "I wouldn't call myself a good guy. Never have. Saving the world is one thing... but I think I'm owed a little something on the side."

You laugh at that, a bark of a laugh that signals the disbelief that he's actually speaking to you right now, saying such things. "I don't owe you shit!"

"Maybe not. Doesn't matter though, because I'm gonna let you go." Logan groans, stroking a long, hard drag down the line of his cock in his pants.

This makes you narrow your eyes, suspicious. "What do you mean?"

"I'm gonna let you go. Gonna let you make a run for it. Here." He tosses a knife to the bed, making you flinch but then you quickly grab it, eyeing him. He's still touching himself, but with an agonized sigh he lets go. You wonder if he was close... Logan stands up, opening the door to the small, one room cabin and letting you see the trees outside. "Half a mile west there's a road. Not used a whole lot but someone is bound to come by, pick you up. I'll give you a head start, and you can use that knife on me. You can kill me if you try hard enough. Little fighter like you, might even be able to get the slip on me."

You blink. This can't be real. "This is a trick, isn't it... you're gonna punish me for running, or, or for stabbing you..."

Logan shakes his head, gesturing out to where the sun was setting fast. "Nope, won't punish you for that. Just like a challenge, that's all."

"There's... there a catch, isn't there... something you aren't telling me."

For a moment his face is still, like he's trying to put on a poker face. Then, a smile breaks. "I've never been a good lair. yeah, there's something I'm not tell'n yuh, bub, but really, what choice do you have?"

As you rise from the bed, he stands back. You hold out the knife, and he keeps his hands up, palms towards you... his face was almost condescending... but what choice did you have. Once you back away several steps, you turn around and make a run for it. You weren't exactly sure his powers, but given his name was wolverine you were fairly certain speed was one of them.

"I'll count down from 100!" Logan calls after you, his voice starting to sound distant. "100... 99...98... keep running little bunny! 97... 96..."  You faintly hear the 95 before you're out of earshot, running as fast as your legs can take you through the woods. Jumping over logs and stumbling down hills, you run more than you have since your high school made you do a mile, your out of shape body struggling to take in oxygen. Tree branches smacked your face, leaves wet with dew, the little sticks drawing blood on your cheek but you don't dare stop, not for a second. 

Something zooms past you nearby, a rustling of bushes an the faint sound of '10' in your ear, before all goes still again. You're close, you have to be.

'5'

Shit, shit. You grip the knife in your fist as you try to pick up speed, tired legs carrying you as fast as they'll go but it's not enough.

Logan is in front of you, a broad smile on his face and hands gripping your shoulders to stop you. "One." 

You scream, stabbing him in the rib cage expecting him to shout in pain but instead he moans in pleasure. No time to process this, you kick him in the dick and shove him over, making a run for it again, but Logan grabs your foot, causing you to fall face first into the dirt and grass. Strong arms yank you, despite crawling as nothing, and suddenly you are under him. 

"No!" You try to get away, but he's too strong, too quick, pinning your hands down and he looms over you.

"Pretty little bunny... running so fast..." Logan cocks his head to the side. "Not quite fast enough, eh?" Leaning down, Logan licks a stripe up your cheek, tasting the blood on your face. "Tasty little bunny..."

Your hand with the knife continues to be pinned down, Logan bracing his entire weight on your wrist while he undoes his pants, freeing his cock from the restraints. The throbbing member lay heavy against your thigh, a size you can only guess from the feeling and for a moment you think he's going to take off your shorts the same way. Then, Logan placed his knuckles at the base of your shorts and suddenly there's a stinging, sharp pain running up your leg and to your waist.

"Fuck!!!" No one is around to hear you screaming, no one except Logan who thrust his fist out, tearing your shorts and underwear to literal shreds.

When cock is thrust into you, you can't even scream anymore as the sounds get lodged into your throat, trapped in there just as you are now, his body caging you.

"Fuck'n tight there, princess. Is that fear, or is that all you?" You respond with a slap to his face which only makes him fuck you harder. "Aha, I think that's all you, baby doll, you were soaking my fingers earlier. Creamy little pussy ready to squirt on a strangers hands."

"FUCK YOU!"

"You want me dead?"

"Yes!"

He releases your sore hand, but the knife still lays next to it. "Take your shot, why dontcha?"

Thinking fast, you grab the handle again and with a scream, you plunge it into his neck.

To your surprise he just grins broadly. What the fuck is wrong with him.

Again, again, again, you stab the knife into different parts of his body as he stabs between your legs, fucking with more more intensity, with loud moans, closer and closer to his release. His gruff pants in your ear mirror your screams, listening to Logan moan and groan and whimper as he ravages your helpless body when you realize... he likes it. He likes it and the wounds are healing as fast as you can cut him. 

"Pretty bunny..." He chuckles lowly, his hand gripping your sides so hard it feels like a pinch, your fragile non-mutant body nothing but a plaything for him. With a loud growl, Logan cums inside you, filling you up as he continues to fuck him cum inside you, streams of hot cum flooding inside you. How was he still hard? Movements begin to slow, but your exhaustion begins to take it's toll on you, giving up harming him and simply taking it. "That's it... that's my good girl. Give in to me, little bunny. Let me have you... I can make it so good." Logan thrusts up into you, hitting something so devastating and deep no one has before, his rough hand sliding to your center to caress your bud.

"I don't want it to be good..." You cry weakly, even as pleasure builds down in you.

"Sure yuh do... c'mon, pretty girl you can give it to me... don't fight it, it's useless. You're mine now, my bunny... cum for me..." Logan's demeanor changes, suddenly indulgent and begging, his facial hair tickling your skin as he nuzzles your neck. "Wanna feel it... Wanna feel my sweet bunny coming on my cock... becoming mine..." You can't fight it anymore, the thick stretch on him, his skilled hands, the sleepiness clouding your rational... and he feels it too. "There we go... that's my girl, all mine, huh? You're mine now my pet... yeah... all mine..." It was painfully delicious, the way he made you feel, how his hands seemed to know you so intimately... 

Then that chloroformed clothe was on your mouth again, his cock still buried hard inside you. You didn't fight this time, letting the release of sleep take you. 

Slowly, Logan began to grind his hips into your body again, his hands claw extending again as they slipped under your shirt. No cuts this time, only a few nicks before he shredded your shirt now, leaving you in tattered clothes as he felt you up. Logan's mouth was at your ear. "Can't have you fighting me this time, little bunny. I'm gonna get to know this sweet body, I'm gonna lean everything it likes..." He cups your breasts, tweaking at a bare nipple. "Gonna take good care of you."

As you fall asleep, you can hear a car driving nearby.

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[dipperscavern]

STARK SIZE KINK STARK SIZE KINK STARK SIZE KINK!

No one in the world could convince me that the stark bloodline is not half giant or something. Idk how they thought giants didn’t exist for years when the stark men were RIGHT THERE! On how tall cregan is… Do not tell me he isn’t 6’5-6’7 because george r.r. martin whispered it into my ear last night. He loooooooooves how tall he is compared to you, he relishes in just towering over you and watching your eyes get all big as you look up. He doesn’t even mean to be freaky wit it… he just thinks you are the sweetest little thing he has ever seen. Whenever he is with you out in public he likes to keep you nice and flush to his side so that if anything may happen, or if you are to fall victim to the northern cold, he may hold you close to protect you from whatever may befall you. He scares off everyone around you like a big scary bodyguard. He likes being close to you in general, loves the feeling of having your relatively small figure in contrast to his much larger one. When he beds you it is much worse really. Expect that he will crowd your personal space and leave you no air to breathe. Face all up in the crook of your neck, his big arms all-encompassing as he makes you feel aaaallllllllllllllll of him.

There are two walls in the north, The Wall™️ and cregans big backed body okay You Have To Just Think About It… He has been hardened by the trials of war and the duties that come along with being warden of the north. Nothing comes easy to anyone living that far up the hemisphere. That being said, he is muscular. Incredibly ripped and skilled with his sword (🤫). Just a big brute of a man, who is freakishly tall, and is casually dressed in pelts that are inches thick to shield him from the northern wind. If you squint he’s built like a roblox character… And do not think i forgot that time you mentioned how he would assert his dominance by backing you into a wall and just reminding you of who he is by just standing there and letting you soak it all in (🤫). You might think of him of your kind and lovely doting husband, but at the end of the day he is Lord Cregan Stark and you will know it before the end. The end being when he realizes you like the size difference a little too much and has you on your back against your soft blankets in no time with his [REDACTED] at the cusp of pushing into you (he likes to press down on your stomach once its fully inside btw) (how else do you think he got all those fuckass kids).

p.s. his dick is the ‘Ice’ of dicks :///

lots to think about… lots to ponder… (same anon as the possessive starks ask <3)

U CALLING CREGAN BIG BACKED LMFAOO. and him pressing down on your stomach…. oh my god. his dick being the ive of dicks is so… gods. he has to prep you good to be able to take him. i literally… don’t even have anything else to add this is all perfect. i can only push the message further.

[i gesture to this ask] FEAST YOUR EYEs

(cregan size kink drabbles coming to your screen soon)

[aluciahaz]

may i just say that your character writing is AMAZING! i honestly don’t check up on your blog a lot but when i do i’m left SHAKING because your shit is soooo hot.

Anyways i humbly come requesting mommy kink with vox because you know i’m all about that. he’s so desperate for validation and scared of rejection i feel like he’d be weeping at a domme mommy type reader. Anyways, do what you want with this!

once again i love your work! sincerely, bimbo <3

oh my god it's one of my favorite writers on tumblr🦅 thank you so much for the compliment it means a lot 😭 also i loved writing this ive desperately needed more vox asks! hope you enjoy! (kinda went ham on metaphors 💀 mb)

greed never stops

—vox x f!reader

—includes: overstim, tons of crying, begging, light bondage

vox was a walking, living(?) juxtaposition.

he’ll go barking orders to his subordinates, control most situations with smooth, quick thinking, and command his business with an iron fist.

but with you, the other side of his screen is on full display. his vulnerable, attention-desperate, failure-fearful self. you’ve seen it enough times to notice how it seeps into his daily life. how his control is really just a mechanism to take hold of his vulnerability, hiding it behind a mess of steel wires to make anyone who would try and reach it get tangled in its grasp.

but the moments he lets you untangle his facade, allowing you to see his true self, he feels free. even if most of the time it was during more intimate moments in the night. it was where he could truly indulge in his unfamiliar desires, crying and begging for the validation he was always seeking.

and you were the one he needed it from.

your praise was one of the highest in the hierarchy of compliments, making him feel like he was burning up, frying his brain in a way that made him feel like he’s short-circuited, but the feeling of fuzziness was intoxicating. he could never give up the taste of your compliments.

“come on, aren’t you a good boy? you can hold out for a little longer.”

those words were like rich liquor, and vox was an eager drinker. it swirled his thoughts into a never-ending spiral, and he could only cry in response as you touched his face with a gentleness that rivals an angel’s.

“b-but, mommy—!” he sobs as your fingers drive into him for what seems the thousandth time, his voice module starting to struggle as he tries to speak.

“oh?” you raise your eyebrow, feigning shock before narrowing your eyes, pressing him further down the sheets in disdain. is he still being ungrateful?

“but what, huh? don’t tell me you need more already! you’re such a greedy fucking slut,” you spit out, watching his eyes shoot open from the whiplash of your cruel words. “maybe i should stop—,”

“NO! nono, please! no! i’m sorry—!” he keens as your fingers slowly start to slip out of him, the sound so indecent it makes him shiver.

he pushes his hips up into your hand, trying to follow them only for your other hand to shove his hips back down on the sheets, your fingers twisting nearly all the way out before ramming back in, curling in wickedly that seems to shut him up briefly as he catches a breath that ran away.

vox weeps, unable to do anything else as his claws rip into the mattress, his legs shake and tremble as though they weren’t practically crushing you before. he seems so fragile at this moment, yet you knew he could take much more.

he just didn’t deserve it.

he whines and screams at your touch, tears starting to fall down his pretty little face as the small amount of dignity he had seems to get lost, overrun by your torturous fingers and unyielding pleasure that shoots through his body like a current.

“mommy—ha—please jus—zz—t fuck me, oh, god!” his head drops back down onto the pillows as your fingers wrap around his weeping cock, making his back arch as he sobs out noncoherent pleads. it’s beautifully pathetic.

his legs, weak and feeble, were strewn across the bed with previous markings trailing up his inner thigh, his neck even more decorated with a necklace of red, the glimmer of sweat that covers his whole body making those bites shine similar to crude rubies.

his hands, now tied with his own wires behind the bed (he charges there before he goes to sleep) were sullied with crimson from the tightness of the metal around his wrist, but not as bright crimson as his eyes, which flashed with bright red hearts intermittently. it was always a pleasant surprise, and a sign that he fucking loved this. no matter how much he complained at the start, his eyes spoke the truth.

which is why now, as you replace your fingers with his favorite strap, you know he’s absolutely overjoyed as those beating hearts seem to overtake his pupils once more, pulsating with a hypnotizing spiral.

“finally—! oh—zzz—FUCK!” his last word is practically inaudible with the airiness in his voice, his tone starting to distort, yet, your pace was slow. shallow, even. tears of frustration started to form at the ends of his eyes, his whines more pitiful as he tries to fuck himself back on your strap, only to be stopped by your sturdy grip on his hips.

“what do you say, vox?“ you asked, irritation slipping into your voice. how could he still be so ungrateful? but, he catches on fast, looking up at you with round, glossy eyes.

“thank you! thank—thank you, mommy!” he stumbles out before you switch up your pace instantly, brutally ramming into him just how he likes it. it makes him unable to fathom he could have been known to be anything but yours, surrendering his well-built persona to you. all of it, for your praise.

“such a good boy.”

those words were priceless, but he always ends up trying to buy them with obedience. and even though he’s successfully checked out with such praise, they still have the same effect on him every time.

he shudders and wails with ruined pitch, his screen flickering in and out of error messages and his lovely expression as he gets his reward. there was just something so satisfying about earning your praise.

sure, he can buy pretty much anything, and yes, he can get people to kneel at his feet, but he can’t cry without shame, or indulge in his true desires of being completely wrecked with soft words and fast hips with anyone. no, it could only be you. and even if he practically has everything under his hands, he will always be greedy for your affection, begging, screaming for a chance to have it set his whole body ablaze with its foreign warm feeling.

it makes him lost. no matter how much intelligence vox has, he always finds himself unable to search his way out of the feeling of pure lust overtaking his senses when you fuck him with abandon, his need to keep face seemingly never being there in the first place as tears make him short-circuit, and pleads for you to never stop. he doesn’t want to leave this labyrinth of carnality. he wants to stay lost in it forever.

it’s why even after he cums with a high-pitch sob so loud you thought his volume module broke, he kept weeping incoherently as the lights flicker in the room, his legs practically numb. and finally, he looks up at you, sniffling and choking on his words he’ll pretend to regret the next morning.

“m-more. please, mommy—! AH!” his whole body jolts as you heed his wishes, leaving him to fall back into the pleasure that he craves. he babbles on and on with thank yous and nonsensical sentences, the night seeming to become never-ending even with daybreak inching closer and closer.

vox is unable to speak at the end, and god does everything fucking hurt. his arms ache and his legs are definitely going to be an issue when he has to walk. there are marks all over his skin that will never see the light of day, yet be around for plenty of nights.

but you both know he’ll come back for more. his greed is an unquenchable thirst, and your praise is the only fountain that seems to satiate it, even if only for a little while.

(i totally didnt forget to tag)

tags: @xx-all-purpose-nerd-xx @mvskedxrtist @drlucichen @luciferspetduck

[hcsarchive]

BOXER IV

nct dream x reader (ft. hint of the boyz)

details ␥ fem!reader x boxer!jaemin x boss!haechan jisung and jeno crumbs

genre ␥ series, smut with a plot, fluff, lil angst +

warnings ➠ explicit language, overstimulation, flirty banter, praise kink, corruption kink, dry humping, violence, drinking, reader is sexualized a lot, food. ~ if there is more please let me know ~ *some may not be included in all parts*

synopsis: You went to a hidden boxing match and stumbled into some door which led you to be investigated. Before you know it, the leader of the organization wants to keep you for himself but so do his most famous boxers. Haechan is out of town and the more you and Jaemin are alone, the more you get confused.

*not proofread*

The food arrived and everyone is sitting on the living room floor. You are sat between Jeno and Jaemin, they start arguing about double dipping while you’re in between double dipping.

“Double dipping is technically you kissing me in the lips” Jaemin says to Jeno. He rolls his eyes “No it’s not dude, plus you hook up with more girls than everyone else does so, why are you concerned”

Your smiles drops and your heart hurts a little hearing that. Jaemin has treated you better than any boyfriend you’ve had and these past days he has made you feel like he is your world. Is it stupid of you to fall for him in less than week right? or are you just looking for a rebound.

You lean over to grab another wing from the basket. You scoot closer to Jeno since Jaemin was being awfully close to you and after that comment you want to start distancing yourself. Jaemin side eyes you and look down at your thighs which are now in contact with Jeno's instead of his.

“Y/n can you help me get the drinks from the fridge” Jaemin says.

“Sure” you set your food down and stand up to follow him.

Once you enter the kitchen Jaemin starts to corner you. “What was that” Jaemin asks, you’ve never seen that look in his face. It is like starring back at Haechan all over again. Jaemin looking at you with disgust while having a smile to his face adds more terror to it. “What do you mean” you did not do something insane for him to act like that and you did not think he would react at all.

“You leaning and pointing your ass up for Jeno to see and basically wanting to be on top of him. I understand why Haechan is allowed to touch you and even then it bothers me?”

“i didnt even mean-“

“Am i not enough” Jaemin puts his arms on your shoulder.

“Well clearly i’m not enough” you scoff at him.

“Do you want more attention?” Jaemin asks.

“Haechan won’t like that” you say.

“I’m not asking what Haechan would want. I’m asking what you would want” his hands snake down to your waist. “I don’t know” you pull away.

“Fine princess, let’s go play a little drinking game” Jaemin takes out bottles of beer and hands you a bottle of vodka.

You are nervously walking slow.

All the bottles are on the coffee table and the food is cleared off. Jaemin is intensely starring at you “y/n got all pretty for us tonight”-he pours a shot to hand to you “so in reward you can go first” he smiles but not the warm smile you’re used to.

“DSSD- Drink. Strip. Snake. or. Dare. You pick one S and one D”

“Snake?” you ask

“Snake is basically truth. You are the snake telling your secrets” Jeno says.

“I don’t want to play” Jisung says.

“Come on it’ll be fun. Y/N don’t you want Jisung to be here” Jaemin caresses your arm.

“I don’t even want to play you’re scaring me” you whine.

“He just gets like that during drinking games” Jeno shrugs.

“Ok y/n DSSD what is your first choice” Jaemin pours more shots.

“I’ll do drink and snake” you are trying to be safe and keep as much clothes as possible before you ‘snake’ too much out. You shoot the cold liquid down your throat.

“Let’s make this round easy, have you ever dyed your hair” Renjun asks before any of the boys attack you.

“Renjun” Jeno and Jaemin whine on key while Jisung tries to hide his laugh.

“I have! dark green, pink, and grey” you smile.

“I’m next” Jaemin rolls his eyes.

“I pick Dare and Strip” Jaemin takes off his hoodie leaving him still with a shirt “Y/n pick my dare” he says to you from across the circle.

“I dare you to show us your worst picture in your camera roll” you don’t know how weird or crazy their dares are so you just go with a safe option.

“That is so easy” he scrolls for like 20 seconds and shows everyone a picture of him in a koala costume. “You guys are being so soft, Jeno I’m picking your two”

“Fine, Drink and Snake” Jeno says and chugs his shot.

“Boo i guess just one. When was the last time you fucked someone” Jaemin says.

“Ehh like a month ago?” Jeno says.

“That is too long for you” Jisung says.

“Shut up you haven’t even touched a woman” Jeno hisses at Jisung and his smile dies down "shut up" he mumbles'.

“Renjun you’re up next” Jeno smacks Renjun’s shoulder. “Ouch you need to remember you’re boxer. your smacks are like boulders” he punches Jeno not even moving him an inch.

“I pick Drink and Strip” Renjun drinks and takes off his beanie.

Everyone turns to Jisung and he sighs “Drink and Strip” Jisung takes off a sock and drinks.

It is now your turn again “Drink and Snake” you say.

“Same snake question I asked Jeno” Jaemin sits back.

“Three weeks ago maybe?” you say thinking of the last time Sunwoo actually cared to stay the night.

“wait Haechan hasn’t fucked you?” Jeno blurts out. you nod no, not thinking much of it.

“Then what did we hear before?” Jisung said. You turn red realizing why they are confused “he keeps edging me as a punishment from the start” you mumble.

“Do you like that?” Jeno asks, his heart is racing he cannot contain his fanboy heart.

“Maybe” you says.

“Damn” they all say under their breaths.

You drink the glass that is in front of you.

A couple rounds and drinks go by and the rest are funny dares and random snakes. Renjun decided to leave early since he has to go pick up Haechan tomorrow. Everyone is a bit tipsy including yourself “I’m cold” you crawl to Jaemin and sit on his lap, forgetting that you were supposed to be mad at him. The guys stop talking and laughing when they see you guys.

“Oh” you were about to get off but Jaemin pulls you down. “It’s ok” he puts his arms around your waist.

“Who’s turn is it?” Jisung asks asks.

“Mine” you raise your hand “strip and dare" Jaemin whispers into your ear. "strip and dare," you say- you're tipsy and his touch is making you feel like he is in control.

You were about to take off your sock as your first strip but he moves your hand to your waistband. “you do it” you hide your blushing face on his chest. He lifts you up a little with one hand and pulls your shorts off with his other hand. Jaemin pats your thighs and goosebumps form onto your skin. “I told you I was cold” you face forward and lay back on Jaemin’s rock hard chest.

“I am doing strip and drink” Jaemin says “pass me a shot princess” you scoot off of him to the coffee table and get him his glass.

Jaemin is now shirtless and you smirk back him then get the vodka bottle instead. “open up” you sit on his lap facing him this time and grab his throat as you pour the vodka into him. The liquid drools down his chin, to his bare chest.

“oops sorry” you run your hands down his chest.

“lick it off” he says, “they’re watching us” you whisper.

“even better” he leans back on the welt of the couch.

You turn around to see them starring at your exposed ass that is being held by Jaemin. “I already have a bad reputation” you whisper, then wipe the excess with his shirt and sit back down.

“Jeno your turn” you smile at him. “Umm Dare and Strip” Jeno has already taken off his hoodie, both socks, and compression sleeves.

“Take off your shirt and let y/n do a belly shot on you” Jaemin says, he still is not letting go what he said in the kitchen which caught you off guard. You do not mind doing what he said but knowing that Jeno has not been the most comfortable around you, makes you a bit uneasy.

You get off of Jaemin's lap and move next to Jeno. He is still sitting still not saying a word. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to” you say stopping him from taking off his shirt.

He sits up to his knees and is now closer to you, he takes off his shirt. Jeno has a more sculpted body with veins drawn across his arms, which drives you crazy. “Do you want to?” you wish they were more controlling like Sunwoo and Haechan, them asking you if you are comfortable-throws you off every time.

“I want to” you poke his belly button to make him less nervous but he not doing a very good job.

After all you are the girl he gets off to

a/n reminder that y/n posts herself on twt and other platforms. Jeno has been a lovely gifter for a while but you don't know that

Your eyes that he once looked through a screen are now looking into him and only him.

The soft pillowy thighs he imagines between his dick are layers away from the real thing.

it’s only a body shot - he says to himself to calm down.

“Lay down” you say normally. As for Jeno he is having flashbacks of the things you shouted in those videos. Your cold fingers press down on Jeno’s chest, he’s heavily breathing. “I’ll be quick” you say in a calm tone not knowing why someone like him would be nervous about someone touching him.

You pour the liquid in between his abs and his belly button. Your mouth hovers over the button and you suck in the liquid, licking the remaining of the alcohol that is wandering around, moving the base of your tongue through the crevices of his abs.

“Why did you lick his and not mine” Jaemin says offend as if he didn’t assign the dare "this was part of the game" you smile.

You stop licking Jeno and grabs his shirt to wipe him up. He doesn’t stop making eye contact which distracts you from looking at Jaemin.

“Jisung isn’t whining or complaining so maybe he deserves the attention- just how you assumed i wanted attention. I’m putting on a show now” you throw one leg over Jeno still remaining the eye contact with him. He swallows his saliva.

“He is already hard” you point at Jisung and then looking under the coffee table where he thought he was safe.

You sit down on Jeno and feel his hard member “so are you” you lean over to be face to face to him.

“This was your plan all along right? or was it not?” you look at Jaemin and he is pissed.

“Get off of him” Jaemin scans you over Jeno and clears his throat to catch Jisung’s attention.

Jisung is fidgeting and becoming desperate. “This wasn’t my plan but you got these two drooling. But do i want to see my pretty girl finally be rewarded and not punished by my friends” Jaemin’s words made you freeze up, you did not expect to go with your joke.

“no more dssd, go on” Jaemin says.

“This isn’t a good idea” Jisung says rubbing his face nervously.

“Y/n do you actually want to do this” Jeno asks covering his face because he is fully red, you are on top of him- making him whimper every time you move.

You hesitate because this is all too sudden.

Will this ruin their friendship?

What will happen if Haechan finds out?

What if he is watching us right now?

at the same time…

you have been eyeing these three since the start. The tension Jeno has or still has around you and Jisung’s lingering stare.

and Jaemin-

He is not pushing you off but he does look too happy.

He is everything you ever wanted and tonight he is showing a different side of him which makes you want him more.

“I do” you get off of Jeno and go over to Jisung. “Dont worry about Haechan tonight” you take his hands off of his eyes.

“You don’t have to do anything with me. I can just watch” Jisung says while struggling to make eye contact.

“But I want to, would you let me” you grab his hands and face him to you. Jisung looks at Jaemin and Jeno, they're now sitting on the couch all angry.

“Don’t look at them. Right now it’s just you and me” you say caressing his cheek.

“No wonder you get punished, you never listen” Jaemin says.

“we can ditch them” you whisper but loud enough for them to hear.

“Yeah right, you were begging for me earlier” Jaemin scoffs and you roll your eyes.

“What do you say” you are now behind Jisung and he mumbles a yes. “if you’re uncomfortable with anything let me know babe” your hands on his chest flicking his hard nipples.

Jisung throws out a moan which makes you smile of how easily you made him react. “Get out the table” you whisper to him and he obeys.

His sweatpants were ready to rip out. “I don’t want them to see me” Jisung whispers to you, almost crying.

“Go on the couch and look up at the ceiling" he does as told and looks down at you. Jisung stares at Jeno and Jaemin, they're blankly staring at you waiting for your next move.

You are kneeling in front of him, eye level with his hard dick. Your hands are holding onto Jisung's waistband. "Do you want them off" you ask.

"Mhmm" he says looking down at you and up at the ceiling when you start tugging on his boxers and sweatpants. It was already plump, pink, and veins dripping with precum. "You are the biggest one I have-" you grab the base of his dick "touched". Jeno and Jaemin scoff because you have not seen them.

Jisung twitched at the sudden touch and looks down at your hand. you keep your eyes on him while you are slowly taking out your tongue to lick the tip.

You open your mouth to place part of him in your mouth and start moving your hand in rhythm with your mouth. You slowly take more in and he lets out a groan.

His big hands grab onto your hair and pull it out of your face. You pick up your pace and look up at him as you take all of him in. Jisung begins to twitch "y/n I'm about to-" you bob your head faster and as soon as you feel him twitch more. “fuck” Jisung groans and his hot cum travels down your throat and he pulls out of your mouth still squirting. You swallow everything and Jisung wipes the excess drool and cum from your mouth with his boxers.

“Damn” Jeno adjusts his pants trying to calm or bring his down. Jisung puts his sweatpants back on “that was better than what i imagined” he smiles at you shyly.

“you did so well” you smile at him and he helps you up. Jaemin is burning the back of your skull, he was ok with sharing you a couple drinks ago but now after seeing you with Jisung. He isn’t too fond about it…

“Jeno go jerk off or something. I don’t want you guys touching her anymore” Jaemin says to Jeno. Jeno is now confused but he doesn’t try to argue due to his best friend already looking like he is about kill.

You are still too focused on Jisung to notice but he does notice. “Jisung go to your room. You’re leaving with Renjun in the morning too” Jaemin towers over the both of you sitting on the couch.

“oh umm ok. goodnight” Jisung leaves with his head down. Jeno follows Jisung and you’re now even more confused.

“Was I not supposed to do that?” you feel embarrassed and humiliated by the way they left. You knew you shouldn’t have thrown yourself at them the second you got the chance.

“I thought-“ you start to panic “y/n, nothing you did tonight was wrong. I misguided everyone” Jaemin sits next to you.

“Oh” your hands start to tremble “Haechan won’t hear about this right?” he sets his hands over yours.

“The last thing I want to see is Haechan touch you and get angry at you. I want to protect you and the reason why I calmed things down is because I didn’t want someone else using you. Jisung won't say or do anything” Jaemin

“Jisung seems nice. I didn’t mind it plus he’s cute” you smile.

“Watch your words” Jaemin sits back and sighs.

“Well i’m actually glad we didn’t continue. I wanted our first time to be special” you climb on top of him and lay your head on his chest.

“I want to treat you like a princess. I wish we met differently” Jaemin plays with your hair and sighs.

“What do you mean” you say.

“Well I wish i met you on campus or a museum but instead my crazy boss who is part of a huge rivalry gang for decades and is also my childhood friend; decides to kidnap you and is probably only keeping you here as his pretty little doll” Jaemin says.

“Life is so magical” you roll your eyes.

“I want you all to myself” Jaemin kisses your whole face.

“I am just for you. Does alcohol make you all soft?” you grab his face and the both of you look at eachother for what seems like hours.

“Maybe” Jaemin pouts his lips for you kiss. You peck him on the lips and he smiles. “Want to see my match tomorrow night?”

“Can I?” you gasp.

“Yeah! I’ll have to check with the guys first though” Jaemin says.

He stands up with you in his arms. “Go wash up and get changed. I’ll come to your door in an hour” Jaemin sets you down on your bed.

“Ok!” you respond and he shuts the door. You go to the bathroom and get undressed. You take off your makeup and hop in the shower.

Once you are all dressed and your hair is brushed. Jaemin knock on the door around 12:30am. He is also showered and ready for bed. “Come on” he stretches his hand out to you.

You wore sweatpants so Jaemin lent you his hoodie. You guys walked through this room and a set of stairs which led to the roof.

“Taking my rapunzel to see the lights” Jaemin points at the direction where loads of stars are shining brightly. You’ve lived in the city all your life and barely seeing how beautiful the stars and the moon looks in real life. “I’ve never seen a night sky this beautiful” you grab onto the balcony bar. The cold air blows through your face after being inside for days.

“You’ve been inside for a while so hopefully this calmed you a bit” Jaemin stands next to you.

“I didn’t know you guys lived on the country side. It is so much prettier here” you grab onto Jaemin’s hand again.

“Yeah this house was actually abandoned and we hung out here in high school. Then we decided to buy it and renovate it so this house is very special to us” Jaemin pulls you into a back hug.

“I can see your guys’ hand marks on the concrete. So cute” a half hour passes and the both of you are silently embracing each other in the couch outside looking at the stars and airplanes passing by.

“Let’s head inside” Jaemin pats your head softly, you’re already half asleep. He carries you down the stairs and into the house.

“Can I sleep in your room tonight” you set a kiss on his neck.

“You can my love” you smile at his response. The butterflies in your stomach go crazy. You wish you had more opportunities to be with him alone but you know this is only temporary which breaks your heart more.

You are at the foot of his bed and he pulls the blankets out for you to get in. “Here is my bunny you can hug it when you’re sleeping” he puts the bunny on your stomach.

“I don’t want to hug the bunny though” you pull on his arm instead of the bunny he’s holding out to you.

“Ugh and you were calling me. me- a softie” Jaemin sets a kiss on your forehead and walks to turn off the lights.

He gets under the covers and his warm body is met with yours.

*Jeno's room*

Jeno thrusting his fist again and again on his painfully hard dick. He is so angry at himself for not doing anything. Your sent is still lingering on him and your videos are displayed on his laptop as his mind switches to you on top of him and his screen in front of him.

He finishes and closes his laptop, he heads to the train for his match tomorrow. Jeno's eyes side eye both of yours and Jaemin. The both of you are on the roof so he just shrugs it off.

Jeno is hitting the speed ball the fastest he has ever done. After tonight he is even more motivated to beat Jaemin. Not because he has something against him but maybe...just maybe you'll notice him.

He did hear Jaemin ask you to come to the game. He does not want to ruin what you guys have going on but after all he does feel entitled to have you since he has wanted you for longer.

The thing is, no one knows that.

Jeno has a separate email, account, and even hacked Haechan to stop him from seeing what he does. He has learned his tricks before he could even think of them. Jeno is probably the middle child of the group because he is not pressured into doing anything and is not expected to do much. Yet he is the most intelligent and possibly the strongest out of all of them. The only reason why is not the top boxer and Jaemin is, is because he does not train specially for boxing as much as he does.

He finishes his routine and heads to sleep.

~the next day~

Renjun and Jisung came back from the airport. Haechan goes into the kitchen wanting to eat whatever is in the fridge.

Renjun speed walks to Jaemin’s door “you guys better wake the fuck up and separate. Haechan is here” the both of you wake up frantically and Renjun leaves.

“Shit I have to go train” Jaemin says half asleep. You get off of his chest but he pulls back “ugh why is he back” Jaemin kisses you on the lips “go to your room i’ll see you later ok?”

You get off of him and walk to the door but you peek both ways. “You’re safe” Jeno shows up out of no where and scares you.

“Oh god you scared me” you close Jaemin’s door softly. “You smell like him” Jeno says

“Do i really?” you grab your top and realize it’s Jaemin’s hoodie again. You take it off and throw it back inside.

“Nothing happened by the way. I’m sorry about last night, i hope you don’t see me like umm-“

“Don’t be sorry it’s fine, don’t talk down on yourself” Jeno starts walking and you follow along.

“Are you also fighting tonight?” you ask him and he hums a yes.

“Are you coming to watch?” Jeno asks.

“Jaemin mentioned it but I’m not sure if Haechan will allow it” the both of you reach the kitchen and Haechan is in the kitchen fully suited with bags under his eyes and his hair all messy.

He looks so fine…you thought to yourself.

You smile at him and motions you to go to him. You sit on his lap and his hands on your hips “did you miss me” you look up and Jisung makes eye contact with you as Haechan is running his lips downs your neck.

“No” you lean back on his chest and his hand grasp onto your cunt making you gasp. “no?” he bites your ear softly and he lets go.

His hand is still between your thighs “Jisung did y/n behave” Jisung chokes on his yogurt when Haechan asked him that.

“Mhhmm” Jisung doesn’t make eye contact and cleans the mess he made. “She wasn’t with Jaemin right” Haechan deepens his grip on your clothes cunt.

“I wasn’t I was too sad and alone in my room” you put your hand over his hand and start moving it. The bar is too high for both of your hands to be visible enough for Jisung and Jeno to see. “Can i got see the match tonight?” you ask and Haechan speeds up his moition.

You let go of his hand and grip onto the counter. “Only if you take care of me today. I did so much these past days” his fingers find your sweet spot and you let out a whimper “i will”

Haechan let’s go of you and leaves you in a drought again. He continues eating over you and he accidentally drops a piece of turkey on your chest.

“Eww” he picks up the turkey off of you and continues eating. You get off of him and get a napkin to wipe off the sauce. Jaemin would’ve cleaned it off of you, you’re glaring at him and you storm out the kitchen.

“Y/n i didn’t tell you, you can leave did i?” he says.

“no” you sit in the dining table where Jeno and Jisung are.

“Come over here” Haechan says.

“no, you said eww instead of apologizing for dropping stuff on me. you didn’t even bother to clean it up” you cross your arms.

Haechan stands up and walks up to you “i don’t have to apologize to you” he raises his hand to grab you but Jeno blocks it.

“You do, it’s basic common manners. Have some respect” Jeno stands up and backs Haechan away.

“I am jet lagged and had to do so many meetings. I don’t need her whining just so she can get ways” Haechan says. You are getting flashbacks to sunwoo yelling at you, something so simple angered him.

“Why are you crying” Haechan screams at you.

“Haechan you are making things worse” Jeno grabs onto his shoulders. Jisung runs to get Jaemin.

“Am I really? I told her the rules from the start and she still doesn’t learn her lesson” Haechan grabs the ash tray on the shelf and throws it on the floor.

“I asked her to obey me and to get away from Jaemin. One night i’m gone and she smells like him. I am keeping you here for me and you are lying straight in my face with huge smile on your face” Haechan gets closer to you.

You are shaking like crazy and your tears are streaming down. “We didn’t do anything” you whisper to yourself. Jaemin enters with Jisung “why is she crying” Jaemin says.

You get out of your seat and hide behind the both of them. “Please tell him that we didn’t do anything” you sob onto the back of his shirt.

Jeno is still blocking Haechan from getting to you. “You tell me” Haechan says to Jaemin.

Haechan escapes Jeno’s arms but Jaemin catches Haechan by the neck. “You need to calm the fuck down before i tighten my grip. We didn’t do anything and she does not owe you an explanation. Understand?” Haechan is all red nodding trying to escape.

“That’s enough” Renjun sighs.

Haechan is gasping for air and you are still holding onto Jaemin’s shirt trying to calm yourself down.

Haechan gets pushed by Jeno and Renjun to the living room.

You let go of his shirt and he turns to you “I don’t want to be here anymore” you cry out again.

Jaemin gets the hair out of your face and wipes your tears with the pads of his thumb. “He gets like this when he doesn’t win a deal in those meetings. I should’ve stayed with you princess, I didn’t know he was going to take it out on you” Jaemin sits you down on the counter.

Jisung hands you a glass of water and begins to clean the broken ceramic. “I don’t want to ruin things between you guys. It wasn’t your guys’ fault. He is right-” your tears start to roll down.

“He’s not, plus he has no right to yell at you like that” Jaemin says and hugs you.

You cry onto his shoulder as he pats the back of your head down. “We’ll be alright” you break the hug and he sets you down on the ground.

Haechan and Jeno come into the kitchen and you hide behind Jaemin. “Y/n I’m not going to hurt you, I overreacted and i’m- i am…sorry” Jeno is gripping the back of Haechan’s shoulder.

You peek a little to the side and he genuinely looks devastated. “I’m tired and barely sobering up. I’ll make it up to you”

Haechan tries to go to you but you move Jaemin to block you. “Jaemin if you don’t move. I won’t pay you this month” Haechan whispers into Jaemin’s ear which you also heard.

Jaemin looks back at you and you let go of him but he doesn’t move. “Its ok Jaemin” Jaemin moves so you can pass and watches you follow Haechan with small steps because you’re scared he’ll snap at you.

“You need to start setting boundaries” Jeno finally speaks up after they left.

“You think I haven’t been trying? It’s hard man. I’ve never really liked someone like this in a long time” Jaemin sighs.

“Maybe you’re just confused. You see her everyday and she’s constantly looking for you” Jeno is trying hard to protect you and his best friend but it isn’t sounding too convincing.

“We spent the night together. Nothing sexual and opening up to eachother. I just hate that Haechan is the reason she is here” Jaemin grips his hair almost ripping out his scalp.

“Let’s just head to the venue to train. Take your anger out on the rink. I called the drivers already”

“Fine” Jaemin walks to his room to get his gym bag. But he finds a letter

The stars were so pretty tonight. Thank you for ending this night beautifully. I’m not sure when we’ll have another day like this.

Wishing the best on your match,

y/n

He puts it in the back of his phonecase and goes out to the suv. Jeno is already knocked out on the car. “Chenle and Mark are already there setting up so you guys just have to focus on the match” Renjun and Jisung appear at the door way.

“You guys are coming too?” Jaemin’s eyes go to each of their confused faces.

“We’ve always have” Renjun rolls his eyes.

“You’re leaving haechan with y/n after all that?” Jaemin says ready to get out.

“The next set of guards are on their way. He also won the deal so he’s actually pissed as fuck for a reason. You better win” Renjun closes the door as he gets in after Jisung.

“He gets more money through these stupid matches than his own business” Jaemin puts on his headphones and blasts his music up.

Renjun lied, the drivers weren’t coming but Haechan is driving her there.

_______

Haechan closes the door, his eyes are even more tired than before. He looks so stressed and tense which makes you feel even more guilty for making him come home to this.

He tries to untie his tie but is struggling. You go up to him and loop the frantic out of the knot. His eyes don’t leave yours, your finger tips i bottom each button down his torso.

Haechan doesn’t move, say anything, or moves you away. You remove the fabric completely off of him. He sets a kiss on your collar bone. “Please say something” your hands are on his belt buckle still not saying a word to him.

He leans on your forehead but doesn’t say anything. Haechan lifts his head up, takes his pants off himself. “I’m going to warm up the shower” you say. After a long flight, he looks like he hasn’t slept for days, and how angry he got earlier- it’s the most you can do. You’re still angry at him though.

You head over to his bathroom, it’s painted with black walls, a dark red tub, and next to it is a rainfall shower. You are leaned over the faucet trying to figure out the knobs “I was going to take you to the match after what I did. You don’t have to do all this” his large hands are on your sides.

Finally the water comes out, you’re finding the perfect temperature. You stand up straight and met with Haechan’s back. “Get in with me” his chin nuzzles into your shoulder.

You nod no. “I demanded nicely” he kisses your neck “god I want to take his scent off of you” he bites down onto the marks that he made before. Jaemin does smell strong…and good. You don’t want his smell to go away but Haechan for sure does.

“I’m being patient” he brings your hips closer to him.

“Haechan” you try to get off his grip but he is too strong. His fingertips are midway through your waistband. “Either you come in with me or you’re not allowed out tonight” your eyebrows knit together on the unfairness because you do want to see Jaemin but you also do not want to go far with Haechan.

You cave in and take off your top. Haechan lowers your pants and panties, then your bra. Your back is still facing him, he steps back and takes off his boxers. You’ve never seen him this way so it caught you off guard on his length.

Your eyes travel up his torso then up to his eyes. You take a step back into the shower. The water is warm yet cold into skin, sending goosebumps through your whole body. Haechan steps in and moves closer to you.

“Are you still mad at me” Haechan’s distance between you and himself is almost non existent.

His lips are now aligned to yours “say something to me baby” his eyes are deeply looking into your with lust but also begging.

You want to respond but you also don’t know if you want to take things far considering the current situation you’re in. Haechan’s lips brush against yours “please” he sets his hands on your hips, bringing you closer.

You close the gap between the both of you. His lips finally touch yours and you start to kiss back. Haechan’s kisses are more passionate this time, you kiss back and he deepens the kiss.

His cold hands guide you to the warm water without breaking the kiss. The droplets are soft but enough to cover and warm your body up. Haechan’s lips slip down to your neck, his hair stuck to his forehead. Your hands are resting in his bare chest.

He kisses down your stomach and you grab his jaw to look up at you. “We have to leave soon” you say pouting at him.

Haechan comes up and corners you to the shower wall “It’s just you and me. I don’t want you thinking about anyone or anything right now” you were about to cave in but you can’t.

“Your eyes on me” he holds your face from spacing out again. You feel his other hand behind your back. “I am trying to be gentle with you. Do you not want me to?" he presses himself closer to you, feeling his body warm you up.

You don’t respond-

“Sit on the ledge” he points at the shower ledge that can fit three people. Haechan puts your wet hair back, he goes back under the shower and starts pumping himself.

A moan comes out when he touches the tip of his dick. It is curved up basically touching his stomach. Heat is traveling from between your legs but you do not want to do anything. You’re enjoying the view of his mouth being hung open as water droplets are weighing down his hair on his forehead. The wet sounds become faster and Haechan begins to pant. His eyes meet yours and he doesn’t look away, he came all over his hand while the water streaming down his body turns into a milky white.

He starts cleaning himself seductively, your eyes follow Haechan's movements- wanting your hands to replace his. You hop off and turn on the other rainfall and begin showering. Haechan turns to you and scoffs at you because you did not come next to him. He heads over to you and grabs the shower head extension. 'Open" his hands are in between your thighs and he opens them.

He changes the setting on the showerhead "Apparently you can't speak, I am going to make you"

a/n

DONT ATTACK ME

this isn’t how i wanted this part to end but i’ve had this sitting in my drafts for too long so i just wanted to post something because i miss it. spring break is coming so i’ll have time to write some more :)

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Information on Consent

[PT: information on consent. end PT]

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as someone who lurks in kink communities a lot it's safe to say Ive seen a lot of kink terminology get used within radqueer communities, but never in the way kink is intented, which is safe, sane, consensual, and risk aware. radqueers seem to throw the word "consent" around willy nilly without bothering to actually understand it's meaning. and this goes for WAY more than just sexual stuff within the community. so I thought a little education would be nice, so it is what I will be covering with this post.

what is consent?

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consent, as described by the oxford dictionary, is permission for something to happen or agreement to do something.

consent applies to many stuff, not just sexual advances, from letting someone borrow your pen, to drinking tea, to, according to radqueers, abuse. I will be using the tea euphemism for this essay, as it has, from personal experience, helped people grasp the consent fastest.

it does not simply mean "both parties love eachother", they are not the same, they are not comparable. one can love someone but not consent to certain stuff, or may consent to stuff with those they dont particularly care for on an emotional level.

everything I will talk about here can be found here (youtube link), if you digest information more easily via sound than via text.

if you ask someone if they want tea, then they say "hell yeah, I love tea!" then great, that is active consent. they do indeed want tea.

if they respond with "Im not sure, maybe?", then you can still make that cup of tea if you really want to, but dont be mad if they dont drink it when you offer it to them. and if they dont drink it, dont MAKE them drink it, just because you made it doesnt mean you are entitled to have them drink it. that is not consent

if they respond "no, I dont want tea." then dont make them tea at all. dont be mad at them for not wanting tea, dont annoy them until they give you until they tell you "fine they want tea". that is coercion and it doesnt change their actual mind about whether they want tea or not. it is not consent.

if they say "yes, sure! thank you." but when the tea arrives they don't actually want the tea, dont make them drink it. they may have changed their mind. sure it can be annoying because you went through all that effort to make them tea, but they still have no obligation to drink the tea just because of that. they did want tea, now they dont. it's okay for people to change their minds, dont make them feel guilty of that.

if they decide while drinking that they actually dont want tea, then dont make them drink the rest of it. again, it's okay for people to change their minds, do not make them feel guilty of that.

and if they're unconscious, then don't make them tea at all. unconscious people dont want tea. and they cant answer the question "do you want tea" because theyre unconscious.

you may have asked them when they were conscious and they may have agreed, but now they're unconscious. make sure they're safe, and, this is important, dont make them drink the tea. they may have agreed then, sure, but unconscious people dont want tea.

if they were conscious when they started drinking it but then passed out, dont make them drink the rest of the tea. unconscious. people. dont. want. tea.

if they're not in the right mind, say, intoxicated, or mentally unwell, then dont offer them tea at all, even if they say they want it or deserve it. they are not in the right mind and dont know what they want or need. they need safety, and comfort, not tea. you can offer later when they feel better.

if they said yes to tea once, dont expect tea time always forever whenever you want. dont come up to them unexpectedly and make them drink tea saying "but wanted tea once!". just because they wanted tea one day doesnt mean they want it forever.

do you have a basic understanding of consent now? I hope so!

what falls under consent and what does not?

[pt: what falls under consent and what does not? end pt]

for both parties involed:

are they actively saying "yes, I want it"?

do they know to the fullest extent what they're in for? what they're agreeing to?

are they allowed to change their mind at any given time and have it be respected by the other party?

is there safety precautions? (safe words, some other signal)

are they on an equal level with no power imbalance that could put either party in jeopardy should they change their minds or say no?

if the answer is yes to all of these, great! that falls under consent. if the answer to any of these is "no" or "maybe" then that is not consensual, or safe, for that matter.

keeping that in mind, here is things that dont, or cannot, fall under consent that radqueers believe can.

bodily minor x bodily adult relationships

sibling relationships

physical non-human animal x bodily human relationships

other dynamics with an obvious power imbalance, like student x teacher relationships, boss/manager x lower employee relationships.

abuser x abused relationships

about roleplays

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"but Carnie, what abt roleplay! roleplay exists! "

there is nothing here that doesnt apply to roleplay. roleplay is just that, role playing, playing pretend. there is a very obvious boundary between what is roleplay and what isnt.

age play, for example, can be consensual because both parties involved are still bodily adults, and there is no power dynamic besides the one made up FOR the roleplay, that ceases existing when the safe word is said or the signal is alerted, or when they've decided that is enough for that day.

[kings-paintbrush]

Chucky tumblr…

Can we STOP making the BOLDEST CLAIMS KNOWN TO MAN. Listen I’ve been in some fucked up fandoms. Steven Universe, Undertale, Warrior Cats, the MCU… but oh my god I’ve never seen a fandom so like… wish washy. Like one post will be an entirely different brand of WILD than another. Like… The TiffNica DNI’ers! I understand NOT liking the ship, it’s a Hostage situation, not killing stalking. Yknow? But making claims that’s whoever ships it has a fetish for torturing women and that they’re mentally ill is just… erm… AND DON MANCINI. THE NUMBER OF CLAIMS IVE SEEN ABOUT THIS OLD GAY MAN IS BUCK WILD.

Absolutely buck wild. Like YES, as a Nica Pierce enjoyer, she’s been through SO MUCH. BUT SHE’S A FINAL GIRL IN A HORROR MOVIE FRANCHISE. Sydney’s boyfriends in Scream all turned out to be killers, does the creator of scream have a kink for murderous boyfriends???? Like YES Nica’s been through way too fucking much. Her getting her limbs cut off is CRUEL. unnecessary? Possibly, yeah, I could agree with someone who said so. But I think it’s to show that- Despite how LOVEABLE of a character Tiffany is, she’s still a murderer and a monster. Like with Freddy Krueger, you sometimes want to be able to love your slasher, despite the many cruel things they do. Which is why we keep coming back to the Child’s Play franchise again and again.

all I’m saying is… it’s just SO WEIRD to me. Seeing people call Don a fetishizer and all this shit it’s WILD. Like take a step back and genuinely think about what you’re saying about a man you’ve never personally met. And who these actors have and are (to my eyes) comfortable with.

Like does Don Mancini hate women or does he just like torturing his oc’s???? I CAN SAY. Reading everyone’s posts. I do see a bit of a disproportionate level of trauma with the female cast and characters. But also I’m pretty sure in the show there’s just more women I think…. Like Jake and Devon and Chucky. And then Lexy, Nica and Tiffany okay there’s NOT more. But❗️ Devon doesn’t get any screen time let’s be so ffr. Maybe we SHOULD be talking about the lack of attention black characters get in this franchise. The two major ones (the kid in Chucky 3, and Redman) have just been objects of chucky’s attention.

I AM IN N O WAY WITCH-HUNTING OR HATING! You can BE critical of the show! I love reading people’s solid critiques! Which is why I’ve read a lot of these posts, this is just me- pointing out a kind of weird pattern. An ick, I may say. This isn’t against anyone. Please don’t tumblr cancel me

[gayhenrycreel]

#ftm is a fetish tag

disclaimer, i am a trans man

#ftm is a fetish tag. i dont know if its always been like this but it is a problem.

i can hardly find any transmascs in that tag.

there are cis women misgendering trans men as a kink, and talking about our bodies like sex dolls everywhere in that tag. its mostly cishet women using OUR tag to objectify our bodies because they are too afraid to consider that they might not be straight. it is at least half detransition kink. im very uncomfortable with cis people doing this, but if they want to i wont stop them.

but this is in OUR TAG. this is horrible. they write disgusting smut about women who are short twinks with soft tits and dripping cunts and no dysphoria at all.

they just call them trans men.

ive seen other transmascs complain about this too.

these fics are written by and for cis women. they are chasers. the way they talk about our bodies is revolting. they know nothing about trans men at all.

i know that not all trans men feel dysphoric about their bodies, but these women are still treating us like a fetish that only occurs in fiction, rather than people who have emotions and often want to have a flat chest and/or a penis.

in particular they fetishize gay trans men. all these fics are about femboys who are horrified by the concept of transitioning getting fucked by bears. the people writing this view transitioning as mutilation. its very obvious.

ive noticed that this occasionally extends to fetishizing cis men with gynecomastia. its clear they want to fuck women but think lesbians are disgusting, so they call the women in their fics men, but misgender them throughout the text.

i hardly see any representation for trans men who even want to transition. newsflash: a lot of us do want to transition. many of us have already had surgery.

if you genuinely do want to write smut with GOOD portrayal of trans men, heres some tips on what we want in our representation:

trans men who dont want to transition deserve rep too, but many of us are entirely uncomfortable with our bodies. very few of us want any attention given to the parts we are born with. a lot of pre op trans men wear a binder during sex. we're not all bottoms, and some of us wear strap ons.

when we're on testosterone, it causes vaginal atrophy, similar to menopause. it gets very dry down there and easily irritated. this means that vaginal sex can be very painful and could even damage tissues. even without T, vaginal penetration is usually no where near as fun as it is for cis women. anything being in there is awful and sometimes painful.

anal sex is a thing. its not gross. its perfectly normal. it just requires some lubricant, and for a trans man, is a lot more comfortable than vaginal sex.

shockingly, most of us do not want to be called girls.

dont misgender a trans person in a sex scene. at all. some of us like to be called good boys during sex. stop calling us girls.

some of us have had surgery. it is NOT mutilation. it is life saving. top surgery is one that we get most frequently. the results do look just like a cis mans chest. there are long thin scars under the pecs, but these fade after a few years. they may not even be visible. bottom surgery exists too.

metoidioplasty creates a micropenis out of the clitoris. it does look real. it looks like a regular micropenis. it has full sensation.

phalloplasty uses a flap of skin, usually from the forearm, and turns it into a penis. this surgery is more complex and is done in multiple stages. after it is complete, it looks like a circumcised penis. its size is dependent on the flap of skin used to make it, so it can actually be larger than average. (on r/phallo someone even got a reduction surgery because his dick was 7 inches long). the area the skin flap was taken from has pretty big scarring. it looks like the result of a severe burn. it is sometimes covered by a tatoo. there is a lot of misinformation about phalloplasty. it is a big surgery, but it is no where near as dangerous as the internet would have you believe. after it has fully healed it does look real, and a genital nerve is usually hooked up to the penis. it can take a while to heal (years), but after a few months sensation begins to return as the nerves heal. the clitoris is often buried in the base of the penis, and if a genital nerve hook up is done the penis can have full sensation, including the tip. not everyone gets full sensation, and it can take years for sensation to fully return, but 93% of men who get phalloplasty are satisfied with the results. that is a lot. it is quite rare that sensation is fully lost, so yes, you can orgasm after phalloplasty. one thing to note is that a phalloplasty penis cant get hard on its own. there are two types of implant for erections. one is a rod inside the penis, which can last over 20 years before needing a replacement. the rod is flexible, so can be positioned as an erection. the other implant is a internal pump that is more complicated than the rod, and needs to be replaced roughly every 15 years. it is filled with water and sits inside the penis. to get an erection, you squeeze one of the testicles, which is a pump implant, pushing the water into the penis, causing an erection.

most importantly, we are men. we can be feminine. we can be masculine. we can look exactly like cis men. dont forget that we are people, we are real. we are not some sex fantasy.

[esoteriamaya]

ASTRO OBSERVATIONS PT 2.

If you want to know about your gifts, talents and skills you should check out your sidereal chart as each planet holds a lot of detail on the mind-spirit-body connection. It shows a lot of your personal power from each planet and sign and how they all fully come together to make you, you.

Capricorns are naturals at the occult. They hold a lot of deep knowledge about how this world works and they express the duality of it very well. Most think that capricorns are built on just the law and while they are, they know that their are rules that can be broken. Capricorns are an interesting bunch, they know just how to be successful in anything that they do. Getting closer to the higher ups because they just that 'it' factor of being the boss. They dont 'kiss ass' per say, they just know how to play the game. And another thing about the game, capricorns know thats what we live in. So to play the game, they learn to become the chess master.

5th house scorpios can make anything interesting in this house. Games with them can be slightly taboo. Could have a lot of sex partners. hidden secrets around children, their love life and the type of games they like to play. An observation ive seen with scorpio 5th housers is that BDSM and weird kinks/cosplay could be a thing.

5th house uranus will have some pretty interesting kids. Will Smith has this placement for example. People with this placement are gonna have to understand that their children are going to be a totally different version of them and thats okay. Unique individuals, they can create fun and new games for people. You could be the next person to make a new board game or something a long those lines. Video games? New toys? Theres a business mindset here that needs to be touched on with these placement holders. You guys can really create new, whimsical worlds for people to enjoy!

Neptune in the 8th, spiritual realms open up to these individuals. They do not sleep. No I mean literally, their dreams take them to new dimensions all the time and they come back finding out new information from these worlds. Even their waking life is like a dream, connecting it all together. May be prone to getting psychosis due to the consistent stimulation to their third eye. Its a wild ride for these kids, if you have a friend with this placement gon' head and check on them.

10th house Saturns & Jupiter placements have self mastery written all in their chart. Whatever it is they came out to do its been done before in many other lives. If you believe in past lives, then im talking to you.

10 house jupiter individuals are natural geniuses finding their way through life. They focus heavy on community and love to learn more about how they can help them, what they can bring to the table etc.

Mars in the 8th house is a strong placement for jealousy to occur. These individuals know what they want when they want it. Highly passionate in nature, they most create a routine where their energy can be tapped into on a daily or they'll suffer burn out. Or worse, become a sex maniac. All your energy can not go to sex, it has to go to something that sustain you. Whats your purpose? goals? get into it. thats where most of it HAS to go to.

Venus 6th house need routine to be in order. Some chaos here and there but not too much in your day to day. Your minds needs to follow your passions and purpose in order to feel stable. Focus on something that makes you pay close attention to detail. Something that forces you to take your time.

People with this placement normally have the cutest pets :) and they get the most compliments all of the time.

[xx-slug-xx]

Hiii so I just saw ur post and ask reply about proshipper antis and ocd and I wanted to give my two cents because idk I'm like self important or something? But I do think I have a good perspective as someone who's never truly affiliated with proship or anti proship (I'm also not a huge poster or anything so.)

I've been diagnosed with OCD for most of my life and also have been a victim of sexual violence, which is only relevant because when I was younger I had a debilitating obsession with being "found out" as someone who consumed noncon and proship content. I was really disgusted with it while simultaneously consuming and writing it myself, albeit privately which I thought made it "more okay". It took me a long while to leave this mindset because, as most ocd obsessions are, it was not congruent with reality. I feel the trap that a lot of people fall in to is within the labels of pro or anti, that there must be one or the other. Mainly people will label themselves as anti because it's, to me, an elitism of morality that only serves to detriment their own values. (Ie if you're pro-morals then you should seek to understand and rehabilitate, if you rlly think some kinks are so horrible that anyone who enjoys them needs to change.)

I've found that in the real world, among my friends who are on irl kink communities or who I just candidly discuss these sorts of things with, most don't have starkly pro or anti mindsets. I think it's strange that the very common mindset of "I'm really not into it but it's none of my business" is labeled as proship online. Ive never heard an incredibly anti sentiment be expressed as outwardly as it is online, because it's really just socially inappropriate to judge people's personal thoughts like that irl..? All that being said, I believe that if there wasn't this loud anti proship discourse online, I would have not been so distressed with my private thoughts before I was in recovery, and really the intensity with which these "thought crime" ideals are expressed only serves to make more people label themselves as proship. People generally don't like being judged for intimate things, shocker.

Valid experience and good opinions, anon :D

Tbh, my experience is kinda similar, though not exact. I always felt guilt for anything I enjoyed in fiction and that includes virtually all my kinks since they are mostly all fiction due to me being aspec! I think my guilt stems from religious trauma tbh. It’s a sin to be happy after all! Must be the devils temptation /j! Growing up in fandom, seeing people online saying all these things I enjoyed actually made me a bad person caused me feel like I was dirty. That there was something wrong with me for actually really mundane things. And my OCD fed off of that like a leach. I still to this day can’t let people borrow my phone bc my OCD tells me that people will do or say nasty things to me if they find out. “Find out” meaning that they see the fanart and fanfics that aren’t even on my device that I looked at somewhere in the past (not even recent!). Wasn’t until the last four-ish years where I realized that was dumb lol. It was a long journey of self acceptance that I still struggle with today. It’s hard to get past mental illness, but you can live with it and still be happy! It may never go away, but you can absolutely learn to tell your brain to stop being dumb as fuck!

Like, why would I be kicked out of my house for watching South Park as a child? I wouldn’t have been, but my OCD brain told me shit like that all the time! I’m not bad for having fun! Neither is anyone else!

I absolutely agree with you that labeling the normal response to seeing something you don’t like, or meeting someone who likes that thing, as “ok not my thing but good for you ig” shouldn’t be a “proship” thing. I don’t like the pro vs anti divide all that much. But in reality, that’s how this internet argument is taken and seen. It’s rooted in it from a fandom history perspective (as lame as it sounds when I say it lmao). Normal people in real life don’t care about internet drama, and they don’t care what a proshipper or antishipper is. I honestly feel like a lot of people forget that, but I see a lot of people on the anti side of things applying their internet opinions to the real world. That’s why I’m concerned. I see a lot of antiship people dropping irl friends and spreading label against them too, and it’s not a healthy mindset or way to live. It’s fine to not have the same tastes, even being uncomfortable with someone else’s tastes. But I don’t think it’s healthy to worry so much that it affects your real life like how I see a ton of antis doing. Life is uncomfortable and it’s full of people who can make you uncomfortable. But life isn’t black and white, and people/things that make you kinda uncomfortable with certain things can also be things you could care less about. I know so many people in my life at least who I just don’t talk about certain subjects with for that very reason, but we are still great friends regardless of our differences! And they aren’t “bad people” either lmao

Proship vs antiship never should have been a thing. Imo, you’re either an asshole towards others for stupid reasons, or you aren’t and just agree to disagree unless someone’s causing real harm! Proshippers can be assholes just like antishippers sometimes lmao, so those aren’t synonymous!

[gabessquishytum]

Wrote this in my notes first in case it gets lost, bc ive sent asks into ur box a couple of times before and i didnt think they sent? So;

Inspired by a pwp fic from the GO fandom, dub con where Dream's a hotshot CEO who's office is in the penthouse floor of the building, and Hob's the window washer.

Dream's got the whole exhibitionism thing, so imagine he regularly fucks himself in his office chair, legs spreads on the armrests facing the world. He's always assumed nobody could see him, I mean. No cameras in the office and hes on the 83rd floor on one of the highest skyscraper in the city, who's looking, right? He gets a kick out of the FEELING of being impossibly watched though, and it makes him cum harder than he ever could in any club or orgy. Hes usually so into it that hes not paying any actual attention to the wide open windows he's got his holes facing, so he doesnt notice when somebody...finally DOES see.

The exterior of the windows get washed on a twice every 3 months basis, on a rotation. Its a dangerous, expensive job, so theres not a lot of guys on hire and its usually the same ones. What Im trying to say is Hob's been doing this a long time and hes good at what he does. He usually gets to see Dream, even if the CEO doesnt notice him right back, and he has to admit he has a lil crush on the guy (I mean who wouldn't). Some new kid gets into a Fall and the schedule gets fucked up without Dream knowing and Hob gets the full Dream Holes treatment.

Dream doesnt notice him there practically the whole time. Hob's taken his phone out and he's recorded the almost the whole thing, every moan and orgasm and flex of muscle and flesh. He just plans to keep it to himself and jack off with it, but on the last second Dream opens his eyes and they lock eyes and he freezes like a cornered animal.

Hob raises his eyebrows. Mouths "dont let me stop you.", one hand holding a phone up and recording the other hand fondling the bulge on the front of his pants. Dream takes one look at the obscene tent the front of hsi pants and cums so hard he squirts and stains the windows. Hob smirks.

Something something Hob blackmails him with the video to let Hob fuck him on a regular basis. Maybe in the office itself. It'll certainly tick a kink off right both of their lists.

Omg hi!! So sorry your messages haven't been getting through before now, that's super annoying. Please feel free to message me at any time in the future if you're wondering whether I got your ask or not. I know it can feel a bit anxious wondering what happened to your message <3

Anyway: this is amazing and I am. EXTREMELY into it. I got a little happy wiggle thinking about Dream squirting onto the window, hoooly shit.

Hob is such a dirty bastard omg. Like he may clean those windows until they shine but he is FILTHY. He's got absolutely no qualms about filming that video in the first place, and then using it as blackmail material. He's just never seen such a pretty cunt, and he wants to remember it. And if Dream didn't want him to see those lovely holes then why'd he show them off like that?

Dream isn't going to admit it but he's enjoying this blackmail thing waaay more than he should. It's been a long time since he had a decent dick inside him, and he knew ever since he saw the bulge that Hob would be big. Dream takes great satisfaction in pushing Hob down into his leather desk chair and climbing onto his cock to ride. He's got a lot of frustration to work out and Hob is the perfect solution. His big hands go around Dream’s waist just right, and his cock hits places that no one else ever has. Plus he can be quiet. And he makes sure that Dream is quiet, too. Stuffs a pair of panties or a tie in his mouth if necessary.

Dream is working on persuading Hob to fuck him on the mechanical platform he uses for the window cleaning business. Hob argues that whole city could see them. Dream counters that that's the whole point.

[anti-porn-unicorn]

Genuinely, what is the difference between impact play, choking etc and self harm? Both happen consensually, both affect your body the same, in a sense that people with controlling kinks may not make their sub eat for a period of time, or whipping, punching until bruises or bleeding forms. But I don't see people normalizing starvation, self hurting behaviour or substance abuse as a healthy way to cope yk. I see other self harmers encourages or vent in a community but i havent seen any of them say its healthy yet. Aftercare could be the turning point but then again I know that a lot of people that self harm do peform some sort of damage control after they've calmed down. And it also makes me think whats the difference between aftercare after hurting your partner and love bombing? The mindset and intentions may be different, but if your actions are the same it doesnt change much?

I think its fine if you want to add some spice to your sex life but there has to be a line at some point? not just, is it consensual. Bcs a lot of the people on here that i see are very into degrading, dehumanizing kinks as a receiver already have a bad self image, or fucked up misogynistic beliefs or are blinded by love. Is it consensual when they're already in a rough state of mind? Is it consensual if its related to a persons trauma?

To be honest, if they actually just kept it in the bedroom i literally wouldnt have known about it but they dont and ive gotten plenty of blogs interacting with me where their first post is just their rape fantasies, sometimes just their rape story written out in detail and people in the comments saying its sexy or that they deserved it smh

I genuinely don’t even know the answer to this because, neurologically, self harm and violent sex release the same hormones. Personally I don’t see a huge difference between the two

[neoarchipelago]

tw for rape and sorta mentions of suicide (just basically saying kys in context ) for those very sensitive or triggered by these!!

but like i went through all the posts i could find and they never said anything bad about non con or dubcon she said rape fics were bad- and the point of her being a “hypocrite” for writing dubcon confuses me as why would someone who didnt support that stuff write it? it doesn’t make sense to me. i understand not liking her point on the kys bit but you guys got really hung up on it and completely missed the point of it about literal rape being romanticized and used as a fetish, not noncon and the likes used as a coping mechanism. it breaks my heart to see especially from people i supported and enjoyed a lot and got me into this community supporting rape. ive dealt with lots of sexual assults and have been raped myself a few times starting from a young age and let me tell you, its horrible. me and my boyfriend do get quite rough at times and do indulge in things like noncon- something that is used to cope and can help- and it is so much different than actually being raped. if you like it rough and dirty trust me girl i completely get it but actually being raped is the most demeaning, violating, and live devastating things that can happen- not to mention the other physical side affects of it. not trying to spread hate, maybe i should be for supporting it, but im more just sad? like seeing a community im so into and my biggest comfort character ( who also has dealt with rape) supporting and defending it all just feels like a betrayal and so debilitating. so many of my safe spaces have been ruined in a physical and metaphysical sense and it just reminds me of the sa when i was a teenager and other boys on my team (i was raped and abused by multiple wrestlers as i was the only girl in the sport in a very large state wide tournament hosted by my school) joking about it and making it not serious not taking me serious and sexualizing the whole situation and thinking i was lucky for a chick. just sickening and heartbreaking to see and the worst throwback thursday ever.

Hi love. First of all, I'm truly sorry of what happened to you. No one should ever have to go through that and you are truly amazingly strong.

Thank you for sharing your point through respect and calm.

I'd like to throw you back to this essay that explains my point of view here. Of course, it's understandable if you don't accept it. I'm not here to convince anyone on this. This is sharing a point of view.

Here, hoping that you fully understand.

This will however be the last time I'll debate on this subject, further comment or anons will simply get a copy paste.

THIS CONTAINS SA , SH AND SEXUAL CONTENT, BE CAREFUL

I- dub-con, non-con and CNC kink in fiction.

A- the place of these themes in fiction and how it separated from reality.

I think the line has to be drawn. A line people seem to forget too easily. Obviously, rape is a horrible thing. This fact has never been refuted in any fics or novels or books. No writer will ever tell you, ‘rape is awesome and soooo romantic’.

Fiction is absolutely fiction. We are aware of it. There's a big difference. This obviously something readers choose to read being aware of fiction. Being aware that the real thing is horrible. Warnings and tags are always there to avoid readers unaware of it.

B- the differences with other themes

One thing I've been asked is what kind of difference writing rape is from writing dub-con or even pedophilia?

On dub-con, the line is blurred. Softer, protagonist may be in a path where the sexual action is wanted but blocked by the mind or pushed to it by the other protagonist, forcing their own need to give in. It is still seen as rape as consent is not fully given. There's not much difference from non-con. Writers usually use this tag to avoid any triggers to people.

For pedophilia, let's see this in a more details. I think we can all agree that all these themes, dub-con, CNC, non con, always involve adults. Whatever it is the kink, or in stories, it’s adults. Adults who are aware of what sex is and what this kink it. Children should never be near any of those themes. It's not about kinks anymore, children don't have kinks.

II- the reality of voicing your opinion on internet

A- SA victims and SH victims, sexual shame

Now there's something we need to talk about. Writing theses themes are used by many as a coming mechanism. SA victims may often use these writings to help the aftermath of these events in their own life.

In the kink itself it's something that obviously causes a lot of shame towards people who are not part of it. But many things need to be said. It's a need for a control of a situation that is dangerous and traumatizing. It's a sign of truth with your partner. Fiction is a way to live that fantasy in full safety as they are clearly aware of the truth of that situation in real life.

Now the thing that has started this whole conversation was the ‘don’t forget to tell rape kink writers to off themselves’.

It is not a small detail. Not at all!

This is where fiction is separated from reality. You are telling a real person to commit a real act that could lead to fatal consequences.

Obviously I think we’re all aware that many people on this website suffer from depression, self harm tendencies and bullying. I do too. Your words matter. Trust me. We’ve seen it with Inquisitor’s death while a live TikTok.

Many other tiktokers who had helped not only spread rumors but bully the creator only realized their mistake once he killed himself.

This is a no turn back situation.

Do you think you have the guts to wake up in the morning, knowing someone killed themselves because they wrote something you were against? That you are the reason they died? Their families are grieving?

You can find an article on the CNC kink here:

-https://www.choosingtherapy.com/consensual-non-consent/

B- respect even through anger

We have established one thing. The internet is a wild, free universe. Anyone can say or write or post whatever they want.

You are free to voice out your opinion, anger amongst these binary and servers. But one thing that is not ok is the way you say it.

A point doesn't need to be full of hate or threats to be said. Especially when serious consequences could be blown by it.

Everyone has their opinion, things they don't like. You are free to avoid tags, not read, block people. Protect yourself first. But attacking isn't protecting yourself. You’re simply causing another kind of harm.

People need to own up to their words and actions.

If you tell someone to kill themselves, it's horrible. It's an actual crime. A full crime.

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[thirsty-boba-fett-posts]

Part IV of a fic that needs a name and, if we’re being honest with each other, a bit more direction. Eventual smut, but apparently I like a slow burn and lots of character development.

Parts I, II, and III are all available should you need them. I hope this fic finds the audience who needs it the most.

tw: rather large arachnids, misogyny, objectification, trauma, erotic longing, Daddy kink (if you squint)

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She got along well with all manner of animals, domestic and otherwise, so what transpired when the small contingent of diplomatic emissaries, ministers plenipotentiaries, and a dull-eyed prince arrived should not have surprised Daimyo Fett.

The Princess was less inclined to wander than when he’d first met her on Brao, so after a few weeks Fett left her to her own devices. She still accompanied him into town with Fennec and the Gamorreans, but otherwise she was free to do as she liked. The Princess and Drash became fast friends, as he suspected they would. Drash was ill-suited to be the handmaiden of a princess, but that was just as well. What The Princess needed was a partner in crime. When he heard them giggling together, he was reminded how young she was and he felt a pang of guilt for finding her so attractive.

The contingent arrived at midday, hailing from The Princess’ home system - the neighboring planet Tilmov from which the system took its name. Fett, having spent the morning receiving tributes and hearing grievances, had seen neither hide nor hair of The Princess when 8D8 announced the names and ranks of each member of the pompous little flock of politicians and royalty. Somehow, Fett knew this was about her.

Fennec snorted audibly when Minister Plenipotentiary Sanroinov made the offer. In exchange for The Princess’ hand in marriage (as if it was Fett’s to give) there would be a surprisingly hefty dowry and a treaty with the acting Prime Minister of Brao absolving her of her father’s crimes and thus the death penalty.

“LEP,” Fett called to the ratcatcher droid. “Fetch the princess. Have her come to the throne room.”

Her fancy-bred tooka, having taken to Fennec, sauntered lazily into the throne room and made his way to her side. She lifted him up and held him in her arms like a baby.

“Fru, can you believe these pompous little dwarfnuts?” she murmured in her best approximation of baby talk.

Fett chuckled.

In walked The Princess, as regal as ever, carrying a burlap bait bag with a Dune Spider the size of an astromech droid trailing obediently behind her. Fett had seen The Princess and Drash in the kitchen teasing each other into fits of laughter as they crafted balls of gelatin and meat the size of black melons. He’d wondered at the time what they were for, and now he had his answer. As she approached the throne, Fett caught the expressions of genuine shock on the faces of the contingency from Tilmov. Whatever happened next would surely be entertaining.

“Princess, what have you got here?”

“Oh - I trained him. Look!”

She turned to face the Dune Spider and pointed her index finger into the air. The Dune Spider raised itself to its full height and clapped its front legs together in a threat display. The Princess clicked her tongue and reached into her bait bag for a meat sphere. She tossed it up high and the Dune Spider speared it out of the air with the sharp dagger of his front leg. The squelching sound of the gelatinous ball made one of the emissaries blanch.

“Ah, very good Princess!” Fett exclaimed proudly. “These men are here from Tilmov. The prince here has offered a dowry and a treaty of absolvement in exchange for your hand in marriage.”

The Princess stiffened. Her brows knit together.

Fett continued. “Have you any interest in marrying this prince?”

“No,” she replied, visibly nervous.

“Very well then,” Fett turned to address the Tilmov dignitaries. “You have your answer. You may return to Tilmov. Princess, run along and check the larder for sweetbreads and have 8D8 order as much as you need. Take your new pet with you.”

The Princess let go of the breath she’d been holding and her eyes brightened. She picked up her skirts and trotted off towards the kitchen, the Dune Spider skittering enthusiastically behind her.

“Respectfully, Daimyo, what use have you for a princess in exile?” asked an envoy with an especially cadaverous face.

“I think I could find some use for an army of trained Dune Spiders,” Fett replied with a chuckle. “You’re dismissed, gentlemen.”

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Feedback would be lovely. I honestly have no idea where to go next. Requests are open.

[shiny-jr]

Legit had to take a long sigh before I decided how to reply to this ask I got that follows the topic of the last asks. I decided to copy paste here because it’s a long one, and I wanted to put the warnings first. So, WARNING, talk of non-con, dub-con, etc. Minors, please stay away from this particular conversation. We’ll be back to our regular stuff shortly, hopefully. 

anon in the inbox: i don't think non-con or dub-con is an issue, like pretty sure that's a part of BDSM roleplay (correct me if im wrong but that's what ive seen explained before) so it's not that concerning to me; people just have some kinks. i personally don't like it either (because i find it very uncomfortable and just not to my taste) but to flat out say that writers who do write this kind of stuff need therapy or are concerning is just kind of rude? i don't mean to offend but people are allowed to enjoy certain things, it's all based on preference after all. but like that one other anon said and you commented on tagging work, that is pretty annoying. there should always be a warning about that type of stuff cause it can be triggering. there is (to me at least) a very clear line between fantasy and reality and I'm sure a lot of writers can distinguish the fact that yandere content is just not okay for irl even if they write stuff that may "romanticise" it (you shouldn't be reading that type of content anyway if you're not feeling okay so it's kinda on the reader too if the work is properly tagged) like i enjoy reading soft yandere stuff with a darling who accepts the red flags but i know that in real life this would be very disturbing and just flat out manipulation and i'd never want to find myself in this position. i think you might have over exaggerated this aspect a bit but i do respect your opinion and you are entitled to it but im just leaving my thoughts for others. 

Me, personally, I think non-con and dub-con is an issue. Because that stuff derives from no consent or not clear consent and it’s not just in bdsm role-play, it’s also in fanfics. And I do think it’s concerning that people do genuinely enjoy reading/writing those topics. Can I stop them? No. Is what I say gonna stop them? Most likely no. All I can do is keep that stuff off my page and avoid it. 

As for the whole fantasy and reality stuff with the yandere thing, I know it’s fantasy, I know most people know it’s fantasy too, but there are still very young impressionable children that get their hands on electronics and end up on sites they should not be on at their age. I mentioned something similar before. I know minors follow me, I know they read my stuff, I know they’re on this site, minors that should be focusing on other stuff instead of reading questionable things on the internet. This is the reason why I’m so adamantly against the romanticization of yanderes and why I refuse to write it. Because there are readers young enough that can’t quite yet distinguish the line between fantasy and reality. They see this stuff about yanderes and may come to think, “oh, I want a yandere! this violent and (sometimes maybe) abusive stuff is okay! Their manipulation and unhealthy obsession is okay too if they say they love me!” 

Finally, you said you enjoy reading about soft yanderes with an mc that accepts the red flags. If that’s the case, I’m not sure why you’re here if you read my stuff. Yes, I write “soft” yanderes, but I don’t write anything accepting a Yandere’s red flags. As spoken about here. If you disagree with the things I said, oh well, I said earlier that I wasn’t likely to change your mind. Just don’t ever ask me to write anything like non-con or romanticizing yanderes. This is the last post I’m gonna talk about this topic, because really, I just wanted to spend my evening writing and relaxing. Yet here we are. I probably missed some stuff, but this talk made me tired. If another message about this comes up in the inbox, it’s getting deleted. 

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hiiiiiiii we havent sent you any asks for some time. mostly because kanra didnt front much

[idk if you can recognize us after all the url changes]

ereyesterday our their of pissed suggested getting into an outpatient psychward and told us to think about it. and silver[headmate] made a post on the tumbler saying that this could be a bad idea because somewhat recently i made a hole in a wall and less than a week ago Lyra messed up a cupboard. as if we're the only ones who on occasion damage stuff when angered. this is literally so mean for no reason.

also. a few months ago shinra had an accident with a knife. and we got a fun new 1 inch long scar and possibly a little bit of nerve damage or something. and we were supposed to get some reminder tetanus shot around a month after that since i had no idea when was my previous tetanus shot. and i uhhhhhhh didn't get it since i'm scared of doctors, and it would probably seem quite weird if i went to a doctor about this now

also im sorta balding but. scared of doctors so cant do anything about that

last sunday i was in some social studies class or some other shit. and the teacher said something about how lgbt people were never oppressed in this country. which is a very bold thing to say as someone living in a country in which like a quarter of the area declared itself a "lgbt free zone" and only calmed down a little when the european onion told them that that's probably illegal. and i decided to argue with the teacher a bit. one of the things she said was that sometimes there's dudes in pup masks on pride parades, which invokes disgust and thus should be banned, and. idk why but i kinda expected teachers to have a bit more common sense than 14 year old twitter users. also i came to school wearing a spiked dog collar on a regular basis. [for reasons unrelated to kink.]

well. good thing i'm failing every single one of my classes lmao. at least i won't be invoking disgust in fragile old ladies

also. i just met a doggy and he was very niceys. very soft and friendly. and polite also.

- toby

HOW COULD I NOT RECOGNIZE U MY BESTIE IN CHRIST <3 u changed ur url a binch of times but ur icon remained the same sdlfndnfkjsnsdf so i was able to keep track!

i however do not understand a single word of that first paragraph. if u want my advice, DO NOT. FUCKING GO. TO A PSYCH WARD!!!!! idfc Who it helped, it hurts a lot more than it helps, theres NO WAY to tell which psych wards are good and which are shit. no really let me go thru them all rn:

REFERRALS: most professionals that work in different offices do not know each other on a personal level and may never hear of their bad stories. a doctor that was the chillest coolest doctor id ever met referred me to a psychiatrist that sucked fucking ass shit. there is no way to know for sure

GOOGLE REVIEWS: im gonna b real i dont trust some of those mfs. you seen the guys that go into psych wards? a lot of mentally ill people r internalizers and just accept whatever happens to them, and even if they arent, society looks down on the mentally ill SO MUCH that they could b told "you deserve this bc ur crazy" and due to all this societal gaslighting, theyd agree

REVIEWS ON OTHER WEBSITES: same thing lol

why is this so important? because you cannot Fucking leave a psych ward. an outpatient ward yeah you can leave, but ive been to both in and outpatient and they excert the same level of bullshit control over their patients. in outpatient, one of the therapist told me "you are not mentally ill" and made me cry lol. she MEANT to mean it in a "you're not mentally ill, you're ~suffering from a mental illness~ uwu dont let ur disorder define you" kinda way, but that concept was introduced in therapy..... two days after she told me this. like hello? and then she tried to spin it as like, it was a problem with Me i.e. My PTSD Was Triggered and not She Is Dog Shit At Timing The Explaining Of Concepts.

this place also invited my abuser into group therapy even after me incessantly telling them "this is my abuser, she will use all this against me" and yeah guess what she did immidiatley after lol

dont go to wards.

WRT THE KNIFE: damn :0 thats insane dude, hopefully the nerve damage will heal but from experience its gonna take like, a few years at minimum lmao. i had a Knife Incident involving my pinky and the nerve damage was so bad that i couldnt hold scissors w my pinky in the scissor loop thing but evenchually it got better but it took like 4 years. if the knife was clean and not rusty ur risk of tetanus is pretty low i THINK, do not quote me on this. if ur scared of doctors, look into if ur pharmacy offers tetanus shots! some pharmacies have vaccinations other than flu and covid (which i need 2 get lol rip) so u might be able to get one THERE and not see A Doctor about it!

u dont need a doctor for the balding. minoxidil my dear boy, its at walmart, its the stuff thats in rogaine. you want "minoxidil 5%" thats whats in rogaine, theres "minoxidil 3%" thats For Girls but idk ive never heard of anyone having a problem w it. IT IS TOXIC TO CATS THOUGH IT IS VERY VERY TOXIC TO CATS IF YOU HAVE A CAT DO NOT LET THEM FUCKING TOUCH YOU OR RUB ON YOU UNTIL IT DRIES ok? :) id google more if i were u but boom. problem solved. i am the doctor now

"dog masks invoke disgust and should be banned" babygirl disgust is subjective and like, someone could use that logic to ban whatever YOU like, or Are. maybe someone is really disgusted by lil old ladies bc the wrinkles look gross as fuck to them. should we quarrantine the grandmas?

also lol at the dig against 14 year old internet puritans and then surprise surprise guess what happened on This Very Blog while this ask was sitting n collecting dust!! i gotta b on my best behavior bc theres a nonzero chance that The Feds will be looking at this blog (did u know u dont report cybercrime to local police and instead theres a form on the fbi's website? Well Now You Know!) and that goes 4 all of u too. bart please be good..... for the love of GOD please be good....... please tell me yall know that simpsons scene

also also yay doggy!! was it a regular dog or a dude in a pup mask? either way very fun n cool!!!