#in quotes because its actually consentual

[rowan-sins]

As you wish

Dracule Mihawk x Reader

Synopsis: Mihawk's lips ghost your neck, tongue brushing against the still bruising bite mark. "Is that what you needed to get you to behave? Did you need my attention, my affection."

He leaves a chaste kiss against the mark. Everything is still for a moment, the castle air warm and clammy on your skin, suffocating in your lungs. The breeze has paused the branches rhythmic thumping against partially open windows.

Mihawk is perfectly still except for the tilt of his head to look in your eyes. "Why did you let your pride get in the way of me being a dutiful husband?"

Content Warning: Yandere, non-consentual marriage, abuse of power, dubious consent, alcohol usage, drunk intercourse, biting, blood, blood drinking, vampire, cums inside (in a possessive way not a breeding way), vague exhibitionism (window is open), my terrible Spanish not letting me conjugate verbs properly

Authors note: Translation notes are at the bottom! Special shout out to @ceylon-morphe286​ for commisioning and encouraging this very fun and sexy idea just in time for halloween/kinktober. A sequel might be on the menu for that fun event. And also a special thank you to @lawscorazon​ and @deathskid​ for previewing the original first have and saying and I quote “i swear you get possesed when you write mihawk” also a formal apology for all fluent Spanish speakers i wish i knew how to conjugate verbs

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“And tell me why I should do anything with you?” You openly sneer at him, the man who calls himself your husband. Although, it’s more realistic to say he owns you. Owns the land you grew up on, owns your family and even your life. He was the lord that you served under.  In exchange for all of his realm paying taxes this year, the bastard had asked your father for your hand in marriage.

You were caught less than hours into your escape. Before noon, actually.

“Because I’m your husband, it’s proper we should eat dinner together.”

“Well, I want a divorce.”

“No.” He takes another sip of his red wine. His face is stone cold, except for his soft crows feet, which crinkle in amusement at your frustration.

“You’re insufferable, Mihawk!” And with that, you snatch the almost full bottle of wine off his study desk and promptly storm off further into the dark and empty castle. The halls are long, and it’s only by counting doors and grandiose foyers and empty dance halls that you manage to end up in your shared bedroom. You cursed its existence. The lack of privacy meant that while you constantly denied the advances of the man you shared a bed with, you couldn’t find the time alone to take care of your more private needs.

You take a swig from the bottle. You had intended to dump it all over your shared sheets, and make him change and wash them, you really had, but it slid so smoothly down your throat, with a rich fruity flavor that coated the inside of your mouth like fresh syrup. It was delicious. And so you had another sip, and another, until eventually the wine bottle was empty and on your nightstand, with you sitting near by it.

“I should probably-” you stop talking to hiccup “-go throw this away.” Your hand moves to grab the bottle, and yet somehow, the world slithers and swerves around your hand. The glass bottle grazes your hand, briefly, before bouncing off the counter and shattering with a thud on the floor. The only good grace you’d been offered that day is that you had drank it dry, and no wine had spilled onto the rug by your bedside.

You move off the bed to pick up the pieces, only to cut yourself on one of the shattered pieces. You bring the wound on your hand to your dress, only to pause when you hear the door creak open, and reveal Mihawk standing in the doorway. His shirt is mostly unbuttoned and loosely tucked into his dress slacks.

“Perfect timing, I really need you right now,” you whisper into the air with heated cheeks and wide eyes. Your hand is still holding the cut one, spreading the blood across your palms and fingers.

“You really did, considering you managed to cut yourself on a piece of a wine bottle.” He could be judgemental, he certainly sounded it, but the look in his eyes shows concern. He stalks closer to you, long arms picking you up from your current position, kneeling on the floor, before pressing you into the bed. He seems completely unphased by the cracking of glass under his shoes.

“Do you have a bandage nearby?” you ask, “or maybe some ointment? Mihawk it really hurts.” Your eyes water slightly. “Please take care of it for me.”

He tries to hide his smile. So you’re a needy drunk, he thinks to himself, oh, I wonder how this could play into my favor? He brings your cut hand closer to his face to inspect it, using his long fingers to spread out your palm so he can watch the blood bubble and drip out of the cut. “It’s okay, I’ll take care of you.”

He whispers soft words against your skin. You can feel his lips moving against your wrist, muttering words in some other language. You wish you could decipher it past the burning feeling his lips leave against your skin and the drumming of your own heart in your chest. He brings his lips to cut on your palm, and suddenly the sting disappears. His tongue laps at the blood, at the edge of the wound, and the pain underneath begins to fade too.

“Mi amor,” he says against the tingling cut on your palm. You can hear him now, that all your focus is on him, and nothing else in the dark bedroom. Not the flickering of candles, not the cold sea breeze through the open window. There is only Mihawk, as your eyes fixate on his.

“Eres Hermosa.” He brings his lips to suck at the base of your index finger before bending it down to kiss your knuckles. “Provoctiva.” His lips move against the rest of your knuckles, muttering praises in between. “Y ñeque.”

“Como un fuego-” His lips move against the back of your hand to your inner wrist, where he brings the flesh between his lips and sucks a mark into the delicate flesh. “-que arde para simpre.”

His lips follow up your arm as you tremble in his hold. Your other hand loosens its hold on the bed sheets and slips into his hair as he nips on your bicep, slowly kissing its way up the slope of your shoulder.

“Perdóname para esto,” he whispers against your neck, his hand finding its way in your hair, tilting your head to the side so he can freely explore your neck, “necesito probarte, por favor.” You feel his lips form into a snarl, before his teeth graze your jugular, and sink into your awaiting flesh.

The fire burning under your skin feels crisp and hot, burning with sharp corners and at such an intensity you can't help the moan that you let out. His hand holding yours guides itself between your legs, under your skirt, and you wreathe at the sensation of both your fingers sticking together because of your wetness.

“Touch me,” you whimper out into the air, as he sucks your neck, blood scarcely falling down from between his lips, “touch me and let me cum, please.”

He moans against your neck, grazing his finger against your clit before slowly pressing it into your walls, feeling them spasm and waver against his lone finger. It’s lithe and long, and the pad of it presses right against that special spot inside you, and as he gently rubs at it, barely thrusting his finger, your eyes roll back.

“More.” You whisper into the air. “More more more more more.” And he groans against your neck, more blood spilling from his tongue and down into the collar of your dress. Another finger breaches you. Slowly, and the stretch has you keening and arching your back into it.

His second finger reaches deep inside you, before pulling out to the first knuckle and slamming back in again, right against your g-spot. You can’t help the loud moan that escapes you, or the way you jerked away from his fingers, filthily fucking up into you. And when he presses you closer to him, one hand inside you, and one hand firmly wrapped around your waist, pressing your arching chest into his, you cum.

Your mouth opens in a silent scream as you clench around his fingers and let go, juices falling freely into his hand and onto his pants and sheets below. And when you come too, still gently shaking in his lap, does he finally let go of your neck and slip his fingers out.

He presses a kiss to the bite mark. And another. And his tongue licks at the trail of blood he left, nearing your chest. Your hands are quick to slip the straps of your cotton gown down your shoulders, leaving your chest free for him to explore.

“Mihawk.” You say firmly, looking down at him, his eyes meeting you from the level of your breasts.

“Don’t say my name like that or I’ll hold you down and fuck you into the matress.”

“Maybe that’s what I’ve wanted.” You can see the gears turned in his head, his eyes widened for a brief moment, before narrowing in sync with his smirk.

“As you wish.”

It’s within a blink of an eye that he has the both of you flipped over, so that you’re firmly in his lap, facing him, his back against the headboard. Mihawk's lips ghost your neck, tongue brushing against the still bruising bite mark. "Is that what you needed to get you to behave? Did you need my attention, my affection."

He leaves a chaste kiss against the mark. Everything is still for a moment, the castle air warm and clammy on your skin, suffocating in your lungs. The breeze has paused the branches rhythmic thumping against partially open windows.

Mihawk is perfectly still except for the tilt of his head to look in your eyes. "Why did you let your pride get in the way of me being a dutiful husband?"

“I-” It’s so hard for you to get the words out. “I don’t know.” He nuzzles his head further into your neck, so he traps himself in your embrace while you curl into yourself.

“Let me take care of you,” he whispers against the still tingling flesh. You can feel his hands leave you, the drift down from idly stroking your thigh and love handles to his pants, and you can hear the sound of the zipper echo in your ears only after you feel his length pressed against your thigh. You can feel it graze your entrance, hazily, like in a dream you had a hundred nights ago.

“I need you to tell me you want me.” He whispers. You can feel the head of his cock graze your clit. “Dime que me quieres.”

You move your hips, trying to catch him on your entrance, but feel him slip between to rest idly against your sex. “Dime que me necesitas.” 

And a part of your resolve breaks, snaps in half because pleasure that you’ve wanted so badly is right there. It’s your for the taking if he lets you have it. His hands snake their way up to your breasts, and his fingers tease your nipples while his mouth trails its way to your ear. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

You grind down on him again and he stops toying with your breasts to hold your hips still. “Mihawk,” you pant out, “let me, please I-”

“Say it.” He moves his head from the crook of your neck to rest his forehead against yours. “Set your pride aside and let me make love to you. Tell me you need me inside you.”

And you break, momentarily, a relapse in judgment sure to cost you your dignity by the way you cry that you need him inside you right this minute. And that you might die if you don’t have him tenderly fuck into you. Disgust and joy fester inside you like milk and lemon juice curdling when he finally moves his cock to your entrance and slowly sinks you down onto him.

The stretch is mild, a small burning that's easily distracted from his thumb moving down to your clit. A thumb that rolls soft circles around your bud that has your legs shaking in tandem with the heavy and slow rhythm he takes.

His lips meet yours again, and it’s only when the taste of your blood meets his tongue that he realizes that you’d been biting your lip this whole time, trying not to make noises. It’s coppery, metallic even, and he breaks the kiss to suck your lower lip and enjoy the flavor. He’s bathed in sensation, your legs moving around his waist, squeezing him even closer as he bucks into you. How your chest presses against him. Your heart beats quickly for the both of you, only separated by flesh and bone and muscle and whatever god was kind enough to make him rise from the dead just to meet you.

“Mi amor,” he moans as he breaks off the kiss, “¿Te sientes bien? ¿Te hago sentir bien?”

Your lips find his again, one hand cupping his cheek as the other scratches fine lines down his back, welts of blue underneath your own blood smeared on his back. You can’t help but break off the kiss and trail them to his cheek. “I’m close. Mihawk I’m close.”

His thumb quickens its pace on your clit, and he revels in the sweet keen that you let out, sure to be heard by those outside the open window. It coils something in his gut, brings him so close to the edge he knows he moments away. “Cum with me then.”

And that’s what sends you over the edge. Your head throws itself back in ecstasy while you scream, exposing your neck and the still healing bite mark, and Mihawk cums as you spasm around his length, and legs shake from around his hips. It’s the surge of possessiveness, that he owns you, that makes his high truly unbearable. His bite mark on your neck, his seed inside you, your scratch marks down his back and your blood on his lips. You are his. Truly.

You fall fully into his chest, your cheek resting on his clavicle as you slump into him. His hand leaves your cunt, to trail to your back and rub circles, soothing you as all those sensations leave your body.

“Are you ready to behave for me now, little one?”

Translation Notes:

You chuckle lightly, “I think the only thing I’m ready for right now, is a good night's rest.”

Eres Hermosa: You’re beautiful

Provoctiva: Provacitive

Y ñeque: And Courageous

Como un fuego-... -que arde para simpre: Like a fire that always burns

Perdóname para esto: Forgive me for this

necesito probarte, por favor: I need to taste you, please

Dime que me quieres: tell me you want me

Dime que me necesitas: tell me you need me

Mi amor: my love

¿Te sientes bien? ¿Te hago sentir bien?: Do you feel good? Do I make you feel good?

[kiwiships-dark]

There's just something about a whumper mocking a whumpee with the line "poor little thing"

[a-pretty-nerd]

Okay, Okay

Look, Listen

Shigaraki NSFW SMUT HEADCANNONS

I get it, dom Shigaraki is hot. Cool, whatever, a lot of us simps are bottoms.

BUT AS A VERSE

It is my responsibility to challenge the status quote and bring something new to the table.

Shigaraki is a switch and can AND will take a good pounding every now and again.

ALSO, I do find it a little ridiculous that Shiggy would be a hard dom just because of his character and back story. If anything, I think he'd be wanting to try shit but be would never, ever, EVER, intentionally hurt someone outside of their consent when it comes to sex.

Sex would be VERY intimate for Shigaraki. He would need to trust that person with his life. Which, lets be real, would be really really hard for him and a BIG step.

He would also be TERRIFIED. What if he slips up and his partner is just turned to dust? He's mortified. Refuses to touch his partner unless he feels comfortable and his wearing his gloves. (Glove fetish, anyone?)

Dick size? Oh he's good. I think we can all agree, he's not slacking in that department. But I also don't think he's massive. Probably like an impressive 6inch. But he's definitely a grower not a shower. And he's not tooo thick. He's just the right length and width to make you squirm, but its not going to hurt you.

PRAISE KINK 👏 PRAISE KINK 👏 He just wants to please you. He's desperate for love and attention and affection so please please PLEASE, tell him how good he is. It gets him SO rilled up.

He thinks oral is so luxurious. He just melts the second you touch him omfg you take such good care of him. You don't even have to get it all the way in your mouth. Bad gad reflex? Use your hands and suck the tips, he doesn't care. Although he will lose his mind if you manage to get it all down.

Body 👏 oddy 👏 oddy 👏 Worship. He's obsessed with you. Like OBSESSED with your form. He just, UGH, can't get enough!

I do agree with the majority of Shiggy simps, he's insatiable. Once he gets to that place where he can trust and love enough to get to sex, omg he's absolutely crazy. He can't get enough of you. He wants you all day, all night. Even when he's tired and can't actually peform, he wants you near him.

He's a bossy bottom. Enough said.

He knows what protection is, he knows he should use it, but if you're safe and he's safe, he does not care. He wants it, raw. He just likes it better, he finds it so much more intimate. He won't refuse you if you make him wear a condom, bit he will pout about it.

He loves snuggle sex. Like hold you close, as close as you can get, intimate, loving, kisses, sweet nothings, snuggly sex. Don't you dare tell anyone that, thats a secret between the two of you.

He is fiercely private. Would be mortified if anyone found out about your sex life, even if all you had to say were good things. So SHHHH.

Things he will not, down right refuses, you will NEVER get him to do:

Quirk play. He will NEVER, threaten you with his quirk. Never, it scares him to much. The idea of you gone by his hands would crush him.

Threesome. He's not into it. He's fiercely private, he knows he'd get jealous and upset by it. Sometimes its hard for him to even think about you with other people. He'd be heartbroken to witness it.

I read an fanfiction once, that was actually really well written and the writer seems great, BUT they headcannoned that Shigaraki would be into a rapeplay and I whole-heartedly disagree. I think Shigaraki would feel sick to his stomach if he ever knew or felt like the situation wasn't 100% consentual. I just think he's too much of a trauma victim himself to ever even think about shit like that. Like even if YOU wanted to, I don't think he could do it. He likes making you cry out his name, don't get me wrong, but it'd tear him apart if the whole point was a traumatic situation like that.

Things he'd never do on his own but will if you ask him:

Choking? Kind of? If he feels comfortable and wearing gloves, he will put a hand around your neck. You will never be able to get him to do more than a light squeeze.

Breeding kink/roleplay? Omega/Alpha shit? The idea of actually have kids strikes absolute and utter fear into his heart and soul, BUT the sex part he'd totally be into. The idea of "claiming" and all that Jazz, he thinks is fun.

Most silly roleplay things, he'd do. He'd do the costumes and the fake "oh no! What are you doing!?" Or "whatever will I do!" Shit. He knows it's silly and it makes him giggle every now and then especially if uoir acting is super bad. But he still thinks its fun.

[floraone]

What do we mean when we say “sex positivity?”

With Smutember around the corner, and because this is SADLY nothing sex ed talks about consistently around the globe, I want to take a bit of time to about sex positivity if you’ll allow me. Specifically, what we mean when we use the term, and what it doesn’t. Does sex positivity mean you have to like having sex? (Spoiler, it doesn’t). Does sex positivity mean it’s wrong to not be open about doing certain practices? (Nope, it doesn’t either.) Does sex positivity mean I have to either love or hate porn, or erotic literature? (No, again.)

Since I’ll talk about this for a little longer, AND you because get to decide if you want this topic on your dash*, read ahead after the cut.  (*and, while we’re at that, with smutember coming: all posts on this blog will be tagged with the hashtag #smutember2020 henceforth. If you don’t want to see this content, please feel free to block the hashtag.)

Forthose who don’t want a long post, here is the TL;DR:

Sex positivity is defined in many, many different ways, but ultimately spans attitudes regarding how we perceive sex and sexual conduct both for ourselves and others. It sees sex as a healthy expression of ourselves in which all consensual expressions of it are valid. In which shaming each other for sex or sex practices or shaming each other for the lack of experiencing sexual desire and having healthy sexual boundaries is not sex-positive. Sex positivity is about embracing all expressions of sex and sexuality (as long as they are between consenting people) as something positive that embraces open communication about personal limits and desires, and encourages exploration. Consent here is the most important prerequisite requirement: That all people involved are of an age and state of mind and consciousness where they are able to willingly consent, as well as have the perceived power to willingly consent to participate in the action. 

So, to preface this shortly, this isn’t actually a term that is super easy to define. Which is why scholars (among them feminist, psychologist, social studies and sexual medicine scholars and many others) have not yet agreed on a universal definition. In fact, there are papers solely focusing on comparing definitions to find their common ground. It is, thus, definitely not something that goes without saying.

Before I can speak about what sex positivity is, we have to talk about the most important ingredient, though: Consent.

What is (and isn’t) consent?

Consent is the explicit agreement to participating in any action, and here, specificially, sex. It can be verbal and non-verbal, but it means everyone involved really wants to do all sexual actions that are being done, no exceptions. It means no one is being coerced against their will, no one’s concerns are being ignored, their desires and boundaries are known and being listened to and respected. It means no one is doing something they had no chance to reflect upon if they want it or not, and no one is doing something they don’t want out of obligation or a sense of duty. It means no one is having sexual contact with someone who isn’t able to consent in any form: be it because they can’t consent because of their age, or limited consciousness, or because of perceived verbal or nonverbal threats and/or consequences. The latter, in its most base terms, means (non-exhaustively) that people below the (culturally differing) ages of consent - meaning children and young teenagers - cannot consent, that people who are intoxicated, under the influence of drugs, asleep, in a state of trauma or shock, in a dissociated state of mind or any similar states cannot consent, and that people who feel they have no power to say no cannot conset - i.e. someone who fears consequences to their physical, social or psychological well-being (or those of others) if they say no, which can range from, say, an employee feeling like they can’t decline an employer’s physical advances that they don’t want without negative consequences in any form in their work-environment, or a person in a romantic relationship fearing a break-up if they don’t “deliver” sex even if they don’t want it, or a person who feels they have to “deliver” sex they don’t want in order to prove their personal worth or love or affection or to avoid ridicule. These are of course non-exhaustive. A person who says yes even though they don’t want to because they feel they can’t say no, as well as a person who is too young and/or unable to say no, isn’t consenting. 

And because this is so important, here, have that brilliant Tea of Consent by Emmeline May, quoted and photographed off my copy of “More Orgasms Please: Why Female Pleasure Matters” by the Hotbed Collective.

What Sex Positivity Is

Most of us are very intuitive about what sex positivity is, but the fewest of us have ever discussed it at length in any way or form, and thus the edges are very often hazy!

First and foremost, sex positivity is a set of attitudes that forms personal beliefs regarding sexuality, how we perceive collectively shared sexual norms, and how we view sexual autonomy and sexual expression both in ourselves and others. So what does that all entail, and how does that look?

A basic view of this is: sex is good! Sex is, as long as it’s consensual, something healthy, and a valid and enjoyable way to express intimacy, affection, love and desire. It’s not just a means to an end (satisfaction, babies, etc.) and it should not be shrouded in shame or pain or discomfort, and instead be communicated about openly and respectfully. This is of course, in direct answer to sex-negativity: The belief that sex is bad, shameful, sinful, and having it makes you just as sinful.

Here is one of many scientific definitions for the term:   “[Sex positivity is] the belief that all consensual expressions of sexuality are valid.” (p.289) 

That means if you’re, say, really into having sex while wearing stockings (actually something that comes up very often when you ask people of their fantasies in surveys!) or maybe wanting to be tied up for it (also a VERY frequent fantasy) and do it ONLY with people who are into it, too, and not against their will, then it’s a healthy expression of your desire and no one (no parents, no society, no church or institution or anyone) is entitled to shame or sanction you for it.

As Justin Lehmiller, a social psychologist and sex researcher says, society (including its medical and psychological history and authorities, sadly!) has had a very narrow and restrictive view of what is “ok” to be desirable when it comes to sex in the past and sadly sometimes still the present, and that “they’ve pretty much told us that we shoudn’t do anything other than put penises in vaginas and even that, ideally, should only take place within the confines of a heterosexual, monogamous marriage).” (p.vi) Bringing with it the dogma of immorality and crime, among else. 

Sex positivity aims to be the antithesis of this. It means all forms of consensual sexual expression are valid. Not one form is better than another. If you live and love monogamously or heteronormatively, it isn’t better or worse than living in any other form. From polyamory to kinks, or having any kind of consensual fetish that don’t hurt anyone else or their free sexual expression when sharing them with others, all of them are valid, none of them are better or worse than any other individual choice. It means celebrating and validating all forms of sexual expression (or lack thereof!) as well as all forms consensual practices, while having any form of sexual identity and any placement on the wide spectrum that is gender identity. 

What Sex Positivity Isn’t

Because sometimes it is easier to thoroughly understand something by outlining what it DOESN’T include, this is more imporant than many might think. And because I’m obviously not the first person to think about this, there is this really great article by Everyday Feminism about what sex positivity isn’t that is written in a very clear and straight-forward way, that I’ll urge everyone to check out, but I’ll also outline some select few of the (more numerous) basics they’ve described here:

🚫 Sex positivity means liking sex

No. Just because someone really, really enjoys sex, that does not mean at all they are sex-positive by default. Sex positivity isn’t synonym with being overly enthusiastic about having sex or surrounding yourself with it. It can! But that’s not at all the point in the slightest. Someone who really likes sex can still be disrespecful about someone else’s sexual expression, or feel entitled to someone else’s sexual acts or interest in sexuality, or that they can judge someone’s sexual identity or form of expression. Sex positivity is about respecting others in all their forms of sexual expression, even if those forms don’t represent your own. Likewise, someone who does not themselves like or enjoy sex can still be respectful of other’s expression of it in any form and with any other person or persons, and see sexuality as a healthy form of self-expression even when it is their choice to not engage in it for any span of time or reasons.

🚫 Sex positivity means everyone should have and like sex because it’s healthy

No. There are uncountably many reasons why someone might be repulsed by sex or simply not interested it. All of them are valid. None of them are to be shamed. Sexual trauma, sexual exploitation, a lack of feeling sexually empowered, pain during sexual intercourse, lack of desire, internalized shame that prevents sex from being enjoyable, the feeling of being in an environment where your sexuality is coerced or objectified and not feeling comfortable with it, being touch-repulsed or simply feeling no inkling of “lust”. All of this is valid. Sex positiy means respecting boundaries in consentual sex. It does not mean you have to have sex if it is unpleasant for you for any number of reasons. Of course, if you want sex and are suffering under any number of reasons that make you not enjoy it even though you would intrinsincally WANT to enjoy it (Anything from pain to sexual trauma to shame), then there are professionals out there qualified to help and counsel you. But they, too, are not entitled to dictate sexual action for you. Only you decide if you want to have sex or not. No one else. You are the master of your sexual expression in any form and are entitled to decide how, when and if you (and only you) want it, and no one else. That is an expression of sex positivity.

🚫 Sex positivity means being open to all forms of sex

No. Being sex positive means you respect the healthy expression of your own and someone else’s sexuality, and this includes their boundaries. You can believe that sex is healthy and enjoyable and should not be shamed in the least, and still not like anal. It does mean however that you still respect someone and their sexual expression when they do like the shit out of anal (pun intended lol, thank you very much.) This person is not entitled for YOU to like anal or to get it from you if you don’t enjoy it, and you are not entitled for them to not desire it. And this of course goes for any sexual practice. Judging and shaming someone for enjoying giving blowjobs is not sex-positive, just like it isn’t sex-positive to expect someone to inherently WANT to give blowjobs. Sexual boundaries are very healthy, and an important form of self-reflection and the root of true informed consent. Knowing what you like and don’t like and that these things will most likely differ from others in their unique expression is an important path to a most healthy sexual expression.

🚫 Sex positivity means always being ready, available, and interested in sex, with anyone.

No. Sexual expectations wear heavily on people from any gender or sexual identity. Many queer or nonbinary people suffer, among else, under sexualisation and being made the stuff of fetishes or being ascribed heavily sexualized attributions. Many men, among else, suffer under normative stereotypes, myths and sexual scripts that say they always want sex and are unmanly when they don’t feel desire 24/7, that they’re always up for sex and never not in the mood. Likewise, the 70s brought women and their sexual freedom into a position heavily reinforced by porn scripts in which they are expected as ‘sexually freed’ beings to be sexually available, ready, interested, and orgasmic at all times, and if you are not, you are a prude, and if you do it too much, you are a slut. These are all (non-exhaustive) forms of sexual shaming and dictated sexual expectations. If you are generally enthusiastic about sex and enjoying it, you are allowed to have phases where you feel less desire. And whether you are someone with a generally smaller libido that sometimes spikes, or you’re someone who has never felt any sexual desire at all, or someone who wants sex a lot, you are sex positive when you respect other’s free expression of it, and this includes the frequency in which they want it or with whom they have it. You get to pick what sex you have and with whom or how many you have it, no one else. Anyone who tells you otherwise under the mantle of ‘sex positivity’ is, as everyday feminism so eloquently put, employing “sexual coercion cloaked in faux-progressive language. If someone is calling you a prude or sex-negative for not having sex with them, they’re violating your consent and their opinion of you is invalid. And just because you want to create a world in which everyone is empowered to make the sexual choices they want doesn’t mean that you personally have to be interested in casual sex.”

🚫 Sex positivity means sex is healthy, so that means I am entitled to sex.

No. It means you are entitled to WANT to have it, but not to have it. In sex as in every other need involving other people (from receiving oral, to boardgames, to conversations, to a hug or affection): Just because you are entitled to want something or even very validly need something, that does not mean someone else is obligated to give it to you. Just because someone needs comfort and company, you are not obligated to give it. Just because someone wants and needs attention, it is not your job to give it. Just because someone wants sex and feels they need it, even if they are your partner, you are not obligated to give it. This can be frustrating, of course. But NO: Just because you want sex, you are not entitled to have it. Ever. From anyone. No one owes you sex, not even if you’re married to them. Everyone has their own sexual agency, and everyone needs to respect it. In fact, feeling entitled to sex lies at the base of sexual aggressive behavior of all kind, and the idea that your own desire for sexual activity rates higher in priority than the individual needs of the person you’re coercing it from. It’s at the root of rape culture, and something we must all internalize to overcome it: Despite you wanting something and it being healthy to have it or to get this something, no one owes it to us or is obligated to give it to us.

🚫 Sex positivity means you have no problems with sex.

No. The term positivity of course often brings overtly positive connotations with it: something easy and happy. Of course, sex positivity doesn’t require you to have an easy or happy relationship with sex and sexuality. Sex can be traumatising, uncomfortable, regrettable, awkward, unpleasant, confusing, or plain boring and uninteresting to you. Even if it isn’t traumatising or painful, it can still be hell of a lot frustrating navigating it and your own desires. Body image issues or and religious restrictions that can be important to you or not, never having orgasmed but really really wanting to, the feelings of not ever having encountered sex that’s truly fun for you, all of these and many, many more are the giant maze that can arise when navigating sexuality in our lives. None of these means you aren’t sex positive. It’s here for survivors of sexual violence and aggression and those who want to reclaim their sexual agency, sexual empowerment and self-expression, just as it is here for asexuals, demisexuals, aromantics, or anyone else. It’s the belief that we have a right to a healthy sexuality without being shamed, violated, sanctioned or discriminated for it, and that we have a right to our boundaries as well as our fantasies. 

So, I’m guessing most of you knew this intuitively all along. I’m preaching to the choir. However, seeing it written down often helps us in expressing ourselves, and in the way we confidently navigate our own sexual empowerment.

And, with smutember on the horizon again, when we once again try to incorporate sex positivity in our writing, too, it might serve as a good reminder that we help along the normalisation of sex positivity whenever we portray it in media in general, and fiction specifically! I hope one day we will take all this fully for granted, and everyone around us, too!

[boreal-sea]

I may just be misunderstanding here but when i see the term anti here on tumblr i thought it meant anti pedophilia? What does that have to do with kink? I am not super involved with the kink community although i do like bdsm. Am i missing some new development? Are the pedos doing that 'its just a kink' shit again?

Anti doesn’t really mean anti-pedophilia, that’s just one of their cover stories.

Everyone is anti-pedophilia (except for pedophiles obviously). Basically everyone you’ll ever meet is anti-pedophilia. I’m anti-pedophilia and anti-child porn because NO FUCKING DUH, IT’S BAD AND GROSS. 

Problem: Antis aren’t actually talking about child porn, and not JUST child porn. The Anti umbrella is big, and there are many things they want to ban. 

TD;DR:  With the categories defined below, pretty much any ship, fic, or piece of fanart can be deemed as “problematic” according to an Anti. They control the rules, and can change or redefined the rules whenever they like - even literally in the middle of a debate with you.

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1. Antis are against the representation of underage characters in fanfic and fan art in sexual ways. 

You may think this just means they’re anti-child-porn and anti-pedophilia. There’s a legal problem, though. Depictions (written or illustrations that aren’t photorealistic) of underage characters in sexual situations isn’t child porn according to US law. I’m going to quote Justice.gov here:

“Visual depictions include photographs, videos, digital or computer generated images indistinguishable from an actual minor, and images created, adapted, or modified, but appear to depict an identifiable, actual minor.”

https://www.justice.gov/criminal-ceos/citizens-guide-us-federal-law-child-pornography

So legally, Antis have no ground to stand on (in America) for the pedophilia thing. Fanfic and fanart of underage characters isn’t child porn. You may or may not agree with America’s legal definition, but freedom of expression does exist, and the law is written to protect actual children from being abused while also protecting freedom of speech and the ability to write/draw anything you want. It’s a hard line to straddle, and perhaps the US hasn’t done it perfectly.

The second problem is that Antis tend to expand their definition of “child” in many cases. Note that “pedophilia” in the US is defined as a legal adult over the age of 18 feeling sexual attraction to prepubescent children (around the age of 12), not just ANYONE under the age of 18. Keep that in mind while looking at this list of things Antis consider “child porn”:

Age gaps between two adult characters.

Size differences between the two adult characters.

One of the adult characters looks younger than 18, despite being defined as over 18 in canon.

Aging-up under-aged characters to over 18.

Two teens having sex.

Legally, none of the above things are pedophilia even in real life. Teens are not pedophiles for being attracted to one another or having sex. It is this expanded definition of what is and is not pedophilia that creates so many problems with Antis. They are constantly moving the goal-posts of what “counts” as child porn in their opinion, despite the fact that legally, NONE of it is child porn.

Whew. Ok. Moving on.

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2. Antis are against certain tropes and kinks, specifically noncon and dubcon.

Noncon / dubcon are also known as “rape fantasy”. This is a VERY common kinky fantasy in the real world. Antis can’t process the separation of fantasy and reality though, and they think that if you condone something in the bedroom or in fanfic, you condone it IRL. 

Con-noncon, or consentual non-consent play, rape play, whatever you want to call it, is 100% consentual. Everyone involved wants to be there, and everyone is enjoying themselves. If they stop enjoying it and use a safe word, the scene is over. That’s why it’s not rape. 

The problem is... you can’t be against SOME kinks and not others, because basically all kinky behavior would be completely inappropriate and even illegal on the street. I don’t go around hitting people with paddles in Walmart, or cuffing strangers to the beds in Ikea. That’s a fast way to be arrested for assault.

The Anti’s argument against noncon is “rape is bad in real life”. Yeah. So is hitting people and tying them up. 

All kink is inherently complicated, but that’s ok. Kink is great - but it takes a mature, calm and open mind to accept this.

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3. Antis are against certain pairings they deem to be “abusive”.

Is that pairing a health, consentual relationship with purely vanilla sex between two adults who look the same age, are the same age, and have no unfair power dynamics between them? If not, you’re an abuser irl and you think it’s cute to hurt people! - No really, I’ve had anons tell me this. 

Enemies-to-lovers? Problematic. Bad. Ban it. Straight-up shipping enemies, or the protagonist with the antagonist? How DARE you. Villain/hero? How dare you romanticize mental and physical abuse! This would include ships like Loki/Tony, for instance, and potentially even Zuko/Katara. Well, THAT ship would also be “pedophilia” too so DOUBLE boo to you!

Of course, the definition of what qualifies as an “abusive ship” is purely subjective, and varies wildly from Anti to Anti. Characters bickering and arguing in canon could be enough for an Anti to define the ship as abusive. 

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TL;DR: With the categories defined above, pretty much any ship, fic, or piece of fanart can be deemed as “problematic” according to an Anti. They control the rules, and can change or redefined the rules whenever they like - even literally in the middle of a debate with you.

Note: If you feel I’ve misinterpreted the legal definition of child porn, I’m totally open to other interpretations! I’ve seen other on legal sites like the FBI website that specifically say the imagery must be “photographs or illustrations so photorealistic they cannot be distinguished from a photograph” so that’s what I’m going off. 

[fleetingfan77]

The Flaw in Every Crystal

Chapter 9

Retraining Arc Part 1

aka: Its downhill from here

aka: Was it worth it?

So, the result of Jazz first exploding, then trying to claw Prowl to death was....not goo to say the least... Prowl was able to get his apartment all fixed up, and first order of business on his free day is to go back to training, well, not exactly back to but going at it from a different direction. Since Jazz destroyed the last room, Prowl got to make it up all shiny and new with new features, such as straps to keep Jazz in an upright position putting him right between a rock and a hard place.

Jazz seems oddly calm on first waking up. Not being surprised at being restrained, his first thoughts are to look around and take in his situation and if/how he can escape again. Here we see the traits that will probably help keep Jazz alive longest when he becomes Spec Ops. Nice to know that he’s able to keep a cool head and hope for an escape still even after knowing the first attempt failed to get him anything really.

Prowl comes in with a kind of calm attitude towards Jazz, telling him how much work Triage was left to do because of him. This sets Jazz off even more since Prowl at this point seems probably like a raised cobra to him. Doing nothing at the moment, but ready to bit at any time.

We also learn now what the additional components were that Prowl commissioned Triage to do. Someone ring a bell cause Jazz finally got his wings! Prowl brings up that they are high quality wings as well with the sensitivity turned up so that when he helps/hurts Jazz with them, Jazz fully feels it. This new act of Prowl’s has Jazz on serious edge since it’s the waiting for pain that can drive you nuts. Prowl keeps a calm tone while Jazz falls back on insults and snark to try to get back at Prowl any way he can. I’m surprised that Jazz is so quickly fooled into thinking Prowl won’t hurt him at this point when its like, come on, you blew up his house and then attacked him. He is not going to let that go Jazz. I know that my mind would just be bringing up every possible painful scenario of what might happen. 

"Praxus can fall into a smelter for all I care." He was starting to fall for his own act of bravery, hoping that maybe things might not turn out as bad as he imagined.

"Don't be unreasonable, my mate." Prowl removed himself entirely from the other's frame and even stepped back. "Such a thing could never feasibly happen."

Jazz snapped his denta at the other as he retreated. "No, that'd be too good for this city. It deserves a much worse fate."

FORESHADOWING!!

I do wonder how Jazz will react to the fall. He, I’m sure, will have no love for the native Praxians, but will he even think of the people who like him may have been trapped there? Or would he not because he would be too annoyed at their and his own weakness in allowing the kidnapping and training to happen to them?

It actually seems if anything having the escape attempt fail gave Jazz more spirit and anger, not less. Even talking back at Prowl’s attempts to gaslight him with time. We see now Prowl trying to force anger, hoping to scare Jazz into acting better. Hint: It doesn’t work here. 

Nice to know though that Jazz is willing to revisit the play-along plan in the future. It’s always annoying when fictional characters throw out a perfectly good plan just because it didn’t work properly the first time. Though Prowl will be much more on guard for that kind of thing in the future now. 

Prowl seems to be going full on mind games and gaslighting now, acting nicely to Jazz and seemingly interested in having Jazz change his mind. This of course only angers Jazz more, causing him to lash out. 

Part of me wants to make Taming of the Shrew comparisons so badly but its not really similar enough to what I remember to do so. At this point though I can see Prowl lifting the plan of food denial while saying like “Sorry my mate, seems I brought you the wrong energon” once Jazz gets hunger and then taking it away or something like that. High school English was a long time ago. 

Jazz actually calms down and realizes that anger isn’t helping fairly fast. Probably because Prowl keeps leaving the room. If Prowl stayed there, it would probably just keep working Jazz up.

Man, hand-feeding the person you’ve captured and want to make love you comes up A LOT in transformers fanfiction. By which I mean I’ve seen this twice, one story was “The Perfect Song” which was more Jazz/Prowl consentual BDSM and far less creepy, and in “These Games We Play” which is Jazz/Soundwave and almost as creepy as this story but more thriller than horror.

ANYWAY, we get Prowl finally maiming Jazz in retaliation for Jazz’s attack earlier. And there’s a misplaced end quote here, fyi: 

With that nothing of a warning, Prowl pulled a blade from his subspace and sliced down one of Jazz's sensor panels. He only applied enough pressure to cut in, not through. He only wanted to injure for now, he would come back to do actual damage."

So yeah, Prowl apparently knows how to slice up wings correctly fairly well, which raises a whole host of creepy questions. We also see the start of a true cycle of abuse here:

Prowl hurts Jazz --> Jazz behaves due to fear --> Prowl pushes Jazz and angers him --> Jazz talks back --> see step one again.

Really creepy to see Jazz sizing up whatever Prowl is threatening to see if it is worth the rebellion.

And that’s it for now. Till next time!