#[ suggestive ]

[backalleylemon]

She saving on my system till I scum

[oooocleo]

💞 high tier Shirin face I feel compelled to share………!

patreon

[kabukiaku]

get some of that ghoul NECK MEAT

[ryllen]

vulnerable

... (( s o r r y , w h o i s ? ))

[the-haunted-office]

Doom: ...... o_o;

[hayweerc]

I yanked their shirts off so I could finally practice some anatomy.

Their bodies change depending on the AU 👀

[melled42]

big ol 4 piece size different themed smut dump on the patreon 10 tier. really like how it turned out, did a few different takes on positions and whose in charge.

[endbie]

Cheez you brought this image to my mind I fear. Has anyone done this before

[thepriceofagift]

Oooh, this is good! Thanks, OP!

Really good for us and what we do (ahem— me and what I do).

I’d say my “style” is also a big, big blend, but definitely way heavier on the non-diegetic; also, read the tags please please please—

https://archiveofourown.org/series/4596199

please help me- i used to be pretty smart but i’m having so much trouble grasping the concept of diegetic vs non-diegetic bdsm!

gfkjldghfd okay first of all I'm sorry for the confusion, if you're not finding anything on the phrase it's because I made it up and absolutely nobody but me ever uses it, but I haven't found a better way to express what I'm trying to say so I keep using it. but now you've given me an excuse to ramble on about some shit that is only relevant to me and my deeply inefficient way of talking and by god I'm going to take it.

SO. the way diegetic and non-diegetic are normally used is to talk about music and sound design in movies/tv shows. in case you aren't familiar with that concept, here's a rundown:

diegetic sound is sound that happens within the world of the movie/show and can be acknowledged by the characters, like a song playing on the stereo during a driving scene, or sung on stage in Phantom of the Opera. it's also most other sounds that happen in a movie, like the sounds of traffic in a city scene, or a thunderclap, or a marching band passing by. or one of the three stock horse sounds they use in every movie with a horse in it even though horses don't really vocalize much in real life, but that's beside the point, the horse is supposed to be actually making that noise within the movie's world and the characters can hear it whinnying.

non-diegetic sound is any sound that doesn't exist in the world of the movie/show and can't be perceived by the characters. this includes things like laugh tracks and most soundtrack music. when Duel of Fates plays in Star Wars during the lightsaber fight for dramatic effect, that's non-diegetic. it exists to the audience, but the characters don't know their fight is being backed by sick ass music and, sadly, can't hear it.

the lines can get blurry between the two, you've probably seen the film trope where the clearly non-diegetic music in the title sequence fades out to the same music, now diegetic and playing from the character's car stereo. and then there are things like Phantom of the Opera as mentioned above, where the soundtrack is also part of the plot, but Phantom of the Opera does also have segments of non-diegetic music: the Phantom probably does not have an entire orchestra and some guy with an electric guitar hiding down in his sewer just waiting for someone to break into song, but both of those show up in the songs they sing down there.

now, on to how I apply this to bdsm in fiction.

if I'm referring to diegetic bdsm what I mean is that the bdsm is acknowledged for what it is in-world. the characters themselves are roleplaying whatever scenarios their scenes involve and are operating with knowledge of real life rules/safety practices. if there's cnc depicted, it will be apparent at some point, usually right away, that both characters actually are fully consenting and it's all just a planned scene, and you'll often see on-screen negotiation and aftercare, and elements of the story may involve the kink community wherever the characters are. Love and Leashes is a great example of this, 50 Shades and Bonding are terrible examples of this, but they all feature characters that know they're doing bdsm and are intentional about it.

if I'm talking about non-diegetic bdsm, I'm referring to a story that portrays certain kinks without the direct acknowledgement that the characters are doing bdsm. this would be something like Captive Prince, or Phantom of the Opera again, or the vast majority of bodice ripper type stories where an innocent woman is kidnapped by a pirate king or something and totally doesn't want to be ravished but then it turns out he's so cool and sexy and good at ravishing that she decides she's into it and becomes his pirate consort or whatever it is that happens at the end of those books. the characters don't know they're playing out a cnc or D/s fantasy, and in-universe it's often straight up noncon or dubcon rather than cnc at all. the thing about entirely non-diegetic bdsm is that it's almost always Problematic™ in some way if you're not willing to meet the story where it's at, but as long as you're not judging it by the standards of diegetic bdsm, it's just providing the reader the same thing that a partner in a scene would: the illusion of whatever risk or taboo floats your boat, sometimes to extremes that can't be replicated in real life due to safety, practicality, physics, the law, vampires not being real, etc. it's consensual by default because it's already pretend; the characters are vehicles for the story and not actually people who can be hurt, and the reader chose to pick up the book and is aware that nothing in it is real, so it's all good.

this difference is where people tend to get hung up in the discourse, from what I've observed. which is why I started using this phrasing, because I think it's very crucial to be able to differentiate which one you're talking about if you try to have a conversation with someone about the portrayal of bdsm in media. it would also, frankly, be useful for tagging, because sometimes when you're in the mood for non-diegetic bodice ripper shit you'd call the police over in real life, it can get really annoying to read paragraphs of negotiation and check-ins that break the illusion of the scene and so on, and the opposite can be jarring too.

it's very possible to blur these together the same way Phantom of the Opera blurs its diegetic and non-diegetic music as well. this leaves you even more open to being misunderstood by people reading in bad faith, but it can also be really fun to play with. @not-poignant writes fantastic fanfic, novels, and original serials on ao3 that pull this off really well, if you're okay with some dark shit in your fiction I would highly recommend their work. some of it does get really fucking dark in places though, just like. be advised. read the tags and all that.

but yeah, spontaneous writer plug aside, that's what I mean.

[heartfullofleeches]

[18+, suggestive, Amab Reader]

Bashful Darling who refuses to kiss their Yan for one, incredibly embarrassing reason- Something they could never tell another living soul. A secret shame they'd sooner take to their grave, but Yan is so understanding and gentle in their advances. Whatever's troubling their beloved will be safe with them. If someone hurt their precious angel in the past they'll-

"I... I get aroused just from kissing! M-my first kiss... I almost came in my pants when their lips touched mine. You must think I'm a huge pervert. I'm sorry..."

Oh.

That wasn't the answer the were expecting- but it's not like they repulsed by Darling's confession.

Quite the contrary. They'll never forgive the bastard who stole their love's first kiss, but it left them with some rather exciting information.

Soft, supple lips. Pressed against their own, Darling can't help but imagine what they'd feel like elsewhere. Their cheeks, their neck, their chest...

Yan soothes Darling's worries with a kiss that clears the tears building in their eyes. If their love gets that riled up from a mere touch of skin, they can't wait to see what happens to them when they show the full extent of their admiration to them.

[gojinka]

You can draw whatever you want

[squishieeeeee]

Not finishing.

[zephyruslights]

just old friend things (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)

[aventurineswife]

Hear me out w/ this prompt (No. 26), with Aventurine, Jiaoqiu and a character of your choice ofc... 👀

First time requesting suggestive btw... 😅

“You can just change in here if you want”

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Jiaoqiu x Reader, Fluff, Established Relationship, Suggestive, Domestic Setting, Teasing, Intimacy, Vulnerability.

Warnings: Suggestive Content, Mild Sexual Themes, Light Manipulation, Emotional Tension, Body Image (not in detail though), Mentions of Trauma.

A/N: don't worry, we all have been there 😔🙏

Aventurine leaned lazily against the edge of his lavish dresser, one hand absently toying with the cuff of his blazer. The glow from his eyes reflected the dim light in the room, his enigmatic smile practically carved into his face.

“You’re really going to hide in the bathroom?” he teased, his tone light but laced with amusement. “We’ve been together for how long now? You can just change in here if you want.”

Your cheeks flushed, but you rolled your eyes in response, playfully trying to downplay your shyness. “I’m not hiding, I just figured you’d be… distracted.”

“Oh, darling, I’m always distracted by you,” Aventurine said smoothly, his grin widening. He crossed the room with that characteristic saunter, the kind that hinted he’d already won a game you hadn’t realized you were playing. “Besides,” he added, standing just a little too close, “I’ve seen far more than a simple change of clothes would reveal, haven’t I?”

You tried to bite back a grin, turning your back to him as you began unbuttoning your shirt. But Aventurine wasn’t one to simply let a moment pass unexploited. Before you could slip your top off entirely, you felt his arms snake around your waist, his lips brushing lightly against the curve of your neck.

“You make this so easy for me,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down your spine. His hands ghosted over your skin, deliberately light, as though savoring every moment of anticipation.

“Aven…” you sighed, trying to sound exasperated but failing as a smile tugged at your lips.

“Yes, darling?” he replied innocently, though the mischief in his tone was impossible to miss.

“You’re not helping.”

“I never said I would.” He chuckled, his lips trailing lower, grazing your shoulder as your top slipped off completely. His touch was calculated, every move deliberate but unhurried, like he was playing a long game with no intent to rush toward the win.

You turned to face him, crossing your arms over your chest—not out of modesty, but to give him a pointed look. “If you’re going to keep distracting me, at least make yourself useful.”

“Now, that’s an offer I can’t refuse.” His grin turned wicked, and before you could retort, he lifted you effortlessly, carrying you toward the bed. “Let’s call this the real high-stakes gamble, shall we?”

The warm scent of herbs and flowers lingered in the air, the byproduct of Jiaoqiu’s most recent alchemical experiment. You stood by the wardrobe, clutching the edge of your robe, torn between laughing and groaning at your partner’s nonchalant comment.

“You can just change in here if you want,” Jiaoqiu had said, his tone gentle but carrying that trademark teasing edge. He sat cross-legged on the floor, his feather fan lazily fanning him as he kept his eyes shut—or so you thought.

“You’re impossible,” you muttered, turning to face him, only to catch the faintest twitch of a smile on his lips.

“What’s the harm?” he asked, cracking one eye open. “We’re well past the point of modesty, aren’t we?” His voice was soft, melodic even, but you could tell he was enjoying your flustered reaction.

“Maybe I just don’t trust you to behave,” you shot back, your tone light despite the warmth creeping up your neck.

“Oh? And here I thought I was the picture of restraint.” Jiaoqiu closed his eye again, the corner of his mouth lifting ever so slightly. “But if it would ease your concerns, I’ll even keep my eyes closed. You have my word.”

Rolling your eyes, you hesitated for a moment before deciding to call his bluff. Slowly, you began to loosen the tie of your robe, the fabric slipping from your shoulders. You glanced at him as you did, half-expecting him to peek.

To your surprise, Jiaoqiu remained still, his fox ears twitching slightly but his expression otherwise serene.

“You’re being awfully quiet,” you said, narrowing your eyes suspiciously.

“Mm. I’m simply appreciating the sound of rustling fabric,” he replied, his voice dipping ever so slightly into something more playful. “It’s rather… evocative.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re insufferable.”

“Perhaps,” he said with a soft chuckle, finally opening his eyes. They glimmered in the light that seemed to see right through you. “But insufferable is part of my charm, isn’t it?”

Before you could respond, Jiaoqiu rose gracefully, his movements fluid and almost hypnotic. He stepped closer, his fingers brushing lightly against your arm as he adjusted the collar of your robe, pulling it just enough to tease you.

“You didn’t say I couldn’t touch,” he murmured, his voice a low hum that sent a shiver through you. “Tell me, love—should I stop?”

You swallowed hard, caught in the intensity of his gaze. “Only if you want me to kick you out.”

He smiled, his touch lingering as his lips ghosted over your temple. “Now, we wouldn’t want that.”

[feathery-dreamer]

I have this on DVD (part of our TOS collection as it featured og Trek characters) but that last smile and head movement completely whizzed me by, until now

STAR TREK DEEP SPACE NINE 5x06 - Trials and Tribble-ations