#BIND SAFE LOOSERS

[tatdritt]

I was looking for this post so I could show this!

If Kris wore a binder do you think it would have the Delta Rune on it

[maxillness]

╰┈➤Day 1: Bondage || LN4 x gf!Reader

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, bondage, talk of safe word (not used), overstimulation, sub!Lando, Wordcount: 0.8k Bondage, in the BDSM subculture, is the practice of consensually tying, binding, or restraining a partner for erotic, aesthetic, or somatosensory stimulation

She was standing in the kitchen, bend over the counter, phone in her hand, scrolling on it out of boredom

Lando noticed the way her breasts were squeezed together at the position

He wanted her, and he wanted her bad

He came around her, his hands on her hips as he leaned down to kiss the spot just under her ear

"Hey, baby" She chuckled, feeling him involuntarily grind against her ass slowly

"Hey. What are you doing?" He asked, starting to suck lightly on her skin

"Nothing. Just bored" She put her phone down and turned around to face him "What's up?"

"I need you" He whispered low, lips almost touching hers "I need you bad" He smashed their lips together, startling her slightly

"I want it rough, please…?" He pulled away, looking into her eyes pleading "I'll do anything"

"Alright. Bedroom. Naked. Now" Four words, and he didn't need any other as he hurried away from her and into their bedroom

She took a few seconds before she walked into the bedroom, finding a very naked Lando on their bed

"Good boy" She said before walking towards their closet. She walked back over to him with two ropes in her hands

She grabbed on of his wrist, tying it to the headboard with one of the ropes. He then switched over to the other one, tying it to the headboard as well

"Safe word?" She asked, kissing his temple

He gulped before answering, blushing lightly at the kiss "McLaren" He looked up into her soft eyes as she nodded

He tugged slightly at the robes, testing how tight she had bound him "Are you doubting my ability to tie you up, Lando?"

"N-no! I-I was just testing how tight you bound me" She could see the fear in his eyes

"You sure about that, baby?" She asked, sitting on her knees between his legs. He nodded at her question "Sure you're not lying to me" He moaned when her finger traced his vain on his cock

"'M not lying to you. Would never" His eyes were closed and his back arched, her finger not stopping it's tracing "Please, i want to see you" He pleaded, managing to open his eyes "Please?"

She gave in, pulling her shirt over her head, throwing it on the floor to join Lando's discarded ones

She spit in her palm, starting to stroke him slowly, drawing out all kinds of lewd noises from him "Please, please, please. Faster, please" He begged urging her to go faster

She did, but her grip got looser, making him whine "Please" He almost cried out when her lips went to his inner thigh, sucking small marks all over them

"Oh, fuck. Please- I'm so close" She started feeling his cock twitch in her hand, spilling out precum and down to her hand

"Come for me, love" He didn't need anymore then her words before his whole body was shaking and his cum landed on his stomach and her hand

Her hand didn't halter, and he kept whimpering and whining, his feet almost kicking her

"Lay still, or am i gonna have to tie your feet too?" He tried his best to lay still while she kept working on his still hard cock

The moans he let out, were filled with whimpers of overstimulation "Please" Tears were starting to fill his eyes "Please" He tried so hard to lay still, but he was too sensitive

"What, Lando? What do you want?" Her tone was teasing, nails dragging on the skin of his thighs

"Please, i wanna touch you" A tear rolled down his cheek, the sensation becoming too much "Please, can i touch you?" He looked at her, his eyes as soft as they could be

"No" He leaned down to him, kissing the tear on his cheek away "Are you gonna come for me again, pretty boy?" She asked once she could feel him twitch in her hand again

"Fuck, yes, please" He rolled his head back, his eyes shut tight, almost too tight, drawing a headache to him

"Come for me, baby" He reached his high again, coming undone, landing on his stomach and her hand

She haltered her movements, soothing him out of his orgasm "So good for me" She wiped her hand on his thigh, standing up to remove the ropes around his wrists "Come on, baby. Let's give you a shower, hm?" She took his hands softly, pulling him up to stand and guiding him to the bathroom

She turned on the tub as he softly sat down, feeling the water surrounding his body, making him feel warm and tired

[my-castles-crumbling]

*deep breath and huge sigh*

Guys. We do not bind with bandages (that's why I literally put multiple warnings about it in Clandestine). We do not bind with things that are not intentionally made for binding. We do not bind for long hours or with incorrectly sized materials. We do not bind unsafely.

Be smart. If you want to bind, do it safely. Meaning:

Use a binder or tape created for binding.

Remove tape correctly, so you don't hurt your skin.

Wash your binders according to directions of the company.

Buy binders/tape from highly-reviewed, reputable, (preferably queer-owned) companies.

Use the correctly sized product. Do not size down.

Use the product for the amount of hours suggested. Usually 8 hours for a binder for an adult and 6 hours for people under 18. AT MOST.

Change your binding routines in hot weather/during exercise. (As in, use a looser binder, bind for less time).

I know you want to bind and I know dysphoria is a bitch but please, please, don't be stupid. Make good choices. If you can't bind safely, find strategies to dress in a way that doesn't accentuate that area, like loose clothing and layering. But please don't make choices that could literally break bones, fuck up your back permanantly, etc. Not good, not good.

/big sibling rant.

[mickdalena]

okay brief(ish) post about monkees trans hcs because im procrastinating:

DAVY: obviously a trans man no doubt about it ! possible to say he knew really early and hormone blocked his way out of ever growing boobs but personally i like to pretend he just binds and isn't really shirtless all the time . i think he met the guys when he was already transitioning and stealth but ended up coming out after a while anyway . he told peter first and then micky and then mike , and he was most stressed about mike so it took a really long time , but ofc mike loves him no matter what ! davy gets a lot of dysphoria because he is so young and it feels like the T takes forever but they are all so supportive and always try to reaffirm him in little ways, especially peter

MIKE: a girl! forever and always <3 technically genderfluid in my mind and I don't think she's that bothered about pronouns (prefers she/her but whatever) and also she still goes by just mike. i think it took her a REALLY long time to realize and accept she was trans after she learned what it was from davy, and it made her start to lash out because she couldnt wrap her head around it for ages. once shes out she's not fussed about presenting particularly fem most of the time, she keeps her hair (and sideburns) mostly the same, but she does go on estrogen. she wears really long skirts and button ups, she does her hair all nice and micky puts makeup on her sometimes 🥹 she doesn't come out to people outside of the pad for conveniences sake but peter is not very good at switching between pronouns so he accidentally says she or her sometimes, leading to a very elaborate story about a distant cousin peter supposedly speaks of out of the blue. i have so much more to say but that is the gist , oh girlmike how i love you

PETER: honestly anything ! im quite fond of transmasc peter but he's definitely fluid in some way, transmasc or transfem, everything works. peters never really understood gender anyway (autistic) so he easily accepts davy and mike no questions asked , and again he is sometimes such a good ally he gets them in trouble. peter is a pioneer for genderaffirming thrift store finds , he loves to make jewellery for mike after she comes out, and he is the one who made davy's binder! it took a lot of checking and re-checking and it's still much looser than it could be because peter refuses to risk anything but it gets the job done . ough love him

MICKY: another wildcard. personally i think micky is bigender more than fluid (he/she pronouns) but rly he does not care, he's never understood gender either (ADHD) and so he just does what he likes and has a good time. after davy came out to mike micky felt way more safe and confident in trying more gnc clothes and it's why she stopped straightening her hair and got the tablecloth and etc. micky also LOVES makeup and face painting and for a while was trying to make her own products until there was a particularly colourful explosion that got her banned from anything but store-bought. micky switches mike's pronouns about the most because he is literally genderblind and davy finds it very funny whenever he'll change his mind mid-sentence, but it leads to a lot of confusion for everyone else . oh also micky transfem or transmasc both are real and true

[queer-advice-hotline]

hey, so how do i bind safely (afab nonbinary)? i’ve only used ace bandages twice and they’re apparently bad for you anyway, i hate sports bras with a passion (they just seem to accentuate my chest more and i hate it), and i can’t get my hands on an actual binder (i’m a minor, living with parents. not inherently transphobic but they wouldn’t buy me a binder). i’m yet to see literally any other option besides sports bras. or maybe i’m just doing it wrong, idk.

Yes, ace bandages are extremely dangerous and should not be used to bind, ever.

As for what you can do, one is look for unpadded or high compression sports bras. They make those for athletes, and the padding in them may be why you’re unhappy with the results.

You can also try and get a binder to a friends house. You don’t even need to tell them what it is, maybe say something like it’s a surprise for one of your parents so you don’t want to order it to your house.

Another option could be trans tape. That’s also something you would have to order, as I don’t believe it’s sold in stores.

Compressions shirts are also made for athletes and could work for you.

Wearing a tight undershirt with a looser over shirt and layers can help, as can wearing black other dark colours.

As always, others with other ideas please share.

[thisiswhymomworries]

Hello! I saw you on a post talking about safe binding, and as somebody who is considering binding for reasons, where did you get yours? If you don't mind me asking? It looks so awesome!

Hope you have a good day regardless (:

GC2b, although I will warn that other people have noted a drop in quality over the last year or so. I ordered two more within that time frame, and while the stitching in the bottom hem of one did rip out, they've otherwise been of the same quality as my previous four, imo

but I should also say that I put mine through the washer and they are meant to be handwash only. I just don't have the spoons for that, so into the washer they go, then hang to dry. my last four lasted 2-3 years? before they got kind of stretched out and I ordered new ones

the stretched out ones still do okay, they just don't get my chest as flat because it's a looser fit now than a snug fit

a binder should fit "snug" ie, tight enough that everything is held firmly in place, kind of like spandex. it shouldn't be "tight" ie, digging into your skin, leaving red marks, making it difficult to breathe deeply, restricting regular movement, or causing pain

[ratsoh-writes]

What's a sealing symbol?

You know how the royals have this bonding ceremony that basically ties them to their jobs as rulers? There are also similar rituals for servants. They’re looser than the one the royals go through but are still binding in their own way. When the royals took the deal, they all had to take the ritual that basically makes them unable to give away any of the royals “secrets”, or to attack the royals in any way intended to harm. Kinda a fail safe.

This was only given to the higher up members of the mafia (and the reason why roulette pulled a runner). So ace is unable to give the details of his case to anyone not cleared by his bosses. Like physically cannot do it. Even trying to read his mind won’t work. And it’s a known symbol, so the mage should recognize it

[sunsrefuge]

character ask for ya: i know (or am pretty sure at least, correct me if i’m wrong) you have some folks whose timelines extend back into the gw1 era. how do their stories intertwine with the gw1 plot things? and/or feel free to elaborate on whatever extended life shenanigans are going on! :) @kerra-and-company (also you were definitely right about the fractal, i just checked, tyty :D )

((aaa!! i thought of Sunqua immediately, my memory of it is so spotty now im surprised i was right!!))

ohh !! I have a few !! ... a few, uh. let me count actually-- ... kai I have at least nine who do, i have more than i THOUGHT i did... holy fuck. Note that I haven't finished any of the GW1 Campaigns yet :'D So I can't really comment on the main story, but I can talk around it! ^^

Some intertwine very closely!! Others are looser and more in-between the first and second game! Qlikk is one of the most involved because he was the Hero of Cantha! His birthname is Yuna, and he still uses it !! he's just been hiding !! It's a little difficult to join the Durmand Priory and cite your name as Jiao Yuna, that anyone could instantly clock as the Hero of Cantha's name. And what an odd name for an asura! (of course, outside of my personal AU he's somewhat safe from that! In generalized AU's i still like to think that he directly helped the Hero of Cantha and is still somewhat notable - just enough to give him reason to hide his identity in present day!)

He traveled northward after the events of the first game, partly to avoid the attention, and ends up going to the Maguuma Jungle and becoming one of the Druids that you see there in Auric Basin in GW2!! He's technically made of celestial magic at this point -- during Heart of Thorns he got very curious about what was outside the jungle again, so he found a way to appear as an asura to explore again! (He's permanently got the antlers, wings, and tail though! He multiclasses as a Ranger / Mesmer in the first game, so he still has some Mesmer tricks to hide them!!)

Liifa's is fun too since he surfaces right after Nightfall - he's known Kormir as one of The Six pretty much his entire life! Dude is the reason for my new blog name the BIGGEST Sunspear you'd ever meet!! He's got their whole motto memorized and spent all of his youth living with them! :D He also has a personal vendetta against Palawa Joko for SO many reasons <3

im still going apparently but also! Alana Gravina! She's my Hero of Nightfall, and ends up staying in the Moon Palace... yes, with Joko. No, she is not having fun! ♥ She's a lich herself, and still retains her own will, so she's been working under Joko's nose and passing notes to the Sunspears about his plans for centuries! ^^

There's also Ryuji, Aysen, all of the Binding demons I have, Eliana and Kiera technically count via shenanigans, and Asier Gravina,, and actually Bjiattu's entire crew, technically. Whoopsie :D

[mi6021samringwood]

idea generation

for the first half of this term we must create at least three ideas and develop them. this is so that the best of the three can become chosen. i came up with seven in total. i believe i will use a few sentences to explain each idea.

the first is clown rescuer ranch; the premiss is that within the world of the animation clowns are not human but instead animals. due to their strange nature they have come close to extinction, thus requiring sanctuaries to keep them safe, sanctuaries such as clown rescue ranch.

the second is, the deep Forrest exploration (this is not the final name); this is the story of a doomed journey through a deeply forested valley. although aware of the strange dangers within the Forrest the two men persist with the journey. as they progress creatures become more like that of the deep sea and gravity itself becomes weaker.

the third is more loose and thematic without a binding idea but the concept is to show the cyclicals of nature. for example how turtles always return to the same beach their born in, how birds migrate over and over and how life itself repeats through reproduction.

the forth is nightmare power plan national park. the premiss is that a school trip is visiting the exclusion zone of a scientific disaster akin to Chernobyl. except the lab was trying to harness dreams to make energy. after the disaster however, anyone who has a nightmare within this zone has it come to life. hence a large amount of surreal creatures within this zone that has now become a national park.

the fifth idea is again looser and less formed. this idea has a cyclical format, following a playing piece in a boardgame played by a pantheon of strange gods. this character is doomed to be part of the same game over and over again.

number six is about a man who after falling into a rut following the death of a loved one is pulled through into a dimension containing all lost things. this dimension is made up of endless piles of forgotten junk overshadowed by giant monolithic concrete structures containing the interiors of buildings that no longer exist. the man must choose between escaping this place of holding onto the memory of their loved one.

the seventh idea centres around a world after humans have disappeared. a clan of crows now live within the ruins of new York, they have reached the stone-age technologically when one crow discovers how to make fire. at that precis moment a robot comes from the sky and warns of the perils of technology and how this discovery will cause a chain reaction leading to complete destruction. delivering its message the robot shuts down. the crow not speaking English dose not understand and flies off to show its clan.

out of these seven ideas i shall narrow them down into three next.

[extervus]

Hey @ people who bind: I'm looking to buy a couple of new binders, one to wear while at work (which is a physically laborious job so it'll need to be a "light" version that I've seen some brands have), and one that binds normally for whenever I'm not doing anything too physical or wearing it for too long. I still have the gc2b one I was gifted 6-5 years ago and it still fits almost perfectly, but I wanted to have a looser fit one that I can (relatively) safely wear to work. I also wanted to get a second normal binder just in general cause even tho my current one still works wonderful, it's nice to have a backup in case I forget to wash it someday or whatever.

Anyways, what brands do y'all recommend? I've heard a lot of good things about the Spectrum binders, both their normal binders and their light binders. I've also heard about Underworks, but it seems like most people I've read about prefer Spectrum to Underworks, but I wanna hear from y'all. Another brand I've seen mentioned like once was FLVNT(?), specifically that they offer swimmable binders, but I haven't looked too much into that one yet. I'm also trying to stay away from gc2b since I've heard they're still nowhere near as good quality as they were all those years ago

[thateclecticbitch]

GC2Bs quality has noticably dropped since 2020. My first GC2B binder was phenomenal. I could walk and stuff in it. here is a long uphill climb from my work to my house, in my old gc2b binder, at the top of the hill, Id be a little put of breath In my new one, Id been bent over in pain, wheezing, and needed my emergency inhaler before I even get to the halfway point. In just a few washes, I was noticing thin spots in the fabric, seems got loose This binder fit correctly. It didnt cut into my sides. It didn't give me unibood. I even compaired it to my old gc2b binder and there was no difference in the measurements or my own body measurements, but I knew something was off. It was stiffer. Less flexible. Less comfortable. It felt thinner and flimsier yet simultaneously more restrictive and immobile. I thought moving a size up would solve my problems but even though it was so much looser I still got pain from basic human life stuff like walking from work to home.

In a Shapeshifters binder, I could lightly jog up that same hill and not even be winded by the time I reach the top. The stitching looks sketchy at first but it's held up extremely well after 3 years of regular use and it still binds just as well as it did on day one. It is worth every single penny ten times over. The only reason I have almost stopped wearing binders altogether is because 1) I found a sports bra that makes me look ripped which is my preference 2) I generally prefer trans tape now that I'm back into singing, and 3) I got a little too enthusiastic playing Just Dance (not very enthusiastic at all) and I got a bad binding injury in my newer GC2B binder that I reluctantly used that day in a pinch.

I thought I was crazy for noticing this change. But I'm not the only one whose noticed this decrease in quality, longevity, effectiveness, and safety of GC2B binders. They have stolen products concepts from a creator who proposed the concept after declining to collaborate with the person who proposed it, and did it without credit. One of my friends even found a bloodstain on his when it came in the mail. I am extremely concerned about what safety measures they have in place now that they've moved into a bigger manufacturing building, and about the fact that their inspection process (or lack thereof) regularly mislabels sizes and that they sent a product with a biohazard on it.

I'm not trying to scare yall because I dont want you to be happy. I'm a trans man who is concerned about safety and product regulation. Those who have good experiences in post 2019 GC2B binders, good for you. But that is your experience. My experience is not a rumor. It's something that really happened to me. I am begging the rest of you to try and invest in something better. An inconsistent product is not one that can be relied upon to be safe. The gamble is not worth it.

Let me repeat that.

The gamble is not worth it.

It's not worth fitting into button ups. It's not worth being flat. It's not worth that feeling you get when you look into the mirror and see yourself. Its not worth passing.

Your safety comes first. Before anything else. Your safety is the most important thing. Invest in something better. Save up pennies and dollars. Ask for cash or prepaid visa gift cards for your birthday and Christmas. Mow lawns, shovel driveways, rake leaves. I know it's hard. I know the wait is hard. I also know you can do it. You will get through this. I'm not telling this because I want you to suffer. I'm telling you this because I love you and I want you to live your life to the fullest, even if that life had to wait a little longer.

trans friends— this has been circulating a lot on the internet already but PLEASE stop ordering from gc2b. their quality has massively declined, they send the wrong size binders correctly marked, the stitching is extremely poor and rips often times when first putting it on. do not waste your money on them!

[loadingdrawntolife]

The Promise Conch

(analysis beneath cut - warning: long post)

-PROMISE CONCH PLOT RECAP-

The Promise Conch is an item that binds someone into keeping a pact, promise, wager, or vow. And the spell it casts can only be undone if the effected has possession of the conch.

It shows up in Drawn to Life: The Next Chapter where it's used by Salem to make a bet with Rose over who's the greatest singer. A bet that is put to trial with a singing contest in Watersong.

The winner of the contest takes the title of "Greatest Opera Singer in the World" and the looser will be spell bound into losing their voice for the rest of their life.

Salem wins the contest by cheating, and is declared the winner of their deal. Thus causing Rose to lose her voice. Watersong quickly weakens without the power of song. So, the hero must go on a quest for the conch so they can restore Rose's voice.

After Rose's voice is restored the Promise Conch winds up with Jowee; who vows to protect and support Mari as best as he can. Before he throws the conch into the ocean; sealing the promise he made and making it an irreversible one since the conch is no longer in possession.

And while this scene is the last time the Conch shows up, the effects it has are reoccurring and lasting.

-BREAING DOWN JOWEE'S PROMISE-

"I vow to protect and support you as best I can" -Jowee

Vow: a serious, sincere, and formal promise Protect: To keep one safe from harm Support: To agree with someone and assist them in a cause as best I can: putting forth 100% of their effort to… ^^

-EFFECTS IN NEXT CHAPTER-

Shortly after Jowee makes his promise to Mari she leaves to join Wilfre. Which causes everyone to search for her around Turtle Rock. Jowee being the last one to give up on the hunt. And when Pirate Beard confronts Jowee, and informs hims that they should give up on her; Jowee gets physically angry and lashes out at him.

Followed by yelling at Pirate Beard and the others for how quick they are to give up on Mari. Showing that Jowee keeps his promise and supports Mari even when she isn't there. And protect not only her- but also her title/public image.

And while Mari is away Jowee continues to refuse the possibility that Mari could have left. He accepts ANY excuse to put Mari in better light. So Jowee and the other Raposa don't lose faith in her (And most of his excuses point the blame to Wilfre)

Even with the betrayal of Sock fresh in Jowee's mind and being unsure about who to trust, he is quick to make an exception for Mari. Because she can do no wrong. Not when Jowee has no choice but to support her every move.

During the final chunk is where all the promises technicalities come in. Allows us a further idea of how Jowee's promise works/function. Jowee runs into Mari seconds after entering Wifre's Wasteland. Jowee instantly assumes Mari to be Wilfre in disguise; informing us that the promise doesn't allow Jowee to psychically tell that Mari is in fact Mari.

Nor can it allow him to understand why Mari is doing what she's doing.

Along with the fact he is unable to support Mari for things she doesn't entirely believe in. I specifically say "entirely" because Jowee can see what Mari actually believes.

The promise Jowee made is to support MARI as best as he can. Not who she's trying to be, or the ideas she's forcing herself to think are right. But to support Mari for who she is and what she believes in. And when Jowee expresses this support to Mari? It's what allows Mari to turn against Wilfre and help the creator destroy him. Followed by waking up Mike.

-EFFECTS FROM TWO REALMS-

Two Realms shows one key aspect of the conch shell… being the strings tied to any soul binding promise. And this one key detail is one that Mari has been heavily opinionated about since game one. Which is Jowee's love for adventure. A trait Mari is full heartedly against; she believes Jowee to be reckless, stupid, and oblivious to others when it comes to his passion. And that puts him at a constant risk of getting hurt.

But with the power of the Promise Conch? Mari no longer needs to worry about him. Because if Mari wants Jowee to stop adventuring? And for Jowee to have no choice but to support her if she means it? Means that Jowee is forced to let go of his love for adventure in Two Realms. The very thing that defines his base character… So he can stay safe and sound in Rapoville with Mari. And when Jowee does bring up adventuring to the hero? Mari enters and proceeds to tell Jowee that he "gives the worst advice"

Jowee's love for being in the outdoors? The wilderness? Heroic quests? The things that make him the cutest, most enthusiastically happy Raposa in town? The Promise Conch forces him to give that away… for Mari… because she disapproves…

So, instead of spending time in the middle of the wilderness he is forced to live Mari's life instead. And live her view of adventure that is so different from his own.

Jowee's promise wasn't a two way deal… it wasn't neutral… it didn't make him and Mari equals… It just made it so in Two Realms Jowee is nothing but Mari's support.

Because of a soul bonding vow he made with the Promise Conch. And his promise isn't something that can be broken….

…even if he wanted to he made sure to lose it at sea.

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

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[what-even-is-thiss]

If you don’t want to or can’t bind for whatever reason and you still wanna pass:

Layers. They add a level of confusion that distracts people from your boobs. Invest in some lightweight/moisture wicking button up shirts for the hot months. You can usually find used ones for a few bucks at thrift stores, and if you’re willing to buy new from outdoorsy companies like Eddie Bauer they usually have the most lightweight and durable ones.

Stubble. If you’re able to grow facial hair but still like the look of a clean shaven face better, using an electric trimmer or only shaving at night can give you visible stubble while still mostly looking like you shave. If you have visible stubble people are more likely to read you as male even if your chest is a bit big. Experiment with what works for you. If you can’t grow facial hair but still want the look there are tutorials online for how to make fake stubble with makeup.

Sports bras. I usually use tomboyX or champions brand sports bras. Compression bras or shirts for post surgery can also be an option to reduce the size of your chest if those work for you. Don’t wear them to sleep unless you have to though. Be responsible. If you don’t like your breasts moving around while you sleep, try wearing a looser fitting sports or sleep bra or wear a tight fitting t-shirt.

Loose fitting clothing. Not so baggy that it looks like you’re wearing a sack though. That can actually bring more attention to the shape of your body. Just a little bit big. Not skintight. If you’re overweight and/or have smaller breasts you might be able to go without a bra this way depending on your body type. Experiment with what works for you and your needs

Good posture/masculine stance. Gamer posture doesn’t actually hide your chest as much as you think it does. Go through life acting like you belong where you are. Visible nervousness and trying to hide your chest brings more attention to you. Move more with your shoulders than your hips, observe how cis men move, and act like you belong there. It’ll actually help more than a chest binder in most circumstances.

Kinesiology Tape. NOT for everyone and very painful if done improperly. But you can tape your breasts to the side for a few days at a time with skin safe tape. Please for the love of god do your research first though and do NOT use packing or duct tape.

Good luck out there kids and always listen to your body! If you’re hurting yourself, stop that method.

[muffindaddystyles]

Can you write overprotective long hair harry imagine?? Like he always hovers the reader when she is doing something or even nothing. Or when she needs to run errands he always go with even though its not required. And when reader fell sick he is full on mommy daddy mode dom!h vibes

A/N: OOPS I GOT EXCITED AND WENT OVERBOARD WITH IT :D

Harry’s awfully sweet. He’s a literal sweetheart with those marble sepia eyes, hazelnut curls and that big golden kind heart of his's.

But, to people he’s intimidating. From the black loiter of tattoos, a silver of piercing to the corner of his plush bottom lip and those long curls of his's that frays his broad strong shoulders turns everyone too giddy to talk to him and he's okay with that – bunch of loosers anyways whom he doesn’t want to waste his time on chit-chatting.

Then Y/N came into his life and his world flipped upside down, in a beautiful way (where he felt like floating into the crashing waves of crystal sea). It felt like she made him see the world through pink heart-shaped glasses and everyone’s just bursting into rainbows, puffaw! Boom! Their heads blasting with colourful confetti and ribbons.

Even though his slight grouchiness towards people lessened he still doesn’t gives two fucks before punching the shit out of someone if they in any way hurts, be rude and try to take physical and emotional advantage of, Y/N.

His bunny.

He’s too protective of her. And why wouldn’t he? She’s his everything. His little miracle and his hype-person, his lovie.

He’s the softest peach for her. The guy who walks and everyone scrambles away to give him a way, is whipped for his girlfriend.

He’s always having his strong arm looped around her waist when they’re out and walking, going to hold her hands instead if she’s too wiggly, keeping her close to his chest while he holds their coffees and sweets.

Whenever they’re doing grocery he’s always wheeling the cart around how much Y/N insists and pouts, he likes it that way. Hearing her blabber and skim her eyes down the ingredients labelled on the products then tossing it anyway with a shrug – makes him want to smooch her wet in kisses.

If they’re partying out with friends. Which they rarely do, (Y/N sometimes makes fun of them saying they’re getting too domestic day by day) he’s always having her put in his lap, his screwed up expression lazing when the alcohol starts to kick in and he’s just a blubbering mess of nonsense, and a very horn dog with his cock bloating up in his tight skinny jeans.

Not that he doesn’t let her have a breather and enjoy herself. He indeed does, they’ve a healthy relationship where they keep trust and faith in eachother.

But, sometimes he gets super jealous when people steal his little girlfriend away from him and once home he’s cuddling and oodling her, kissing her face all over with loud smacks and not letting her be away from him another second even it’s too bring him water or to get rid of his smelly socks.

Other times. When he’s particularly very jealous. The serious ones where Y/N unintentionally spends a tad more time at some of her classmates to wind up their upcoming project, he’s driving himself to pick her up and knocking at the door harshly and then dragging her out of there not letting her carry her stuff and huffing and puffing while throwing her things in the backseat.

Because Jeremy’s a sore rascal who’s shit at hiding his crush for Y/N and he should know better to whom she belongs. His innocent baby is too naive towards the possible hints and evil intentions of people.

“Oi. What got into you today?” She brushes the loose curl that escaped from his bun and let her fingers slide down his tight set angry jaw staring him a bit concerned upon seeing him this furious and ruffled up from nowhere.

“You’re mine,” Is all he'd respond. Smashing his lips against hers in a an ardent kiss and glide his palm down her ass to squeeze it and bring her closer grinning when she squeals into his mouth giving him a chance to slip his tongue in and kiss her deeper and sloppier.

“You’re a silly geese.” She giggles whisper into the mess of pecks and lock her elbows around his neck to give him an eskimo kiss.

“Watch y’mouth.” He glares her intensely loving the way Y/N gulps timidly bobbing her head.

“You’ll get a spanking today,” He always likes to warn her before hand. He wants her comfortable with him in every case and it’s downgrade monstrous to treat the person you love like a mean bitch out of blue -- so whenever she deserves a punishment he already announces her of it, warming her to the idea and giving her time to back away if she doesn’t want it.

“What did I’do now!” She whines and he nibbles onto his knuckle glancing her way in disbelief other hand on steering wheel, “What did y'do?” He asks her sternly. Spreading his palm over her thigh and squeezing it grimly.

“Did y'even care to look at the time, Y/N?” Oh boy. She’s in real trouble. Her name on his tongue never fails to turn her insides gooey and pause her heartbeat horribly. A red light for her to being bratty before she falls into the deep black dig of trouble.

Reaching home. He’s throwing her on the bed and demanding her to lay still on her tummy while he puts a pillow under her and spanks her bum sore with his rings imprinting her skin pink, though he never forgets to take care of her afterwards – putting a cool cream to soothe the burn and letting her sleep on his chest so she wouldn’t come in contact with the sheets as he kneads her asscheeks with gentle hands.

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He could never have his hands to himself when she’s cooking and baking for them. Always, poking and prodding around having her head tucked under his chin, her embraced in his arms from back swaying them along to Hozier while she reads the recipe she wrote on one of the tiles.

“Stop!” She giggles, squirming in his arms when he blows raspberries against the dip of her neck and then creates growly noises biting and lapping into her skin, “You’re gonna burn our lunch!” She pressed her hips against his crotch to push him away and that warmed him more, delving his fingers more into her hips with a throaty groan.

“We could have a takeout.” His breath shuddery against her ear as he tries to pry the spatula away from her and kiss her grumpy whines down when the pots actually got burned, “I’ll wash and scratch them.” He’d assure picking her up and wrapping her legs around his hips and slipping his fingers in her hair to tug them and bring her mouth down against his’s to taste her.

“Wants to fuck you so bad, baby. My cock’s been weepy fo’ hours without your touch.” He groans, taking her hand and sneaking it inside his joggers to make her feel how stiff and erect he’s for her.

“I just gave you a blowie in the morning!”

“Blowie isn’t equivalent to fucking!”

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“What y'readin,?” He scoots closer to her end of sofa with a smirk and towers over her trying to take a peek of whatever she’s reading with such intensity and then rake his warm palms up her calves to lay them over his thighs while he snuggles her wrapping a chonky blanket around them.

“Shhh baby girl, just want you to be more comfy.” He mumbles into her hair scratching his short nails against her scalp in soothing motions and watch her melt against his touch, eyes fluttering as she lurks dangerously to the verge of sleep.

“You always do that. Whenever the hot part’s about to come, you make me all sleepy.” She mutters laying her head against his clavicles gazing him up with hazy eyes, sighing in feign disappointment when he grins down at her in quite victory and gives her a sloppy kiss.

“What do y'need erotica fo’ baby? When your man’s the living walking momentum of sex.” He pouts, grazing his teeth down her neck and leaving a fresh hickey at her throat.

“That’s infact not, true. You’re such a cutie!” She beams up at him never failing to give him dancing butterflies in his stomach and he doesn’t admits it but he likes getting treated soft and gentle by his girlfriend.

“Such a shame. My own little love doesn’t find me sexy.” He grumps dramatically making her scramble hesitantly and turn to him in their tight embrace, cradling his face in her cold palms, “No. No. I find you sexy. I just don’t like sexualising you.” If Harry didn’t turn into a puddle before he indeed did now as he melted into her touch and kissed the inside of her hands lovingly.

“You’re sucha sap!” He whispers at her in fake offence and plant his lips against hers, patting her bum to make her hug him more tightly.

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On cleaning and laundry day’s. He’s always helping her. As they scrub and mop the floors together, might fuck on them bubbly floors too if Harry’s lusty gaze remains on her spilling tits for too long.

“Thinks your floral bra needs a wash too, moppet.” His gradual attempts to lure her with his fingers stroking her thighs seductively always turns into a win when she nods shyly into his neck and let him have an easy access to her panties.

They’re always having a warm, full of essence bath together cleaning and washing the dirt off eachother after that.

Then sharing a cuppa tea while folding their clothes together on the bed and he’s always trying to tackle her into mattress when she laughs at his terribly folded clothes compared to her neatly binded ones.

“Your sucha menace,” He jests with his nose skewered up while he smacks her ass.

“Talk for yourself, Styles.” She retorts, tangling her knee around his waist and pulling him down into him. Puffing out relaxed breaths upon feeling safe and protected under his weight and Harry always smiles into the crook of her neck when she tries to cuddle him as if she wants to be his skin.

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He’s the most daddiest when she’s drunk, sick or stressed.

Never letting her go out of his sight when she’s dancing on the floor with her friends. If some man even tries to approach her and breaths in her direction he’s sprinting towards her and pawing at her hips to situate her closer to him whilst blowing those potential guys off with a monotone expression.

“Harry! Do a lil dancey dance with me!” She giggles, making him sway with her and looking up at him with glassy floaty eyes.

“Bunny. ‘s late, time to go home.” He tells her, pinching her chin to plant his lips against hers and she squirms giving him a timid smile, “Okie. But I’ve to pee.”

“Me too!” Her friends chimes from behind her and Harry rolls his eyes playfully, gesturing all of them to follow him.

“C’mon you spies, not lettin’ ya’ll go alone.”

He waits for them outside the washroom while they do their business and he has his arms always splayed open for when his lovie comes back and he’s welcoming her in his embrace warmly with a sweet smile.

Dying with fond injecting in his every vein when she slurs and blabbers, “Home.”

Walking her up the stairs of their flat’s building is the most hefty struggle while she’s a sleepy, clumsy and giggly muck of doe gleaming eyes and swollen pretty lips drooling over Harry testing his patience while he makes her take one step at a time.

“Darling, bunny, just some mo' steps lovin’.” He coos at her, putting a firm hand under her bum and heaving her up into him so she doesn’t falls.

“Mhmmm you’re so pretty, daddy.” Harry’s head snaps in surprise as he stares down at her in adoring amusement and push her head under his chin while she slings her arms around his waist lazily.

Sometimes, she gets him so flustered he doesn’t know how to respond.

She whines and cries in dishevelment when Harry makes her sit on the cold marble counter and wipes her makeup off.

“I just wan’ to sleep!” She toes at his torso trying to push him away but he grabs it and tuts, glowering at her strictly, “You’re g'na complain in the mornin’. Sleepin’ with makeup makes ye' breakout remember?” When she still huffs and slumps giving him a hard time to clean her he’s pinching her chin and giving her a gentle jerk.

“Bunny. Stop with ye' battiness.” He grunts not letting his facade slip when she mewls stroking her cheek up and down his lightly stubble covered cheek softly.

“Else what? Y'never punish a sleepy bunny.” She smirks at him foppishly and lazily knowing damn well that one of thing Harry doesn’t do’s tease or punish her when she’s tuckered out and on the edge of sleeping on him.

“You don’t test me bratty woman.” She squeals when he takes hold of her panties to pull them down her legs, slapping her mound once discarding it in the hamper and he sighs when she’s already snoring lightly, slobbering his throat with her mouth parted comically.

After pattering her face with loving kisses he’s tucking her under the layers of blankets and letting her use him as her stuffie.

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“Aw poor baby.” He mumbles, kissing her forehead when he finds her burning up against him and he’s quickly rummaging for thermometer from the night stand and the tissues he had stashed for emergencies.

“I don’t feel good,” His heart breaks when Y/N croaks out weakly and tries to crawl up his chest to stuff her face in his musky neck but her frail limbs gives out making her cry out.

“It’s okay bunny, ‘s okay. How but I make you some soup. Then y'take your medicines like a good girl of mine, then if your condition gets worse we’ll go to doctor, yeah baby?” He talks to her gently and sweetly, stroking her hair and peppering kisses to her temples.

“Just last bite, moppet.” Harry hovers the spoon infront of her and sighs when she shakes her head pushing his wrist away, “I’ll puke.” She sniffs blowing her nose harshly in the tissue .

“The bin’s right here, bunny.” He smoothens his hand down her spine putting the tray aside carefully to snuggle and comfort her as she cries softly against his chest.

“’M so sorry baby, you���ll be alright in the morning.” He couldn’t see her in such condition. It pulls and tugs at his heart so painfully he feels himself hurting.

“Oi. Why you crying, hmm?” He cups her cheek and makes her look at him as she skims her eyes away from him jn embarrassment.

“I —- You’re so caring and loving, treats me so good and it makes me c.. cr–-,” She hiccups finding it hard to breath and Harry rubs her back, whispering affinities in her ear making her finally sob, “Cry....” He chuckles softly pelting kisses upon kisses on her puffy eyelids, soaky dried up cheeks, her frowned up forehead, her wobbly chin and her nipping love bites down her chest then blowing raspberries at his own slick covering her skin making her giggle through her hiccups.

“I love you.” She whispers droopily, head lulling to his chest when the effect of medicine finally starts to kick in.

“I love you too, I want my healthy and happy bunny back.” He mumbles, inhaling a huge puff of her scent and squishes her lovingly.

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I've started working out at the gym, and I'm kind of frustrated that if I go without a bra or a chest binder, I really can't do as much as I'd like because I don't like things bouncing. A sports bra helps some, but I keep going "I could do more if these weren't here." But while I don't have the chest dysphoria when I'm wearing my chest binder, I've noticed that doing the same amount of effort as when I wear the sports bra, I feel like I'm gonna throw up. Is that normal when exercising in a bindr

Hey there!

If your breathing feels restricted and/or you feel sick — regardless of when you are wearing your binder— that is an issue. Folks do bind when working out, though again you should be able to breath and not feel sick. A looser/“worked in” binder may be worth exploring or even a different cut of binder (for example, a sports bra style binder instead of shirt style or vice versa).

I would suggest checking out this resource or similar safe binding resources as well!: