#shibari cuffs

[hikeyzz]

blessed be His name

[cutiecatsub]

she let me tie her 👉👈🥰

My Fansly

[impressive-robot]

Braided cuffs

[sugared-ropes]

Treated myself to some partial self suspension, hair and gag ties make a very happy Sugar 💕

[2bit2lewdious]

I volunteer as tribute to get tied up. I had an under the bed cuffs thing AND rope that went unused. Sad girl

yeehaw ride 'em cowboy we gonna wrangle us up a cowpoke

[wh1msic4lwasab1]

𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟐

synopsis: these are ALL EXPLICIT video links for genshin impact and HSR

a/n: the vote was almost split and I wanted to include duos…so here’s both! (make sure to be logged into twitter)

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧:

Diluc: late night , Breeding you, Feeling you

Itto: Mutual mastersbation , Panties to the side, Breeding you

Kaeya: Cuffs, Work Break , Ice play

Xiao: Legs tied, Thigh Job

Alhaitham: Sideways, Riding his thigh, Deeper

Ayato: Shibari, Taking a shower, Trying to save the headboard

Thoma: After a long day, Punishing him, his favorite

Dottore: Under the table in a meeting, Gagged, Just for an experiment

𝐇𝐒𝐑:

Boothill: On the floor, Car sex, So much cum

Gallagher: Making you squirt, Muffling your voice, Professor

Sunday: Penacony Balcony, Blindfold, More cum

Aventurine: Hands behind his back, With your favorite toy , Both holes

Blade: He’s so rough , you look so pretty like this, mirror sex

Sampo: Paddle, Leash, Can’t wait to get home

Loucha: Morning, Slapping , Making you shake

Dr Ratio: Fingering you, Belt, On the lecture table,

Argenti : Panties to the side, a gentleman is always generous, mutual masterbation

Dan Heng(IL) : Making you watch him eat it, honestly enough to make him cum , riding him slowly

𝐌𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝: blade/jingyuan/dan heng, blade/kafka, tartaglia/zhongli , alhaitham/kaveh, pantalone/dottore , kaeya bringing you to some favonius knights,

whimsic4alwasab1 ™ - do not copy, translate, modify, or claim any of my work as your own.

<—-part 1 here part 3 here—->

[shotmrmiller]

What kinks do you think the boys would be too afraid to ask for/about? Like I know their tough but what would really frighten them to ask about?

good question.

kyle: shibari. he's an interrogation professional and sometimes business mixes with pleasure unbidden and he doesn't want anyone to see him as a masochist (too late bud) but it is what it is. he's always used fuzzy cuffs or a silken tie or whatever but he works magic with rope and loves the feel of it in his hands (coarse, prickly like the bristles of an old toothbrush) and seeing the indents it leaves after, the raised lines where it dug into flesh always makes him dizzy.

price: he's a very simple man. breeding esp during an unsafe day. he's all for condoms and pulling out and he knows his spend can throw off your ph balance plus he's still virile so whatever you prefer but something about seeing your hole drip with his seed, thick and viscous— he'd see red and shove it all back in with his fingers, can't waste a drop, see? and buss apologies into your sweat-slick skin after because he felt you wince.

soap: predator/prey. he's got a thing for the chase, something that'll run away from the inevitable (him) but he knows he's too intense, and while he's got all the blood in his body at his other head, he can't assume the same for you. he's terrified of scaring you. he can get carried away, knows it more like, and the last thing he needs is you flinching when he reaches out but lordt- he'd leave a bald spot on the tree he oh so wishes to pin you up against.

ghost: praise kink. he's a big, gruff man who's mostly mean to everyone he meets so this is a secret no one knows. he'll never force anyone to say anything, god knows he isn't the most vocal (he thinks himself so fortunate to have found someone who doesn't need him to say what he feels in that shriveled-up heart of his) but he yearns for praise, someone to tell him how well he's doing and how good he feels. he turns apple-cheeked when price goes out of his way to thank him for a job well done even though it's what was ordered of him, but it demands a certain vulnerability he's burrowed away deep, kept under lock and key.

[fanaticsnail]

Restrained

Masterlist Here

Word Count: 1,300+

Synopsis: Eustass Kid didn't know what possessed him to allow his lover to restrain him against his Captains' chair. But yet, here he is: stuck and loving it.

Themes: MDNI, smut, established relationship, Sub!kid x Dom!reader, gn!reader, nipple play - Kid receiving, untouched reader, untouched Kid.

Notes: I don't know why I needed to do this, but I did. He's just crept up on me. Send help. Something about large, powerful men being made to squirm. Art link.

Tag list: @sordidmusings @since-im-already-here @feral-artistry @gingernut1314 @carrotsunshine

Eustass Kid's eyes widened, his muffled voice growling past the material of the woven gag. Saliva coated his chin, his red paint far from present within the boarder lines of his lips. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he continued to strain against the seastone cuffs that bound his ankles to the chair legs.

Woven rope cinched tightly beneath his armpits, his right arm was bound to the backrest of the chair, while his stumped left was coiled tightly and restrained against the side of the chair.

Why did he agree to this again? What was the safety signal again? He just felt helpless, small, stuck - restrained.

As his eyes met with yours, your wicked smile crept up to decorate your face with suggestive intent. Your fingertips gently traced his scarred cheek, trailing down his jaw to brush lightly against his clavicle bone. As your fingertips trailed delicately lower against his chest, he writhed beneath your hand as it barely skimmed over his left nipple.

His belt buckle jingled as he attempted to greedily seek your touch where he desperately craved it. The waistband of his decorative pants and underwear fell further down his knees to pool at his boot-covered feet. The swollen tip of his angry cock throbbed, twitching in anticipation as it stood alert to receive its orders.

You remained fully clothed, your smile now softening into a small smirk. Your thumb casually traced over his left nipple once more, watching as Kid mewled within his gag and arched his back. His eyes widened further in shock as the first few droplets of pearly precum gathered in the slit of his cock.

This was the first time you had suggested such a thing: finally being the one in control for once. After much negotiating, and back and forth with what exactly that means, Kid agreed to be a willing puppy and accept all that he was given by your hands.

And what he was given was shibari restraint within his Captains’ chair, a gag thrust in between his lips, seastone cuffs attached to his ankles and a verbal reminder that, should he ever wish to stop, he was to tap his right heel three times firmly on the floor.

“Does that feel good, big guy?” you purred your sultry whisper into his left ear, “Like feeling my fingers on your sensitive nipples?”

Flicking your thumb over his left nipple, you began to focus your attention on his right: pinching it lightly between your index and middle finger. In scissoring motions, you rolled the tender skin between your secondary knuckles: always gentle, always soft, always tender.

Kid was panting heavily now, brows knit in a deep furrow with sweat pooling beneath the band of his blast goggles. Scrunching his eyes tightly shut, his black eyeliner began to smudge with a mixture of glassy tears at the stimulation he was and wasn't receiving.

The dance of his untouched cock bobbing in the air, veins pulsating with desire, held your attention for a moment: debating whether you should pay the poor, neglected boy some attention. Your smile widened as you chose to continue your negligence, focussing solely on his nipples.

You straddled his lap, hooking your thighs over his knees and intentionally keeping any stimulus away from his needy cock. He cried out in muffled desperation, opening his tightly scrunched eyes and begging you with his accusatory gaze.

The twitch of his knob enchanted you, watching as the blood rush deepened the hue and had his breath hitching.

“Am I not treating you well?” you taunted him with a mocking pout, “Too much and too little all at once?”

He bobbed his head frantically, his mind dizzy with the focus of his sensation being so far from his cock. He truly did not understand why this zone of his body had the pit of his stomach coiling within his belly, his balls sucked up deep within his stomach and the tip of his cock twitching like he was about to explode.

“You think this is too much,” you commented in a low hum, “Just wait until you feel this.”

Leaning down, you licked a clean stripe with the tip of your tongue down his left pectoral, rolling his right nipple within your thumb and index finger as you thumbed over his left. He mewled, keening and whimpering like a needy puppy as he tucked his head into his shoulder to avoid your eyes.

His breath hitched, his cock straining as his mind fogged. Your flattened tongue ground itself against the sensitive nub of his left nipple, before you swirled the tip in skillful circles. He honestly felt like the pit in his stomach was about to burst. He clamped his eyes shut once more, blood flooding to his cheeks: dusting his skin with a warm hue of vibrant red.

Tugging and sucking at the flesh had him writhing in his seat: gyrating, thrusting, and circling to attempt to rub his touch-starved cock against any surface to provide it stimulus. You giggled against his flesh before vibrating a hum into his peaked nipple.

He almost forgot how to breathe, the feelings were too overwhelming for him to process. You released his nipple from your mouth with an overemphatic ‘pop’, Kid’s eyes reopening to meet his whisky-hue orbs with your own. His irises were almost completely missing, the dark onyx of his pupils claiming dominance against his eyes.

Floating your eyes between his own, briefly fluttering down to his gagged mouth, you leaned forward and pressed a small kiss against his lips. The kiss was chaste, his lips barely being able to meet with your own beneath the woven gag. Pulling away, you smiled at him while still flicking at his right nipple.

Without tearing your eyes from his, you leant down to his left nipple once more. Kid held his breath, fully expecting you to toy with him with your lips and tongue. What you did instead was lean forward, hover your lips in a perfect circle, and blew a lengthy breath of cold air against the saliva coated surface of his left nipple.

The band snapped within his stomach; the sudden shocked arrival of an unsuspecting orgasm erupting from the swollen tip of Kid’s impressive cock had his voice crying out for you. You pulled away from his nipples, sensing a twitch in his thigh that only ever occured when he was about to explode in passion.

Thick ropes of his cum spent itself on his stomach, smaller squirts of pearly, translucent droplets spurted within the air and coated his pubic hair at the base of his shaft. His thick, red pubic hair was marked by his sticky cum: coating each strand with his passionate release.

Cries of his bliss were caught within the material of the saliva-dampened gag, halting the true sobs and whimpers he was desperately screaming in gratitude to you. Your shock was evident in your eyes, a surprised smile swelled up to your cheeks as you watched this impressively larger man become undone without any stimulus to his quivering cock.

Huffing and panting, the final spurts of his spend leaked from his shiney tip, pooling down his velvety shaft with several whimpering twitches. You cooed at him in awe, softly pressing a small kiss against the apple of his cheek as you halted the pressure on his nipples.

“Aww, that was so cute!” you chirped at him, his eyes snapping open with his brows triangulating in the center of his forehead, “You wanna do it again?”

His right heel bounced frantically against the floor, indicating in panic that he was completely and totally unprepared to have that occur again. You giggled with your head nodding, hands presenting your palms upwards in defense before removing the gag from your lover’s lips.

“Okay, big guy,” you smiled at him, tugging down the material and shimmying it down his chin, “How do you feel?” you caressed his cheeks, pressing gentle kisses against his temple and forehead.

“Like I-...” he choked on his words, glancing down at the mess coating his lap and chair, “...like I shouldn't have liked that as much as I did.”

[a-killer-obsession]

i am here to ask about your kid pirate kink headcanons. SPILL THE BEANS!

Bless you 🙏 like a cursed genie, I have been freed

Now presenting:

☠️Kid Pirates ☠️

Kink Headcannons 😳

🔞 Minors DNI 🔞

Kid

Pretty even switch, openly acts like a top, but secretly prefers to be a bottom

When he's a top: spanking, hair pulling, deep throating, restraints, knife and bloodplay, spitting, forced orgasm, somnophilia, free use.

He'll convince you to keep a metal egg in your pussy, and he'll use his devil fruit to vibrate it at the worst possible times just to laugh at you. He loves to make you blush.

He has no trouble putting his hand down your pants in the middle of a bar, pulling you out to a alley and fucking you against the cold wall. Someone catches you? He ain't stoppin'

When he's on the recieving end: restrains (specifically seastone), shibari (but its gotta be red cord or he will SCREAM), being a fucking brat, pegging, praise, degradation, pain (but don't be a pussy about it, if you're gonna hit him then fucking hit him). He wants you to spit on him, call him a pig, beat the shit out of him and fuck his ass till hes screaming. Hell, you can even piss on him if you want, whatever you want as long as he feels like a used piece of meat by the end of it

He loves to show off when he's being a top, so he often invites Killer, whether to join or just to watch him fuck, especially if it's Killer's girl

Absolutely has a breeding kink, no cum is wasted with this man, he's putting it inside you raw and if it starts leaking out, he's pushing it back in

Killer

Top, but he doesn't mind being a bottom on occasion. Also enjoys just taking things in equals and going with the flow

Forced orgasm, hair pulling (giving and receiving), restraints, sense deprivation, brat taming (especially Kid). He knows a million different ways to tie beautiful shibari and he'll do it even just to see you wear it casually around the bedroom, or even under your clothes in public. He's got a box under his bed full of toys - blindfolds and cuffs and tools to inflict pleasurable pain

He wants to use tools to smack your ass till the skin breaks, if you can handle it. Your comfort and needs are the most important thing to him. His #1 priority is making you cum over and over till you pass out

He loves to force a orgasm from you in public, to test you, see if you can keep quiet and not get caught

Loves to watch other men fuck you, whether or not you even know he's there, quietly standing in the corner palming himself while you're getting railed. He also loves to play the part of a intruder taking you by force, always prediscussed and consenting of course

I mentioned in my other post that he cums a lot, and its got some spray and distance to it. He takes full advantage of that, you're not leaving his room without a shower unless you wanna walk around absolutely coated in cum

King of aftercare though, he's always gonna end the night bathing you so very softly, laying tender kisses over your body and attending to your every need

Late addition someone reminded me off and I don't know how I forgot cos AGREED, this man absolutely loves to eat pussy, its the most important meal of the day

Heat

Bottom, but he'll top if you reallllly want him to

Please call him a good boy, please call him a good boy, PLEASE CALL HIM A GOOD BOY

Seriously, this man eats up praise, but he does like being treated like a piece of meat on occasion

Facesitting, squirting right on his face or cock, watersports, roleplay, pegging, cock rings, edging (he's been such a good boy please let him cum), wax play, choking

Somnophilia, but he'll always be so apologetic afterwards. He just can't help himself when you're laying there looking so fucking sexy

He's gonna worship every inch of your body till you're absolutely begging him to just fucking put his dick in you already

If he's really, really good maybe you'll let him cum on your feet (yes I am a firm believer in the common headcannon that Heat likes Feet)

Wire

The toppest top to ever top, don't even THINK about making him your bottom. This man is a experienced dom through and through

In fact, he's the most experienced of all the Kid Pirates, so if you want a orgy he's the man to talk to, and he's gonna make sure everyone is safe and comfortable, and everyone knows the safeword or colour system. He's gonna make sure everyone gets the aftercare they need as well (and has absolutely chewed out Kid on more than one occasion about it, for both forgetting to give aftercare and refusing it himself)

He loves to inflict pain, he loves to see you bound and gagged, he loves to see you being thrown around between multiple partners. He won't fuck you though till you've cum at least five times, because as I mentioned in my previous post, the man is BIG, hes not going to inflict pain on you like that, never like that. You'll be too fucked out and gaping to notice any pain by the time he's gracing you with his fat cock

Truly he doesn't care that much about getting off, he prefers to help others get off. He likes being in control of your orgasms, and he'll edge you if you don't behave exactly how he orders you to. You'll cum when and if he allows it

He's willing to give anything a go as long as it's getting you off and everyone consents, but controlling multiple subs at once is his favourite. His go to is usually Heat and a girl, ordering them around like they themselves are tools to make each other cum till they're both a pile of jelly

Killer learned everything he knows about topping from Wire

Please tell me if you have a headcannon I missed, infect me with your sexy sexy brain worms, maybe they'll make it into a fic 👀

[corvidcrossbow]

Daryl's into shibari but let me explain:

It's not even so much so in the kinky way for physical restraint and all that, but more in a sort of artistic or therapeutic way. Given his background in hunting, tracking and survival skills n whatnot, he already had talent in tying all sorts of knots – so it'd only make sense.

He played around with it when he was younger, and would sit with some yarn or other thin string, alone at whatever random shack he was currently crashing at, just practicing winding it around one of his hands, weaving over his wrist for a cuff, or incorporating his fingers and back of his hand into it – and as he grew more understanding of it, up his forearm, and maybe his thighs at some point too.

It's a sort of fidget for him. He's able to let his mind go and just focus on tying the knots in specific spots and creating intricate patterns and designs. It's relaxing, draws his thoughts into a craft and pushes back against all the intrusive ones. It quickly became something he could do subconsciously, so he uses it to help him think; clears his mind of everything else by keeping his hands busy so he can put attention to more important things.

Obviously he couldn't really do this once the apocalypse happened (he'd rather a walker bite him than someone catch him doing something viewed as taboo, plus you need to be able to up and move very suddenly) – so he swapped to tying and braiding large blades of grass & the young bark from trees.

He'd do a little at the prison during the timeskip, but wouldn't settle back into it till the post-Savior era. It took some readjusting because of all the times being tied up had been used against him in malicious manners post-apocalypse, but he worked to reclaim it and have it be something he could seek solace in again.

You'd learn about it eventually, once your friendship stretched to a relationship and was very deep and sturdy. He'd be so nervous and embarrassed to tell you since, again, it's a generally sexual thing, but it's not inherently like that for him and he didn't want you to think he was weird for it.

But when it came to involving you in it; that took even longer. He wouldn't be open to it at least until long after the Savior war – once things had kinda settled down: you had a secure place to live, a good network of people, and there wasn't a sense of an impending threat every day. You had some peace, and more importantly time.

Maybe it'd start with you two on a run together; you're in a hardware or outdoor supplies store, gathering bundles of rope and you'd make a joke about him tying you up, just to see how he gets flustered after picturing it.

But not long after, you two'd have a genuine conversation about it that'd end in sitting quietly on the edge of the bed together, Daryl loosely doing simple ties with some yarn around one of your hands. He felt very vulnerable, given he's essentially not only letting you into his therapy sessions, but incorporating you into it. Shibari became his scapegoat from his life and trauma-scarred psyche for years; it's something he treasures – and he treasures you the same way. It would always be very intimate.

So once you were both comfortable with it, he'd love it; just sitting together in the evenings and letting him create his little artistic nets of rope on your body, starting with just your hands then arms and simple knots that could be easily undone. Then as time passed, and a period of peace became more prevalent, he did more complex ones and covered more of your body.

Once you expanded, he went out on solo runs to find specific ropes he wanted, maybe swinging by adult stores if needed. The first time he did your torso, he was so utterly transfixed by it: kept breaking the silence every now and again to remark how beautiful you looked.

And then when you did your torso and all without a layer of clothes blocking your skin it pretty much broke him. He was instantly addicted to the way the color of the rope he chose complimented your skin tone, how it so perfectly curled around every curve of your body. Once he was done he just sat back and stared at you. With all the meaning behind it, it was one of the most gorgeous things he'd ever seen.

For the first long while, it was only designs on you, and they weren't physically retraining. He wanted both of you to have experience in it before coming to that. And then when you did, he bound your wrists together, constantly checking if you were okay with it, then undid it pretty quickly.

That's where it started to branch into more sexual territory. Some of it was the control aspect, but it was more so how trusting you were of him; letting him be in control like that – and again just how perfect you looked woven into his masterpieces. First he'd do it, drag eyes over your body, then undo them, toss it aside and kiss you to push you back to lay in the bed.

But then he started keeping them on – but not the more physically restraining ones at first, just the pretty decor ones. This is all a process of progression, so when you did get to more restraining, it was usually just binding your wrists, tying your limbs to the bed frame, or arms to your chest, once and a while a little more than that.

Shibari with him would never be like the more intense stuff you see in BDSM spaces n allat – he will not super roughly tie you up in some weird ass position where rope is digging into your skin and leaving burns behind. He is never one to completely immobilize you. You being super restrained would make him nervous even if you were okay with it. And he's not at all into suspension: he has the skills to set it up right but he doesn't trust it, and that's veering too much into deeper kinky territory for his taste. He doesn't want to ruin this for himself by making it so explicitly sexual.

Like I said, it's much more intimate and remedial. It's about appreciating your figure and including you in something so important to him. You with geometric shapes and knots of rope that he made delicately mapped around your body will always be one of his favoritest things.

And if you wanted to learn, he'd teach you. Knowing knots in general was important in the apocalypse, plus everything else about it. He'd let you restrain him to a further extent than he would you.

And him knelt in bed, rope around his upper thighs that circled his hips and waist, up his chest and around his torso, binding his arms behind his back with his red rag tied around his eyes like a blindfold quickly became one of your favoritest things too <3

And bunny would skyrocket as a petname for both of you cuz rope bunny, duh

Like c'mon that's my rope bunny rigger

[lenoue]

hmm somethin' tells me that dean would really love tying up sam before fucking him. personal kink of his. sammy who is a bit helpless and completely in his power. 🖤

they have never discussed this and they never will either <3

sometime in s2, sam was face down ass up in a motel room, his arms bracketing this head when dean pulled both his arms to hold them at his back cause sam was smiling a little too much at the motel cashier. sam tries to balance himself but faceplants on the pillow and cries all whiney and muffled. dean wants to hear him so bad, he cuffs Sam's hands on his back, grabs him by the hair and squeezes his jaw open

they go 3 rounds that night

the memory of sam trying to pull himself up but failing and crying even more pathetically makes him rock hard in public

but that was a one off thing, it isn't common for their dynamic

[ if he keeps learning intricate shibari secretly (this pseudo military bastard Would) that no one's business ]

all that goes out the window after s4 tho.

he'd tie sam up in extremely revealing positions; hands tied to feet, spreader bars, back arched at impossible positions. sometimes s5 sam would fall into bed with him for comfort and dean would slowly tie one knot after another until sam cannot move an inch and he feels dean shoving a vibrator up his ass and he can't do anything else than shake and shake until dean feels pity on him

sometimes dean would also leave him like that to go investigate a case and when he comes back sam is a mess, begging dean to untie him please dean please please

and then dean would kiss his tearstained face, put a ball gag in his mouth and go to the bar <3

[darkfairy102190]

Imagine Miguel O'Hara giving into his primal instincts and hunting you down like prey.

This man would go absolutely feral and animalistic if he finds out that you're ovulating.

This man is possessive and obsessive over you and will let everyone know that you belong to him.

He would mark you all over just prove a point.

He's a brat tamer so go ahead act like a brat he would gladly put you in your place.

Clothes funny? You're not wearing anything around this man.... Maybe lingerie...

He would put you in shibari using his webs you both would enjoy it...

You're his bondage bunny and plaything.

He speak Spanish to you and teach you Spanish.

Let's be honest Miguel would fuck you on any surface.

This man loves loves you with all his heart and at the bottom of his soul.

He has allot of stamina and he's insatiable, he would slow down his pace to prolong his orgasms.

Miguel he overstimulate you and torture you in the bedroom...

If he sees you exercising and being flexible, but not only that but can see your pussy through your tight pants/work out pants flate out he's drooling and ripping them off and fucking you.

He would eat you out for hours like a starved man.

Miguel would spoil the hell out of you.

You like leashes, collars, cuffs anything for the bedroom, don't worry he would get them for you.

He loves doing aftercare and pampering you.

He gives you pet names.

He has both a degrading kink and praise kink, so yes he would degrade you and praise you.

He doesn't like disobedience and insolence, if you're bratty he would have a field day and would gladly punish you.

He doesn't like when men look at you or talk to you, he would legit punish you for it when you get home so be prepared to not walk for a good bit.

Miguel would use his fangs, talons, and venom on you.

He's overprotective of you and caring towards you.

If you're depressed, pissed off, any negative emotions he would try to cheer you up.

He's a cuddler no questions asked.

If you have any tattoos and piercings he would love them, he would trace your tattoos with his fingers leaving goosebumps behind.

He would cook and clean for you or with you.

He would take you out on dates.

Wanna go somewhere he would take you anywhere you want.

Strip dance for him and he would lose his mind be prepared for a very long night.

Miguel would wear leather just to tease you, see you drool and get wet....

If you're a good girl you get rewards now if you're a bad girl he would punish you.

He loves to see you beg and whimper.

If you're on your period he would take care of you, if you need anything in general for your period he would go get it for you. Made a mess in the bed because of your blood he would take you to the bathroom give you a relaxing shower or bath and afterwards he would give you your favorite snacks, drink, and food after he's done putting in new sheets on the bed.

He would take your panties off with his teeth or rip them off whichever one will do.

He would rip your clothes off if he's impatient.

Only you get to see his soft side to everyone else he's cold and stoic.

[1800titz]

SHIBARI MAN 3

The one where Harry runs shibari classes and Y/N thinks he should smile more

“Right, so. We find the bight. Wrap that around. Pull the ends through the bight. Keep that centered, keep the wrists separated a good bit,” he blinks over at the onlooker, “And repeat— the steps a couple of times.” 

And… it feels sick. Makes her innards churn, when her chest hollows out for something new, something… sordid, and confounding— this spore that buds and germinates (metastasizing, worming its way to the warmth of her marrow), at the way Harry almost… talks about her like she’s not even there. 

Just an anchor. 

A post to replicate a pattern of knots against. Something, nearly inanimate, to fetter. She blinks down at the floor, chin twisted away, the apples of her cheeks permeated by a bemusing scorch. Her heart thuds, thick at the column of her throat.

In the muzzy margins of her eyesight, he’s bifurcated the allegiance of the ends, and he wraps those around the cuff he’s formed. 

“You want this bit—“ he yanks. Jolts her limbs. A soft gasp, (startled—?) spills from her mouth at the unanticipated stimulation of the motion. 

For the first time, Harry addresses her. Nonverbally. With his eyes; flinty, the bands of his irises, like chiseled green aventurine, worn and shimmery. 

“—Tight.”

She’s cognized, by his gaze, with the smooth, slick flesh on the inside of her cheek manducated between her teeth, humiliated. Face warm, hands balled into fists— the crescents of her nails gnaw into the skin at her palms. 

It’s purposeful. Meant to replace one feeling with another. Inkpools linger, and then meander to reach where her knuckles have nearly morphed chalky from the squeeze. Gently, he pries her hands open with one of his own. 

“You shouldn’t do that,” he murmurs, brows kinked, “It’ll …numb your hands faster if you keep them that way in a tie.” 

NOW OUT ON PATREON

[kieonu]

boyfie! yuta okkotsu x cosplayer! reader [nsfw edition]

gender-neutral reader

category: nsfw, more suggestive rather than smutty

cw: nsfw, mentions of bondage, sub/dom dynamics, consensual photography

[a/n]: yuta is an adult here

boyfie! yuta who loves and blushes whenever you have risqué photoshoots. he dislikes sharing this side of you with others, but if it's what you want then he'll go along with it. besides, he gets the more private photos for himself anyways

boyfie! yuta who loves when you make out with him during risqué couple shoots. of course he'll only make out with you if the photographer isn't there. he doesn't think he can handle being caught in such an intimate moment like that

boyfie! yuta who wants to tear your costume off of you when the photoshoot is over, but is too worried about how you'll react if he did (cosplays are so expensive, sobs) 

boyfie! yuta who definitely has you pose in nearly pornographic poses as he's taking your photos

boyfie! yuta who isn't so into bondage but LOVES seeing you tied up in shibari or in cuffs. these are only for his own pleasure though, the public is not allowed to see this part of you

boyfie! yuta who gets turned on while seeing you in such a weak and submissive state

boyfie! yuta who sprouts a boner when you cosplay more domineering characters. he'd have you step on him for a shot, breath being taken away as he ultimately views your private areas from below 

he is so utterly in love with you in both subby and dom states, both in character and out of character. maybe you should even tie him up for a change, you'll just have to discuss with him beforehand 

[skele-bunny]

Rope 101. (No CW) Dewdrop/Aether/Phantom

CW - NONE

Tags: Suggestive, Rope, Bondage, Casual Nudity, Subspace, Vaginal Teasing

Characters: Dewdrop, Aether, Phantom

(Ghostober day #22 Shibari by @kroas-adtam ! Divider by @/wrathofrats , no beta, we die like men. My ghostober will be short fics!)

"Are you excited?"

Frantic nods was an answer, Phantom scooting closer to Dewdrop and resting his head on the fire ghouls shoulder. Aether smiled as he sat down, pulling out different variants of rope.

"Just remember, I'm going to be showing you a few ties, and monitoring you. Since Dew is more accustomed to dropping fast with rope, I'll take majority near the end." Aether tilted his head, undoing each braided strand. "Make sense?"

"Yeah!" Phantom looked over, purring and bumping under the other ghoul's chin. "You're still okay with me doing it?"

Dew simply nodded, rolling his shoulder with a quick sigh. "Positive. S' long you don't, you know, kill me."

Aether snickered, rolling his eyes as he passed over a few bundles. "Alright, alright... I'm gonna show you how to make a basic knot first. First, this is called a bight—"

The two quintessence ghouls stayed close together, Phantom mimicking each part Aether showed him while Dew sat still for their little lesson as their doll. With each soft caress over his bare skin, a shiver would follow. He'd occasionally chime in with how it felt on Phantom's side if something was too tight or loose, laughing as the smaller quint's hands would accidentally tickle under his ribs. He leaned forwards as they moved to the back, Phantom's fingers lacing in at the back.

"Good job, now bring the bight under the bands, then make another knot... Yes! Exactly like that!" Aether praised, tail thumping against the ground. "How are you feeling about it?"

Phantom looked at the simple harness he had done, his own tail unable to stop wagging. "I feel good about it! It's mainly just repetitive."

A hum of agreement and Aether moved to Dew, their mate still focused but pink in his cheeks, slowly being lowered to the floor. "Ready, bunny? I'm gonna show Phantom your hip cuffs through the crotch."

"Hm," Dew wiggled with a smile, parting his legs. "Ready."

It had been more repetitive movements to Phantom, bending Dew's arms and wrists, tucking him into himself. It wasn't until Phantom laced the double columns between Dew's folds did he realize the predicament—his tdick twitching and slick following from the pressure, hips twitching upwards as Aether took a hold and tightened it.

Soft whimpers followed, Aether laughing again as he jolted the rope between Dew. "Feel good?"

Dewdrop could only nod, face getting hotter and trying to squirm, left entombed in rope looking at Phantom with a small gargle.

"Ohh, he's not gonna help you! Here, bat, try it."

There was a bit of hesitance but once Phantom grabbed the columns, he couldn't help himself and mimicked Aether's yanking. A smile grew on his face as he watched Dew squirm more, trying to grind against the rope more only for Aether to push down on his thighs.

"No, you take what you're given." A loud whine responded. "Don't you talk back! I'll make him stop!" Aether teased, looking down at Dewy who only huffed back.

Phantom slowed his tugs, admiring the pink rope that had drool attached, connecting them to Dewdrop's cunt. Giving him a small break, Aether continued showing the tie before knotting it in; tight enough to purposely cause irritation to Dew's hard cock. Soft babbles left his mouth, but no words made sense. The smaller quint watched as Aether laid down next to their doll, fingers going under the rope to touch his skin.

"Now what?" He asked, laying down to join, noticing how Aether's smile crooked up more.

"Now, we just drive him crazy."

A sudden pull got a loud moan from Dewdrop, back arching and Phantom couldn't help but squirm his hand under, too.

[nerd-space]

Okay, but what would be like, some niche stuff the until dawn characters are into sexually? Personally, I think Josh is REALLY into powerplay and Jessica (hear me out) roleplay or something.

Ooo okay niche kinks i assume? i can easily do that :) this will definitely be shorter since its a vauge request!

CW// intox/somno/cnc, semi-darker kinks/themes, readers discretion advised!

Girls:

Emily

- Shibari, i think that she would love to have herself or her partner in some pretty rope designs, especially designs that emphasize the chest area 😵‍💫

- temperature play, Emily has a thing for shock factor as we see in the totem scene with matt right? right.. i think if she's in a dom space she would love to shock and play with you with some ice or body wax :)

Jess

- roleplay, i 100% agree with you. she's definitely into roleplay thats heavy on the corny aspect i wont lie. Since she would probably be more dominant with a girl i think she would definitely think the nurse and doctor trope is cute or student and professor

- cuffs, i think she would love a fuzzy pair of pink or black good quality cuffs she could use on you, definitely the type to cuff your hands to the headboard to have her way with you

Sam

- Hear me out with this one, blindfolds and feather or leather sensory toys! i think shes definitely the softer type but she still likes to have *some* fun

- marks/marking, i think sam can be mildly possessive over you, maybe even seeing another girl or guy flirting with you and finding it in herself that she has the urge to mark your neck up to show your hers 🫠

Ashley

- subby ass girl, she's probably a freak ass ngl. i think she would have a thing for paddles/floggers 🙂‍↕️. not too rough but hard enough to leave a little sting and some mild marks

- dare i say she has a thing for women in leather/lingerie? she probs gets so flustered and wet at a dominant girl in some intimidating lingerie, i think she's really into the super skimpy "doesn't-leave-much-to-the-imagination" type of lingerie

Boys:

Josh

- Powerplay/size difference is definitely something i see in Josh. He has a habit of going animalistic and feral if given the opportunity to make you weak and incapable of fighting him off if you tried.

- ski masks/halloween masks. Listen. he definitely thinks the aspect of "mystery" behind a ski-mask while you guys fuck is a raging turn on for him, seeing the fake fear on your face even though you know its him makes me go bonkers

Chris

- hashtag: another raging freak, but in secret. I think he would be the type of guy to be mildly into intox/somno 😗 is that a bit strong? probably but i personally view him as much more of an interesting person on the down low. i think smoking some weed with him or getting tipsy and using it as incentive to fuck you silly is smth he likes

- dare i say collars/leashes? Yes i do dare. Chris would definitely be the type to indulge his partner in very mild petplay in a way, he seems the type to find you on your knees between his thighs with a collar and leash he picked the color of to be a mega turn on

Matt

- i think matt is probably into dom/sub dynamics but with a softer dominatrix. i think i view him as a switch so i could see him being a soft!dom and being a service sub type of ordeal, finding that obeying you or allowing you to relax at his hand is just mind melting

- hair pulling, Matt is the type to have a firm grip on your scalp while bending your back to get himself deeper while you fuck, also think he wouldn't mind having his own hair pulled

Mike

- Sadomasochism, he thinks watching you struggle and writhe in mild amounts of pain is the hottest thing ever, he will immediately get hard at small things like if you wince slightly at a mundane task resulting in like a papercut or something. for the masochist half i think nail marks and hickeys are his favorite forms of pain, maybe even some very mild impact play

- Breath play/choking. Mike likes tipping you into that lightheaded state that makes your moans higher pitched and makes you more pliable for him, i think when he subs he also is into it but maybe a little harsher on himself than he is on you 😵‍💫🫠

Hope you enjoyed! 🩷