#you can be into what you're into -- vocally even -- but i can be just as vocal about finding it grody. love yourself. seek better.

[starfieldcanvas]

I apologize for making it seem like I thought OP had no other opinions on the music industry. I should've been clearer about the reblogger tags I was simultaneously reacting to, and been far far more objective than "OP is most distressed by x." You are correct that that is not a claim I can back up with evidence; saying it was a mistake and I regret it. If I made the post over again, I would change that part.

However, I have to admit I'm pretty surprised you're interpreting my points as being in bad faith. I made them because I think they're relevant. You might disagree with me on how relevant they are, but I did not bring them up to be disingenuous or condescending or any other weird bullshit. What OP said, and the reblogger tags I saw on the post, genuinely bothered me. I wanted to respond to them with my thoughts on why OP's and the tagger's analysis and framing was misleading and in some ways actively regressive.

If you disagree with me, that's totally reasonable. If you think I came across as condescending, well, that's a reasonable reaction too! I struggle to come across as "challenging an understandable but wrongheaded claim in the spirit of friendship" as opposed to "lecturing like an asshole," and a lot of the time I fail. Me trying to be casual and approachable while presenting information I know decently well often reads like me not taking the other person seriously in a way that goes beyond just confidently suggesting their argument is flawed. It's a problem!

But to the extent that "bad faith" means not engaging with the ideas being presented, I was not arguing in bad faith. I think it's regressive to frame female stars vocally embracing their sexuality as inherently suspicious! I think it serves the patriarchy to present the issue the way OP presented it! I think contrasting female stars having fun being sexy on purpose as a major part of their entertainment careers with male stars "basing their careers on being people" is (1) misidentifying a systemic industry problem (2) blatantly sex-negative AND (3) quite frankly downright misogynistic. I think making a point to say "dancing on stage in your underwear ISN'T empowering!" is indistinguishable from either (A) conservative tradwife bullshit or (B) SWERF bullshit.

But I gave OP the benefit of the doubt and assumed they were coming from a place of wanting to support women in the industry and women's rights generally. Hence talking to OP like I thought they might be interested in the basis for my take even if I strongly disagreed with them.

If you disagree with either my conclusions or the connections I made in order to draw them, you're welcome to elaborate!

Okay and I’m gonna totally sound like my mom for a second here but it’s interesting that soooooooo many women in entertainment have careers based on “embracing their sexuality” but the vast majority of men in entertainment base their careers on like … being people…. and like maybe there’s a reason most men don’t seem to find going on stage in underwear “empowering”…? Bc it’s not…?

[wrathofrats]

hi can you put me down for 6 billion more words of gamer rain and phantom pls 🙏🙏 the way you write their dynamic is so correct and i love phantom's awful jokes that somehow get him in rain's pants. AND THE UNDERWEAR ARFARFHGHFRF

thank you :3

Hiiii yes you can (: and @miasmaghoul bc it was your ask originally

It’s half banter half weird quint porn. Can be read alone if you wanna. Warnings for dub con, quintessence, trans rain (cunt clit tits), brat rain, phantoms tired of him and just takes what he wants.

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Phantom grabbed rains hips, lifting them enough to slide his sweatpants off of him. Rain grumbled something about putting them in the hamper as they fell to the floor, though with his attention completely engrossed in the game, phantom wasn't truly worried about him being upset.

"Can you at least stay on your knees and make this a little easier?" Phantom pulled rains hips up again from where they flopped back onto the bed when phantom wasn't actively holding them. Lazy bitch.

"You can hold them in any position you want" rain shot back nonchalantly, "if you want to fuck me so bad you can work for it"

"Are you ever not a priss?"

“You're the one calling me a fucking sex doll all the time. If sex dolls can't kneel neither can I. It's what you get for being rude" rain huffed as the screen went dark and reloaded from a stupid death while he was distracted, "and the sexism"

"Sexism? What sexism" phantom held rains hips up with one hand, the other shoving his pants to his thighs clumsily to pull his cock out.

"You're being mean to me and that's sexist"

"You're a man how is that sexist"

"You're saying sexism towards men doesn't exist? Sounds transphobic too"

Phantom paused, just staring forward for a minute. He almost tried to respond genuinely, almost. But he resigned into leaving it alone because truly rain was just arguing to argue. It was like enrichment to him, which is why he and dew were together all the time. Though this was phantoms enrichment, putting his cock inside rain.

His cock slipped in easily, barely any resistance with how slick water ghouls tended to be even when they weren't turned on. Hot and wet and so fucking tight, it almost made phantom feel a little pathetic with how he groaned when he bottomed out, but rain remained unphased.

"Don't know how you stay so tight, no one fuck this pretty cunt recently princess?" Phantom pulled out slightly to bite his lip at how his cock was coated in rain, before pushing back in slowly with a curse.

"Not how that works" rain pushed his hips back into phantom subtly, enough so to deny it if he was called out, "they don't loosen when you're fucked a lot, you watch too much porn bug"

"And you talk too much" frustration was bubbling inside phantom. Sure he knew how rain could be but he was more mouthy than usual, even for him. Or maybe phantom was just so horny that now he was in a bad mood about it, either way it was becoming obnoxious.

"Go fuck someone else then. I have dildos bigger than you I'll live"

"Yeah, screw this honestly" phantom dropped rains hips back onto the bed, pulling out fully before tangling a rough hand in rains hair.

"What the fuck are you d-" rain swatted at phantoms hand before he felt a sharp snap of electricity in the back of his head, the smell of smoke and ozone becoming more apparent. He could feel his vocal cords go tight, a fuzzy feeling overcoming his limbs as the controller was discarded and fell onto the floor. He could no longer hold himself up by the elbows, though he didn't need to with the way he was easily rolled onto his back.

All his movements felt weight down and syrupy, just barely able to lift his head enough to see phantom grinning down at him.

"There's my sweet sex doll" phantom cooed, pulling rains hips flush with his. The quintessence made it almost impossible to move but ever so sensitive. Rain felt like he could feel almost every vein in phantom cock pulse inside of him, every inch carving out a place for itself. Rain let out a small whimper as phantom pulled almost all the way back out just to shove himself even deeper.

"See? Isn't this more enjoyable? Promised I'd take care of you princess, we just need to break that attitude of yours"

Rain blinked at him dumbly, before giving a tentative nod. Parts of his brain fought to continue to be defiant but the more phantom fucked into him the less he could keep himself from slipping. It was easy to let himself drop as phantom pressed a harsh thumb to his clit, feeling him drip around his cock.

His hair was a mess underneath him, shirt rucked up under his small swell of tits while his arms laid limply by his sides. His chest bounced a bit with the force of phantoms thrusts, drool slipping from between his lips.

[returnofeternity]

Can’t stop thinking about your transfem lottienat story. What about Lottie and Nat wanting to get a little more adventurous and they take the cuck act public (like a changing room or something). Love your work 🤍

ohhhhh 😵‍💫 god, you know lottie would love to watch outside. she's the one "watching the cart," but she's really looking through the divider and getting off to the sounds and the shuffling from behind the door!!!!!!! poor baby is so hard when you and nat come out :( you almost feel bad but this is what she wanted. sometimes, she's really adventurous and will rub her bulge up against the cart or something until she cums.

but times where she's in there with you guys, sitting on the ledge and jerking off? it's the best. even better when it's a small dressing room and you reach out to grab her shoulder for support when nat's fucking you dumb. thinking about her being so vocal so you have to shove the brand new pair of panties you're trying on in her mouth to shut her up!

she fucking loveessss hearing nat say filthy things about you too. complimenting how sexy your body looks in those new pants, telling you how she wouldn't be able to stop groping you if you wore those around her. looking lottie in the eyes while she mumbles in your ear, "maybe she'll let me take you for a week, huh? i can send her videos of me fucking you while she's all alone at home."

and lottie just jerks off faster.

thinking of lottie cucking at the movies. she's a few seats down from you and nat, but still has a nice view of you on your knees sucking nat off. she kind of gets addicted to the rush of it being more public :( she gets so fucking horny from it. probably spends so much at the theater (only candy ofc, it's so much easier to sneak into other rooms once she buys a ticket. and nat needs something to snack on while you blow her, so why not make lottie pay?) just to watch nat play with you. she loves recording it too. makes her feel like a perv while she jerks off and films you riding natalie when there are people literally a couple rows in front of you.

[eradore]

Two more from @/acorn-and-oakleaves's Summer Shire Festival :)

Prompts: "Now, don't be mad, but" & "Tell him to stop touching you before I do" CW: Modern AU. Jealousy, Bit of an unresolved quarrel, but they'll be fine. Corniest thing I've ever written in my life, but that's cool, we're rolling with it.

Festival Masterlist

"You know you don't have to come if you don't want," Bilbo hedges, voice a little too imploring to be casual.

His boyfriend squints at him from below his heavy brows, fingers stilling as they work the plaits that frame his face. "Why wouldn't I want to go?"

Bilbo swallows around the mounting panic, casting about for a likely excuse. "It's only…"

Thorin quirks a brow and the Hobbit folds like a cheap suit.

"Okay, don't be mad, but Thranduil's son is coming."

"The Elf?" Thorin clarifies, his lip curling as though he's suddenly caught scent of something rather unpleasant.

"Legolas has a name," Bilbo reminds him, exasperated. "And yes. Turns out he's big a fan of Leaf and Lute."

"He would be," Throin scoffs, and Bilbo glowers at him.

"Oh and look there, another good reason you shouldn't come."

"Sorry, love," Thorin chuckles, rubbing absently at the dimple which has likely formed between Bilbo's brows. "But you know it's not really my style."

"Which is why I suggested you don't go," the Hobbit pouts, shoving his boyfriend's hand away. It wasn't the reason, not really, but having to listen to Thorin mourn for a proper bass or wailing vocals on top of the looming Elf in the room is a bridge too far, and a good enough excuse to glom onto as any.

"And leave you alone with that asshole? Forget it."

They wouldn't be alone, of course, because the rest of Thorin's friends had long-since forgiven Legolas - who'd been nothing but an angel ever since getting with Thorin's cousin - and would be attending without comment, but Bilbo doesn't bother correcting him because to arrive at the show already neck deep in a fight on top of everything else would be untenable, so he keeps his mouth shut as they make their way to meet up with their friends.

And boy does he wish he hadn't.

They're good, for a time. Dance around each other stiffly, sometimes literally. Thorin does his best to keep the whole party between them, but Legolas is fluid and hard to keep in place, and as the night draws on and he gathers that he's not the only one who thinks Thorin is being a git, he grows bolder.

It's harmless to start, hanging off of Gimli even in full sight of his cousin. But Gimli only continues to be a font of cheer, so there's not much Thorin can say - at least not until the Elf folds Bilbo into his side as well, and then it turns out Thorin can say quite a lot.

Legolas, to his credit, only ever grins maniacally back, pale eyes glinting in the low lights of the venue.

"Thorin, that's enough!" Bilbo snaps again, growing quite fed up with constantly being herded about by the big lumbering oaf who keeps managing to wedge his way between Bilbo and his friend. "This really is not your best look."

Legolas doesn't give the Dwarf a chance to retort, his long arm reaching past to grab hold of Bilbo's wrist and spin him wide out past his self-appointed guard dog and into his own arms. "Does he have a best look then, do you think?" Legolas needles. "Wouldn't have guessed."

"You're not helping," Bilbo admonishes, swatting at the Elf's arm.

"He never does," Thorin thunders, stepping much too close, and Bilbo rolls his eyes, pulling the Dwarf away for a drink and a breather.

"You're being absolutely ridiculous," he hisses as they wait for the vendor to grab their drinks. "What is your issue, even? Do you really think Gimili's partner is making moves on me while he's standing right there?"

Beyond reason, Thorin just sulks. "Tell him to stop touching you or I will."

"I'll do no such thing. And neither will you!" Bilbo warns, proud of his own daring. Thorin glowers at him and makes to argue more, but Bilbo cuts him off, collecting his drink and leaving the pouty Dwarf with the bill. "Now, I'm going to keep dancing with our friends and I suggest you either stay here or go home, because I'm sick of looking at you!"

Legolas asks where his 'macho' boyfriend went when returns, and Bilbo can't even muster a proper scowl about it because even though the Elf had been instigating, he's still not wrong. So they enjoy the show with little commentary for a while, long enough that the music begins to show and one much improved pouty Dwarf finds his way back to them, extra drinks meant for Bilbo and Legolas in tow.

The Elf at least has enough grace to accept the motion with little more than a polite nod. They share a brief look which evidently serves as a truce, before each turning to crowd behind their respective partners to sway with the beat.

Bilbo, however, is not so easily pacified as all that, and he tilts his head back onto Thorin's shoulder, waiting until the Dwarf tucks his ear close to threaten, much too innocently, "If you think you're taking me home without a proper apology to that man and to myself, you've got another thing coming."

And really, he should practice being so confident more often, because the gulp of panic it elicits is much too fun.

Divider by @/animatedglittergraphics-n-more

[trappedinafantasy37]

Minthara reading everyone to filth upon recruitment is funny, but it also highlights just how paranoid she is. Realistically, it probably takes her a few days to figure everyone out rather than the instant she is recruited. When talking about all the companions, a common theme in all her responses relates to their combat capabilities and survivability, and points out their strengths and their weaknesses. She's not throwing shade or stirring the tea. Minthara is conducting a threat assessment. Minthara having very realistic and accurate readings of everyone is a trauma response, because she needs to know who they are and very quickly.

She is trying to figure out who is the most likely to kill her and why they would kill her. But also how they would go about it and is weighing her odds against them. She has to know their weaknesses in case she needs to exploit them, and she has to know their strengths so she can defend against them. And Minthara doesn't just consider their combat capabilities, but their psyche as well, using it as a factor to determine the likelihood of them ever coming after her specifically and how she can disarm them psychologically if need be. But you know who she doesn't provide her assessment for? You.

You are a conundrum. The moment you saved her, she has been curious of you, but wary. Although grateful you saved her, she doesn't understand why you saved her when she believes you had far more reason to either kill her or leave her behind. She wants to trust you, but her trust has always gotten her stabbed. She wants to have faith that her savior won't turn against her, but she has no reason to believe you won't. She spends the entirety of Act 2, watching you, analyzing you, trying to figure you out because she doesn't know what to do with you. She asks you some questions because she is still trying to figure out what motivates you. "Why come to Moonrise? Why raid the grove? Why knock me out?" In two of these questions, she is determining how likely you are to harbor any violent intent. And one of these questions is born of your history of bringing her harm. (Oh the irony of Minthara trusting you less if you knocked her out)

You're a potential enemy whose weakness she doesn't want to exploit, a potential enemy she doesn't want to have to defend herself against. And all this time she spends watching you, she finds things about you that she likes. Really likes. And while conducting her assessment of you, she falls in love with you, and it terrifies her because she still does not know if she is safe with you. So she asks you to share your mind and just tell her if you're safe and can be trusted. She doesn't want to guess anymore, and she doesn't want to come to a potential conclusion she doesn't like. She doesn't want to do the analysis, she doesn't want to be paranoid, she wants to trust you and feel safe with you. She needs to know that you are a safe person for her to love.

[hue-kangz]

[2025 DREAM WEEK] How to Make TOMORROW X TOGETHER :: Tyunning

[cannibalisticskittles]

saw someone say they didn't get the people with 'older rooks' romancing emmrich bc they made their rook 19/20 to play up the drama and uh

girl i don't know what kinda drama you think you're intensifying because it certainly isn't going to be romantic, emmrich already has hang-ups about age, he is not going to fall for a goddamned teenager

and even besides that, the timeline of the game establishes that rook has been traveling with varric for about a year, and with some backgrounds, the event that made rook leave their faction and start them on the path to meeting varric could have happened weeks to months before that

in no universe would varric see a fucking 17 year old and decide yep, that's who's gonna get a crucial part in stopping a plot that could end the world

[vimbry-moved]

oh hello shoe I've been waiting to see drop. sorta hoped you never would.

[widevibratobitch]

nothing sad but i need to bitch and im tired and need to frow up

[seilon]

every newer gen kpoppy who calls it revolutionary every time a big name bg member wears something vaguely skirt-like should be required to watch lee sungjong of infinite putting his whole pussy into performing coming of age ceremony by park jiyoon wearing the song's classic form-fitting black side-slitted dress with zero gimmicks way back in 2012

[sappho-of-suburbia]

eating a girl out for the first time? as someone with a couple of decades' experience (i started young, ok?), can i offer some advice?

take your time. your aim isn't to make her come as fast as possible, it's to make sure she enjoys every moment. slow down, revel in the process of finding out what she likes.

tell her how beautiful she is, how tempting her cunt looks, how intoxicating it smells, how sweet she tastes. she might be feeling vulnerable, especially if she's inexperienced too - it's your job to make her feel safe and adored.

enjoy the journey - i know you just want to feel your tongue on her clit NOW, but exploring her thighs, working your way slowly to her folds, trailing all the way up her cunt, drinking her juices, letting her feel your breath before she feels your touch...it'll be worth it. for both of you.

learn to read her body with all of your senses. she might be vocal but she might prefer to bite her lip or enjoy being gagged. you don't need to hear her words to know what to do. you'll feel her muscles twitch and relax - learn what it means when she lifts her hips, squirms or sinks into you. she might taste and smell differently when she is close to coming for you. pay close attention to her clit - if you're lucky and you've done a particularly good job, you might see it twitch as she recovers from the perfect orgasm. enjoy it.

you can be vocal though. moan into her. use every sensation you can. light flicks to determined, long, slow licks. blow gently on her wetness. how does she react to your lip piercing? your teeth?

build and add to the experience until she's completely overwhelmed. play with her nipples. run your nails over her skin. lift her legs and spank her.

chances are, she'll get to the point where she really needs you to fuck her. slip your tongue all the way down and inside her. if you can't breathe, you're doing it right. that means you probably won't be able to keep it up for hours, so save this move for when she's right on the edge and you're ready to let her tip over.

if you're especially lucky and she's a squirter, you will get absolutely soaked. enjoy it. show her you're enjoying it. moan into her cunt; she'll come even harder.

if she needs to be fucked harder, slip your fingers inside her cunt and curl them up towards your tongue as it circles her clit. all of her most sensitive nerves will be between your tongue and your fingers. you'll be able to feel every tiny twitch inside her; it's the most beautiful place in the world to be.

when she can truly take no more, stay close to her as you drift away from her cunt. kiss your way up her tummy and her chest, let her taste herself on your lips as you hold her and let her ride out the aftershocks. trail your fingertips over her back. whisper in her ear. tell her everything you loved about eating her out.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

winning the way i was listening to a song like alas that these very lowest bits in this tenor performance are probably juuust below my range. than i hummed sang along like oh nvm i mean totally already in my range, i got it. tessituraed right tf up

[zoologica42]

Temperate Lake Dashboard Simulator

🐦‍⬛2xcrested_cormorant Follow Going to try and eat this weird fish

♻️🐦‍⬛2xcrested_cormorant Follow wilmdlife hopital

🐸rana-bufo Follow No one can ever truly understand what BULL4rog's music means to me 😭 this song in particular argrgrgrgrgrg the way he puffs out his vocal sack asdfghjk

BULL4rog: listen here on spotify ♻️🐸rana-bufo Follow I think I huave chytrid

🐟ilikeeatingminnowsFollow I just migrated here from finstagram please be nice

🐠powerbottomfeeder Follow

I have HAD IT with this lake, it’s the third day in a row we’ve had nitrates above 8 ppm and uug the algae, my allergies I can’t do this

♻️🐟carpy-diem Follow

Lol we regularly get nitrates up to 20 ppm in my lake ♻️🦞crawdaddy Follow uhhh you shouldn't be bragging about that, it's really unsafe ♻️🐟carpy-diem Follow suck it you little oligotrophic bitch

🐢snappturt Follow Dear Tumblr, am I the Basshole for the way I catch minnows? I was chatting with some of the guys I bask with and they said the way I catch minnows is problematic; What I do is I sit on the bottom of the lake, I hide myself in the mud and I open my mouth. My tongue looks a lot like a little worm so I wiggle it around- and because of that, minnows swim over and check it out. Once they get close enough, then I bite down and eat them. Some of my rockmates have told me that this is manipulative and toxic behavior- but they also eat minnows...I don't know guys...

🦆tree hole-nester-acorn-eater Follow

is it just me, or is this super homoerotic???

🐟bigpikexxl Follow liveblogging diving down to the bottom

♻️🐟bigpikexxl Follow dark

♻️🐟bigpikexxl Follow big log

♻️🐟bigpikexxl Follow rock

♻️🐟bigpikexxl Follow kinda cold

♻️🐟bigpikexxl Follow oh hi @deepwatersculpin!!!

♻️🐠deepwatersculpin Follow oh hey @bigpikexxl!!!

never thought i'd seen one of my mutuals irl!!! I didn't even know we lived in the same lake!!!

🐠Shadlad Follow I'm not sorry, and I'm not afraid to say it, if you're an introduced species, go dry yourself out. You're not welcome to eat up all of our resources and live in my ancestral longs and rock crags. These things are for us to relate to and not for you to squander.

♻️🦞crevice-steve Follow

Can't believe this type of fishcourse is still popular on this site, introduced species didn't choose to be introduced and have as much of a right to live as anyone else. Bigotry against introduced species is still bigotry and that's a hill I will dry on. ♻️🐠Shadlad Follow Go ahead, dry yourself out then ;) ♻️🪷nootnootnewt Follow Hey man, I hate invasive species as much as anyone else but please stop telling people to beach themselves for political reasons- yeah that includes inavsives too ♻️🦐typical_scud Follow Did you legit just use the word Invas*ve to describe introduced species? ♻️🦢flatfootswimmer Follow anyone in this thread eat pondweed?

♻️🐟largemouthbASS Follow A colab with my mutual @2xcrested_cormorant after they got released from the wildlife hospital. They haven't been on much since the Fish and Wildlife Service released them in the wrong lake and it took them a while to get back to their colony. We hope this guide will help you avoid accidentally eating/engaging with bait!

[hellokittyish]

continuation of this.

★ thinking about choso who, despite having only recently lost his virginity to you, easily has the highest sex drive out of any of your previous partners.

he's practically always raring to go, no matter where you are, what time it is, or who you're surrounded by — it all blends into nothing more than mere background noise, the only coherent thought left in his mind being that he needs to have you.

he doesn't know exactly what happened... but ever since his first time with you, it's like a switch he never even knew was there has flipped, leaving him physically unable of going even a few hours without feeling your sweet warmth wrapped around him.

and he'll be all desperate and whiny about it to begin with, pale cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink and clammy hands fiddling restlessly with the sleeves of his shirt as he timidly asks if the two of you can go someplace more private.

but the moment you're behind closed doors, it's just like that night all over again, with choso swiftly pinning you to the nearest wall and unforgivingly jackhammering the entire length of his cock up into you over and over again, all the while grunting incoherent words against the shell of your ear.

and if you do manage to make out any of his slurred speech, it'll usually be along the lines of "couldn't help myself, you just looked s'good today." or "i-i think you've ruined me... all i can t-think about anymore is being inside this tight, perfect little pussy. 's not fair."

it's almost like having two entirely different boyfriends; the usual shy, quiet version of him that hides behind you during conversations with strangers — and the rough, overly vocal version of him that only rears its not-so-ugly head while he's fucking you.

not that you'll ever be caught complaining. because after all, it's like having the best of both worlds.

[mw00nie]

older boyfriend nanami headcanons

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A/N: i have exams soon so i have lots of ideas to write so i'm posting as much as i can rn 😭😭 also these contain some nsfw

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older boyfriend!nanami who always adjusts his pace to match yours. whether you're walking down a busy street or folding laundry side by side. He’s not rushing anywhere when he's with you. Being present with you is the point.

older boyfriend!nanami who folds your laundry exactly the way you like it. even your silly socks. even your oversized tshirts. he’s meticulous and thoughtful, and you didn’t even ask him to do it.

older boyfriend!nanami who keeps track of the smallest details: how you take your tea, what skincare products you’re running low on, that one book you said you wanted but never bought. He doesn’t announce it. You just find things quietly replaced or added to your shelf.

older boyfriend!nanami who doesn’t mind being teased for being a little bit of an old man. You’ll call him grandpa for drinking herbal tea before bed or sighing when he sits down, and he’ll just raise an eyebrow and say, “And yet you still insist on keeping me around.”

older boyfriend!nanami who keeps one of your hair ties around his wrist even though his hair is short. says it’s “just in case,” but you’ve never actually seen him use it. You catch him playing with it absentmindedly during meetings.

older boyfriend!nanami who calls you “darling” when he’s tired and his guard is down. It slips out like second nature; warm, low, reverent.

older boyfriend!nanami who always makes sure you’re walking on the inside of the sidewalk. It’s instinctive, not performative. If you switch sides by accident, he’ll gently guide you back with a hand on your lower back, no need to comment on it.

older boyfriend!nanami who sends you articles and short stories during his lunch break that “reminded me of you” sometimes it’s thoughtful, sometimes it’s hilarious, but every time it’s his way of saying I’m thinking about you.

older boyfriend!nanami who reads to you in bed when you’re too tired to focus. voice low and steady, thumb rubbing slow circles into your thigh as your head rests against his shoulder.

older boyfriend!nanami who doesn’t raise his voice when he’s upset. His anger shows in restraint. longer silences, slower breaths, the way he closes his eyes for a second like he’s trying to steady the weight of what he feels instead of letting it lash out.

older boyfriend!nanami who apologizes when he’s wrong. sincerely, without ego, and who listens when you’re upset. even if he’s tired. even if the day was long. You matter more.

older boyfriend!nanami who listens when you talk about your day. actually listens. Not just nodding along, but making thoughtful comments, remembering coworkers’ names, and offering advice only if you ask. Sometimes he just says, “That sounds exhausting. I’m proud of you for handling it.”

older boyfriend!nanami who takes his time undressing you, piece by piece, like every layer is a gift. You get the sense that he doesn’t see it as just getting you naked. it’s about revealing the parts of you you trust him with.

older boyfriend!nanami  who is very aware of his size, not just in height but everywhere. He’s careful, unless you ask him not to be. And when you do? His restraint crumbles just a little. He’ll fuck you slow but deep, jaw tight, voice strained with want.

older boyfriend!nanami who is unexpectedly vocal in bed. low praise, soft groans, breathy murmurs of “just like that” and “you’re doing so well.” Always with a hand somewhere on your skin like he’s grounding himself through touch.

older boyfriend!nanami who isn’t into degrading or overly rough stuff, but dirty talk? Soft filth murmured into your ear while he’s deep inside you? Absolutely. “You’re taking me so well.” “You don’t even know what you do to me.” “I’d give you anything.”

older boyfriend!nanami who fucks you with his whole body, not just his hips. His arms around you. His lips on your skin. One large hand holding your jaw gently while he kisses you deep and slow like he’s reminding you (and himself) that you’re real, and his.

older boyfriend!nanami  who prefers intimacy over performance. He’s not interested in theatrics. he wants to feel you, slow and deep, with your hands tangled in his, your breath on his neck, your voice in his ear.

older boyfriend!nanami who’s very composed most of the time, but the second you take control, straddle him, or kiss down his chest, that composure cracks. his voice gets breathier. his grip on your hips tightens. you see the restraint unraveling in real time.

older boyfriend!nanami who gets possessive in subtle, understated ways. he doesn’t say “you’re mine” in bed, he shows it in the way he touches you like you're sacred, the way his voice deepens when someone else flirts with you, the way he fucks you slow and deep like he’s leaving something behind.

older boyfriend!nanami  who loves aftercare. loves wiping you down, pulling you into his arms, holding your hand against his chest. He’ll murmur, “You okay?” with his lips at your hairline, and doesn’t fall asleep until you do.

older boyfriend!nanami who takes his time during aftercare. he wipes you down with warm towels, gets you water, runs a bath if you're too sore. he massages your thighs, kisses your forehead, and holds you close with his arms tucked protectively around your waist.

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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.