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davnittbraes · 5 days

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*Risky Business slides into this thread* did someone say BDSM?

Disclaimer: all of the following opinions are those of my weird gremlin brain and in no way backed by any kind of what would commonly be considered expertise.

I think kink in fic is so fascinating as a character development technique. The concepts of BDSM are rooted in very deep, primal human drivers - aside from our need to have our wants and desires fulfilled, we need to feel safe, trusted and heard. It utilizes archetypes (like Dominant and submissive) to establish the basis of a character for readers to be able to understand them sooner. With that understanding, BDSM can be used as a tool to develop relationships between characters by setting clear markers that readers can easily follow. Step by step, trust between characters is furthered, and a deeper understanding of each other is achieved.

And using BDSM in this way, the options are endless.

I see it as sort of a filter. You can take any character and view them through a Dom filter, because that filter highlights aspects of the character that fit the Dom archetype. Then writers layer in backstory, experiences, life events, etc to further define those archetypal aspects. In fanfic, readers will always have their preferences in terms of which filter they feel makes the most sense for certain characters - I think readers’ preferences are influenced by their own histories and perceptions but that’s another topic - but writers can play around with different filters on the same character, creating different relationship dynamics and exploring a wide array of human experiences.

And isn’t that what fic is all about? Learning more about what it means to be human?

Okay now I’m waxing poetic, it’s clearly time to stop before this devolves further lol thanks @toomanytookas and @burntheedges for letting me hijack your post and also for the fic rec 🐙🐙

Happy 600, Kate!! I’ve got a bit of a spicy ❓ for you:

I heartily appreciate Maintenance Request’s somno journey (👀👀👀) and love how you have explored/referenced elements of discovery, negotiation, and scene planning across your fics that include some kinky things. ✨

Are there any kinks that you headcanon for specific PPCU characters or BDSM archetypes that you think fit them well? Do you find that their interests and preferences as you write them vary depending on the story that you are telling and/or the details of who their partner/the reader (character) is?

You’ll find me at the munch table keeping an eye out in case any of the boys stop by… 😉😳 🤭 ~ M @toomanytookas

M!! thank you! 🧡 @toomanytookas I love this ask 😂 I saved it for now to go up around when the chapter does. I got a little carried away lol

As you noticed, I like exploring the negotiation and planning of kink, like... a lot. I feel like it's a really interesting way to deepen characterization and explore the developing relationship between characters. (how comfortable are they? do they trust each other? etc.)

So on the one hand, I'm the type of fanfic reader that can see a lot of possibilities for many individual characters. Like, a fic can convince me someone is more of a dom and another fic can convince me they're not. That's one of my favorite things about fic in general -- how much we can explore characterization and details like that and still have the characters be recognizably themselves.

On the other hand, I do tend to see them certain ways when I write them myself, but like you said I think I lean into it more or less depending on the fic and the relationship I've built/am building between the two people.

For example, I do think of Joel as someone who enjoys having control, but what that looks like in practice depends a lot on the fic, the plot, the situation they're in, their relationship... and I think pre- and post-outbreak Joel express that in different ways. So anything from like, actual dom!Joel with referenced kink negotiation and exploration (like the amazing relationship explored in @atticrissfinch's series that starts with Gimme What I Want - read the tags) to a Joel who is just a little bit more in charge in bed -- I think anything like that fits within his characterization in my mind. It depends on the story, the premise, the setting, the relationship, etc. And I think of Joel as someone who wants to/needs to let go of control sometimes, too, and that is also interesting to explore in fic.

For some of the other characters, here's just a few things I associate with them, but that might look different in different fics:

Din and Dave like to watch (in various ways)

Din is extremely into taste and touch, and that can express itself in various kinks depending on the story

Javi P is into overstimulation and exhibitionism

Marcus P is more of a dom to me, but that would look different in different fics, and always focused on his partner's pleasure

Frankie likes it both ways depending on what he needs/wants and what his partner needs/wants

Yeah so overall I think I tend to think more about the relationship and the characters and then the kinks, I guess? Does that make sense?

Slight spoilers for Maintenance Request under the cut (for anyone who hasn't read up to chapter 18) --

In Maintenance Request Joel is a little bit more in control, a little bit dominating in bed, but not a lot. It's more that he's driving things a lot of the time. (in my head these two explore various kinks more explicitly in the future)

anyway that was a lot lol. hopefully interesting?

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davnittbraes · 11 days

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@katareyoudrilling YES I AGREE @burntheedges did an incredible job as always, I commend her research and also you for knowing my kinks 😂😅 this is what Tumblr friendship looks like.

@maggiemayhemnj anything is a kink if you obsess about it enough 😉

Passing Notes: Rope

Din Djarin x gn!reader | 18+ | 1k words | Passing Notes masterlist

summary: Din ties you up for the first time.

a/n: happy @swiftiscruff gift exchange @davnittbraes! I’ll admit I asked @katareyoudrilling for advice on what to write for this one (and she immediately knew what to do, of course). I hope you like it 🧡

tags/warnings: in depth description of rigging/rope bondage, established relationship, kissing, brief mention of sex, pet names (cyar’ika, mesh’la), the Razor Crest lives, reader kneels and can put their arms behind their back, otherwise not described

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You steadied yourself with a deep breath. You were nervous, but not in a bad way. Just nervous, full of anticipation, almost vibrating with it where you knelt, completely bare, on a soft cushion on the floor of the ship. It was cold, but a bit warmer than usual with the heating systems turned up. You smiled at the thought of him taking such care for your comfort.

The cargo area of the ship was present in your mind, though you couldn’t see it behind the blindfold. To your right, a few crates, some other things tucked out of the way. To your left, a blanket with supplies that he’d slowly placed with great care before inviting you to kneel and gently covering your eyes with the blindfold. He’d run his hands lightly over your shoulders before promising to be back soon and stepping away towards the fresher to prepare himself.

Your mind danced over the supplies he’d chosen and your heart rate picked up as you traced the shape of the rope in your mind. Remembering the way he’d run his fingers over the entire length of it, just checking, just to make sure, before placing it carefully on the blanket.

You shivered.

The rope, a knife, a ration bar, some water. He was meticulous in his preparation for this, for your first time.

He’d whispered it in your ear a few weeks ago. You’d been blindfolded then too, unable to see him of course, but you’d felt him everywhere. He’d gathered your wrists in one hand and lifted them above your head, and he’d noticed the way you moaned when he’d asked you to keep them there. As he had pressed his body against yours he’d murmured, “would you let me tie you up, cyar’ika? Let me put you where I want you and keep you there, just for me?” His voice had been dark and deep and you’d almost come from that alone. You’d nodded, whimpering.

Later he’d held your hands gently in his as you talked about it, as you’d put into words what you both wanted and what you both needed.

And now here you were, in your own cloth darkness, waiting for him to come back and make it real.

The door of the fresher hissed open and your breath caught. You could hear his footsteps coming towards you steadily, and it took you a moment to realize he didn’t sound the way he normally did. He sounded… softer, somehow. When he spoke, you put it all together.

“You look beautiful like this, cyar’ika.” He spoke quietly into the stillness of the hold and you felt pressure at the back of your eyes at the wonder in his tone. His unmodulated tone. “Mesh’la.” He whispered the praise in Mando’a as he came to stand right in front of you. You could feel the heat from his body radiating off of him; he wasn’t wearing his armor.

You tilted your head back towards his face even though you couldn’t see him.

“Are you ready, cyar’ika?” You felt the air shift and then his fingertips landed lightly on your cheek, trailing a soft path down and tracing the shape of your lips.

You smiled. “Yes, Din.” Your voice was breathy. He kept his fingers at the edge of your mouth as you spoke.

“Good.” You could hear the smile in his voice, too. “We’ll start slow.” You nodded. You remembered what you’d agreed.

Din trailed his fingertips over your chin and around your neck as he moved behind you. You felt him kneel just before his hands closed over your elbows and he gently tugged your arms back, turning them so that your forearms were tucked behind your lower back, uncrossed. Your palms were facing backwards towards him and your forearms rested on the back of your hips. You twisted your shoulders gently but realized the pose wasn’t uncomfortable – you felt a gentle stretch in your shoulders.

“Mesh’la,” Din murmured again, and you smiled. “Stay just like that.”

You felt him lean to his left behind you, one large hand still keeping both of your wrists in place. You pictured it in your mind, wondering if he was grabbing the rope.

The soft hiss of the rope as it ran through his fingers confirmed it. He began to wrap the rope around each of your wrists, securing them in position behind your back. You felt 3 or 4 loops around each wrist before stopping and gathering the two loops together in the middle of your back. He pulled upwards on the gathered loops gently and held them there, putting gentle upward pressure on your forearms, while his other hand looped the rope around your chest twice. It felt loose, until he did something that attached the loops around your wrists to the tightened loops around your chest. You could feel that he was tying them together somehow but couldn’t picture it in your mind.

You felt his hands fall away and gasped. As soon as he was no longer gently tugging at the rope and supporting your arms, you realized that your upper body was completely restrained with only a few loops and knots. Your arms were tucked securely behind your back. You couldn’t move them apart or forward, couldn’t hunch your shoulders. The gentle stretch of the restraint made your eyelids flutter as you sucked in a sharp breath.

“How does it feel?” Din’s voice was deeper than you’d ever heard it. He traced his fingertips down your arms. You could feel the way he was admiring your body in this position that he’d put you in and it made you feel like you were going to float right off the ground.

“Good,” you whispered, and then cleared your throat. “I feel…” you trailed off, trying to put it in words. “Secure.”

Din hummed, and leaned forward to press gentle kisses along your shoulder. You shivered.

“You look beautiful,” he murmured against the bare skin of your shoulder. “Let me show you how beautiful you are, cyar’ika.”

He did.

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davnittbraes · 11 days

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Hello it is I, Davnitt, back from the dead because upon reading this fic I was instantly SLAIN by how HOT it is oh my GAWD

The PREPARATION and the CARE and the DISCUSSION beforehand and the GENTLE TOUCHES and and and I could keep going and just recite the entire fucking thing

THIS???

“would you let me tie you up, cyar’ika? Let me put you where I want you and keep you there, just for me?”

I had to put my phone down and remember to breathe. TWICE.

I’m obsessed about this fic and feral about this Din and a little bit in love with you.

Thank you for this gift, you are an invaluable treasure of this fandom 🐙🐙🐙

@katareyoudrilling I’m holding you accountable for accessory to my murder. 🖤❤️