Rain

♡ shy sub ♡ pan ♡ mid 20s F ♡ pisces ☀️, scorpio 🌙, cancer ⬆️ ♡ INFJ-T ♡ USA ♡ mdni 21+♡

[raintoodeep]

♡ since my lil blog has been getting more attention than i anticipated, i figured i should make a pin so you lovely folk know what you're in for. ♡

~about me~

♡ my name is Rain, I'm in my mid 20's, I'm petite (4'11", 95lbs), friendly but shy, and I live in the western US.

♡ i very much value my privacy, so I kindly ask that you respect it. i will share my session or telegram with people I feel I can trust, but I prefer to keep basic conversations to my DMs because I use my phone for work and I'm on call pretty much 24/7, so I don't always have them downloaded to avoid distractions. tumblr is the only place I feel safe enough to express myself in this manner.

♡ i would like to keep this a 21+ space. sorry to all who are in the 18-20 bracket, but if you can't legally drink or buy weed, you shouldn't be here. if you have no indication of how old you are, you will be blocked. this is a very strict, non-negotiable boundary of mine.

♡ kinks: voice, degradation, humiliation, praise, begging, somno, edging, overstimulation, orgasm denial, quiet sex, breath play, enkuopoiphilia, cnc, gun play, knife play, kidnapping, abduction as seduction, bondage/vincilagnia/amaurophilia, katoptronophilia, collaring, electrostimulation, agoraphilia, haematomania, stygiophilia, scar fetish, acarophilia, phobophilia, quirofilia, sensory deprivation, zelophilia, accidental stimulation, body modification(s), intoxication, masochism/sadism, tantalolagnia, fighting/wrestling, hypnotism, medical play, military/uniform, fictophilia, pecattiphilia, hybristophilia, stigmatophilia, & yogic sexuality.

♡ "maybe" kinks: actirasty, age play/gerontophilia (but i love using the term "daddy" and like my partner to be older than me), squirting (never done it), bimbofication, branding, capnolagnia, chastity, coulrophilia, dacryphilia, double penetration, exhibitionism (mainly on the fence of performing in front of a group of people), fire play, food play, polyiterophilia, harpaxophilia, imprisonment, menophilia, pet play, & pyrolagnia.

♡ hard NOs: abasiophilia, acrotomophilia, aliens, autoplushophilia, bathroom control, bestiality, body inflation, castration, crush fetish, diapers, elastophilia, klismaphilia, eproctophilia, fat fetishism/gaining/feederism/stuffing, podophilia, formicophilia, furries, hypoxia, infantilism, kigurumi, lactation, mummification, nasophilia, necrophilia, nonconsensual, nullification, oculolinctus, omo, pediophilia, plushophilia, robotism, scatophilia, slime fetish, snuff, sounding, taphephilia, technophilia, tentacle fetish, ursusagalmatophilia, emetophilia, vorarephilia, urophilia, yiffing, & zoophilia.

♡ want to interact? send me a dm or an ask! i'm really nice, I promise.

♡ please note that aside from my kinks and fantasies, I take consent extremely seriously from all parties involved. don't even attempt to get my engine revving with your real rape story, it'll just piss me off. (i've experienced it myself.)

♡ i'm a pretty big nerd! i love books, video games, DnD, MTG (standard or historic only pls), and movies - particularly things involving high/epic fantasy and history. i also love to cook, travel, hike, take part in activism, go to live music events, and do yoga. i have two cats who are my babies and you will never be able to tell me otherwise. i find peace in rainy weather (shocking, I know), coffee, devilishly hot bubble baths, waterfalls, poetry, and soft blankets. i'm also deeply, hopelessly romantic which you will come to learn if you can hang.

♡ i will never give those who slutshame (for real), kinkshame (aside from the obviously horrid ones), are sexist (for real), racist, homophobic, or transphobic my time of day. you may see yourself out or catch the block. same applies to unsolicited nudes. i may have primal desires like everyone else, but i'm still a human being who deserves respect.

[queer-as-in-fuck-12]

drug addicts deserve housing, food, water, and healthcare btw

[raintoodeep]

about to get a little vulnerable but bear with me for a second y'all.

i recently learned my dad was diagnosed with cancer a few months ago and is refusing treatment. though I don't entirely agree with this, I recognize that it's his body and if he doesn't want to go through the horrible process of surgery, chemo, and radiation again then he is reserved that right.

however, I decided to use this time to try and reconnect with him. we haven't been that close since my grandmother took custody of me as a baby, and he's been California sober for a couple of years now.

yesterday on a phone call with him, I got emotional talking about how I didn't really know what I was doing with my life and when he makes his transition, I won't have hardly any closely-related family left to turn to since most everyone is gone now.

voice cracking with tears silently streaming down my face, I asked him, "does it ever get any easier?"

and this man responded with an immediate "no".

i've been thinking about this nonstop and I don't know wether to laugh or to cry about it. he's always been a rather blunt man when it comes to me, his only child. still, I can't help but wonder if it doesn't get easier because of what he kept putting himself through over the years, or if the reason he kept putting himself through various addictions - after getting sober multiple times - BECAUSE life is truly so unrelenting.

in my analytical mind that studied psychology for years, it's a complex merger of both. yet... the latter is what echoes.

i fear I need to go back to reading philosophy books to help combat this feeling lol.

[raintoodeep]

is there someone u have your eyes on here ?

I- WHO is this?? show yourself, you coward.

[kmn7]

[raintoodeep]

[haageer]

[raintoodeep]

[raintoodeep]

i feel as if I baited a lot of people here only to reblog and post a bunch of nonsense about love, life, and chronic mental illness so here's a few things to sate the thirst before I return to torturing y'all with me.

i will likely not post anything like this again after the regret hits

[raintoodeep]

u taken ??

haha no. if I was, I wouldn't run a blog like this. also, I'm a little older than a lot of the men around these parts prefer which can be a turn-off for some. not a slight, just a fact.

[pmamtraveller]

[raintoodeep]

this is who you're speaking with in my DMs, in case you were wondering

[raintoodeep]

occasionally I wish to go back to a time where I didn't have 24/7 access to the maelstroms of random shit swirling around in people's heads.

[avasillva]

“My wife's been dead two years, Will. And when I think about her, those are the things I think about most. Little idiosyncrasies that only I knew about. Those made her my wife. And she had the goods on me, too. Little things I do out of habit. People call this imperfections, Will. It's just who we are."

ROBIN WILLIAMS as DR. SEAN MAGUIRE Good Will Hunting (1997)

[ss-writess]

I chart the dark with interferometric arrays of thought and time, aligning spectral lines of hope through every theorem, every rhyme.

The cosmic microwave remains, a fossil whisper, faint yet clear, suggesting all things once were one- and that your orbit draws me near.

I sift through clouds of nebulae where protostellar longings burn, calculating trajectories from which no faithful heart can turn.

Through tensors, fields, and manifold equations folded deep and wide, I search for her whose gravity will still my restless cosmic tide.

For I am tired of transient stars that flare and fracture into dust, tired of unstable elements that oxidize affection’s trust.

I yearn instead for constants true, immutable as Planck’s design, a woman whose existence fits the hidden architecture of mine.

Somewhere beyond the redshift haze of futures not yet brought to light, she moves through undiscovered years beneath another vault of night.

Perhaps she lifts her eyes at dusk and traces satellites above, unknowing she already bends the geodesics of my love.

I dream of her in quantum terms: a state unresolved, yet somehow known, the elegant solution to the differential of being alone.

A wavefunction of tenderness awaiting one collapse divine, where all probabilities converge and crystallize in her and mine.

And when at last I find her hand, no entropy shall seem so vast; the arrow of uncertainty will lose its tyranny at last.

No more will I conduct experiments on hearts that drift away, no more observe affection’s decay through each disappointing day.

For disappointment is a vacuum, cold between the stellar streams, a region where abandoned light dissolves unfinished human dreams.

I’ve wandered through those voids enough to know their silence molecule by molecule, their cruel arithmetic of loss, their bleak and recursive rule.

I long for her whose voice will feel like radiation from a sun precisely tuned to frequencies where all my fractured parts are one.

Whose arms will be a habitat enclosed against the cosmic frost, a biosphere where nothing true is scattered, broken, burned, or lost.

I want to know the sacred peace of never fearing what may fail, like spacecraft sheltered in the curve of some unbreachable ideal veil.

To rest beside her every night and feel the evidence accrue, as rigorously as any proof, that she is mine and I am true.

Not mine as planets own the dust imprisoned underneath their skies, but mine the way two particles remain entwined across divides.

The way that paired equations balance though vast distances intervene, the way two stars in binary maintain a bond unseen.

I imagine tracing every scar like mapping valleys on the Moon, learning all her hidden topographies and loving every rune.

Memorizing every laugh as though encoding fundamental law, finding beauty in each flaw with greater awe than science ever saw.

And in her presence I would cease my endless search through darkened space, no longer chasing phantom signals fading without form or face.

The universe would still expand; quasars would still ignite and die, yet I would finally possess my answer underneath that sky.

For what is every galaxy, each cluster stretched through depths untold, compared to finding one warm hand determined never to let go hold?

What is the mass of countless worlds compared to one enduring kiss that renders all the cosmos small beside the certainty of this?

So I continue scanning heavens through the lenses of my soul, observing every fragment while imagining the final whole.

And somewhere in the equations hidden underneath eternity, there waits a woman built of safety, symmetry, and gravity- a woman who will close the distance light itself could never span, and turn the vast indifferent universe into a home around a man.

[raintoodeep]

Whats ur favourite album

wow haha that's am extremely hard question for me to answer, but I'll do my best. my music taste is very eclectic and sometimes I'll focus more on one genre than the other, while I also try to listen to at least one album every day. because of this, I am always finding new things to sink my teeth into. following will be a list of albums or EPs I always find myself returning to more than once a year. i like SO much more music than what is below, but this is what I was able to come up with at the top of my head.

♡ Kite On Ice — Kite (live album recorded in Stockholm, 2025)

♡ Grace — Jeff Buckley (1994)

♡ Toxicity — System Of A Down (2001)

♡ Colder Heavens - EP — Blanco White (2017)

♡ Vespertine — Björk (2001)

♡ Led Zeppelin IV — Led Zeppelin (1971)

♡ Songs About Jane — Maroon 5 (2002)

♡ Life Is Killing Me — Type O Negative (2003)

♡ i think you think too much of me — EDEN (2016)

♡ I. — Cigarettes After Sex (2012)

♡ Alice Glass (self-titled) — Alice Glass (2017)

♡ Our Endless Numbered Days — Iron & Wine (2004)

♡ Psychology — Pigeons Playing Ping Pong (2014)

♡ Bat Out Of Hell II: Back Into Hell — Meatloaf (1993)

♡ Dark Before Dawn — Breaking Benjamin (2015)

♡ Discovery — Daft Punk (2001)

♡ The Incubus of Karma — Mournful Congregation (2018)

[undertheinfluencex1]

let me just listen to your heartbeat for a minute

[sunnyspendulum]

I want someone I can love on and gag on

[raintoodeep]

This is going to be a rant about the predatory behavior of some of the men I have come across on this side of Tumblr. If you think this applies to you, I highly recommend blocking me before I find out myself.

Lets get real: there are a lot of teenagers on this website. Even for someone who runs an NSFW blog and is extremely watchful of my followers and what pops up in my For you feed, I manage to come across them constantly. Not only is it jarring, it makes me wildly uncomfortable. However, I've come to the realization part of the reason for this is because a lot of self-proclaimed "Daddy Doms" allow these minors to interact with them and even interact with them back. Now, I understand the age of consent varies from state to state, as well as country to country, but it is an eyebrow-raiser to see men 25+ years old interacting with girls 17, 18, and even 19 years old.

Many girls at these ages do not have much to go off of in terms of signs of predatory behavior, and I have reason to believe these men seek them out simply because of their ignorance (and in many cases, innocence). As someone who was groomed at a very young age, I know it when I see it. If these "Daddy Doms" were actually what they claimed to be, they would be significantly more proactive about watching who interacts with their blogs. The world of BDSM and the dynamics which come with it are extremely mature and not for those who don't know what they're getting themselves into. Hell, even in my mid-twenties I'm still shell-shocked at some of the things I come across.

The fact of the matter is, you are not a true Dom if you're 25+ and seeking out those who know so little of this world. The best and most experienced Doms will stray far away from that age bracket, because they know and understand how easily these girls can be manipulated and emotionally broken. Consent is everything, and those aged 17-19 can barely even drive or pay off a loan, let alone decide they want to enter the internet realm of BDSM with someone with a completely different brain chemistry and world experience than their own. Anonymity makes this substantially worse.

Check yourself, because it is not only disturbing but disgusting.

This not only applies to those on the NSFW side of Tumblr, but to the men who generally prey on girls in that age range (or younger). I see you too.

[raintoodeep]

Ur so fucking cute

aww 🥹 that word has always had a funny way of lodging itself in my chest like a little seed. it makes me curious - what other things might you want to plant there?