Hi everyone! I'm Saph (they/them). I'm a bi sapphic genderqueer fem (any direct references to me as NB will not be looked upon positively). I follow from my personal, where I use the same name.
bottom-leaning vers / sub-leaning switch
Bigotry of any sort will get blocked immediately. Minors/ageless blogs will get blocked immediately (just saying "18+ only" or "NSFW blog" is not sharing your age btw). If you are under 20 do not send me DMs or asks. You have been warned.
DNI list:
❌️ DDLG / cg/l / ageplay
❌️ race play
❌️ r@/pe play
❌️ ince3t
❌️ detransition/dykebreaking kink
Limits (i.e. I will most likely not engage in conversations around):
⏸️ knife play / blood play
⏸️ piss/scat/vomit kink
⏸️ feet
⏸️ intox kink (in any manner)
⏸️ kidnapping/stalking
(interests under the break, tags in the works)
Interests (in the works, will update as I come across names for interests):
misc: #soft loving (for situations that don't necessarily require kink); #unlabeled (for situations that aren't soft, but don't have a predetermined tag, will retag as necessary); #thinking thots (for posts that don't explicitly detail scenarios, will most often be written in a joking manner); #info (for posts that describe resources or helpful information regarding having safe, consensual, or risk-aware kink/sex)
tags that represent people: #✨️, or any tag with an @ in it
I’m craving quiet friendly intimate sex, the kind where it’s half cuddling, the kind where you’re not quite sure when it changed from cuddling to sex, the kind where you could’ve sworn you were just watching tv a second ago, the kind where you were just smelling her hair and then your lips met as she turned to you, the kind where it’s nice and easy and welcome, but still sort of a surprise
oooooooh you wanna fuck me with my face shoved in a pillow soooooo baddddddddd…… you wanna pull me up and see how much i’ve drooled soooooOoOo badddd…….. you wanna hear my muffled noises while you slam into me SOOOoooo baddddd…..
hey! bend me over the nearest flat surface whenever you want? oh shoot! sorry i meant push me onto my knees whenever i talk back? oh my god this autocorrect is crazy- grab my jaw and force me to look at you? wow this is so embarrassing sorry- i’m trying to say put your fingers in my mouth? woah ok sorry my phone is glitching i’ll text you later
lying in bed with someone as we both wake up slowly, kissing down their cheek and neck to wake them up, cuddling up with them and laughing, all of this slowly turning into gentle pleasure as we make each other feel good, happy and safe together
“Fuck baby, you look so hot when you're all messed up like that.” I said, taking your hand away from your mouth and tugging on your hair, redirecting your gaze to the reflection of the two of us in the mirror.
You want to be a good toy for me, don't you? Yeah? Come on, l want to hear you say it, just saying yes doesn't count. How would l know that you actually mean it if you don't humiliate yourself a little in the process?
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lying in bed with someone as we both wake up slowly, kissing down their cheek and neck to wake them up, cuddling up with them and laughing, all of this slowly turning into gentle pleasure as we make each other feel good, happy and safe together
Sometimes, I just want the quiet parts. The slow, sweet gratification of aftercare. The chance to touch you without demand, to simply be here, tending to you. Hours where I do nothing but care for you, to bathe you in the dim light of a too-warm shower, kneeling at your feet, kissing each mark, each bruise, each tender place you took so beautifully, so wantonly, so stunningly.
I want to hold you close, feel the tremble of your muscles as I run my hands over your skin, soothing, worshiping, reminding. I want to press my lips to each red streak I left behind, whispering reverence against your flesh, telling you without words how much I cherish every moment you give me.
And when we are done, I will make sure you drink, make sure you eat. Yes, you might fuss, might try to pull away. That happens sometimes. I know that. Sometimes our scenes go too deep, take too much, and the quiet afterward lets shadows creep in. But I won’t let them take you. I will be there, ready. I will battle them one by one, drive them out, keep them from pulling you under.
I will gather you into my arms, tuck you close, press my lips to your temple, then your eyelids, then finally your mouth. That’s how I will hold you, how I will be your shield, your safe place, your certainty. I will make sure you know you can give me anything, any feeling, any word, or nothing at all. If you just need me to be here, I will be here.
I will be whatever you need. Because I worship you. Because I adore you. Because I am just as devoted to you as you are to me.
And with each kiss, each touch, I thank you. Thank you for putting your trust in my hands. Thank you for letting me take you apart, and for trusting me to put you back together. I will never let us leave a scene without solidifying what we are. Without reaffirming this bond.
I need to see other butches. I need to see other butches unapologetically masculine and shirtless and relaxed in nature. I need to see other butches on TV and in my books and in my shop and bar. I need butches whose masculinity is not apologised for by feminine or otherwise mainstreamly redeeming qualifiers, like whiteness, thinness, able bodied-ness, attractiveness, feminine faces, earrings, women's jeans and shoes. These things are all okay, but I need to see a butch character who's not been shaped to be acceptable for all audiences with reservations about queerness. I need a butch who's fat, hairy, deep voiced, who's older, who wear shirts and ripped jeans and boots instead of dapper suits. Butches who are on T, or have PCOS, butches who also identify as ftm, or as a woman no matter how they're seen. I need trans fem butches who are fucking ACCEPTED for however they show up in their bodies and clothes.
We need butches not sterilised and redeemed by cis/het normative bounds of expression.
