i think if any part of your ideology contains "we can and should kill all the bad people and we can easily know what people are ontologically evil" then you're not just a reactionary but a danger to marginalized people. Your "kill every pedo" stance is very easily manipulated into wanting trans women to die. It's fundamentally no different from like, supporting the death penalty and wanting every criminal ever to suffer, wishing death upon drug addicts. it's basic fucking reactionary dogshit. It not only misunderstands why harm happens but actively gives you a pass on enacting infinite torture to a group against which you've decided no harm inflicted is too great. We just need to kill all the bad people. and when we've done that, we'll finally have gotten rid of all the bad people.
I think theres one exception and its rich people. If they dont wanna give it up, then die
you joke about "mind control victims agree mind control good" but the epistemic erasure of the experiences and personal realities of mind control subjects ('victim' is so stigmatizing) really is a systematic problem. meta-analyses and key studies consistently reject pro-mind control data and reports on the basis of the authors being 'biased' because they're too positive or because clearly mind control subjects can't speak for themselves. maybe if you listened to the "victims" you claimed to support you'd understand that actually being mind controlled is cool and awesome and it's everything else that ruins your life.
Like we have commodified human connection to a degree where if you go beyond smalltalk you're oversharing and if you talk too deeply about your life you're traumadumping and if you get visibly upset you're manipulative and if you care too much you're codependent and if you want to talk about anything heavy you're expected to go hire a therapist because your friends shouldn't have to deal with that stuff and yet we're all sitting around wondering why so many people are lonely...
Anyway. I think with the eroticism of unmasking another essential element of it is the degree to which this kind of vulnerability is so ripe for manipulation.
Like, I'm the only one who has ever really seen you, now. Under the mask, where you can breathe, I've seen you and accepted you. I've looked at you, at more than just "you", in a way no one else has.
And now, without me, you'll only ever be alone, won't you. Can you really know that anyone else will ever see you? That anyone else will let you exist? Will see this and not reject you? Without me, you'll only ever be like that forever. Your real existence becomes contingent upon me. "You" belong to me.
It's so one-sided and so predatory. Isn't it lovely?
everytime you see this post, slap yourself
just once, wherever on your body you'll feel it the most
just once, wherever it's most fun for you to get hit
get somewhere safe, or even get someone to help
everytime you see it, even you if you see it again after reblogging it
well done, now reblog. reblog as many times as you like
have fun!
everytime you see this post, slap yourself
just once, wherever on your body you'll feel it the most
just once, wherever it's most fun for you to get hit
get somewhere safe, or even get someone to help
everytime you see it, even you if you see it again after reblogging it
well done, now reblog. reblog as many times as you like
have fun!
I haven't talked enough about force-unmasking recently.
I think a lot about the degree to which "humanity" is constructed. Did you have to learn how to perform facial expressions? What are you stopping yourself from doing for the sake of propriety? Do you have to stop yourself from biting a little too hard? Are you following along a script? Is your body language derived from reflecting my own? Are you hiding your discomfort under practice? Are you nodding along even when nothing fits? How hard is it for you to meet my gaze?
To me, there is an eroticism to be found in the destruction of this. In the point where you can no longer pretend to be normal. The point of discomfort where I've put something in the way of your performance, and the point of release where it breaks and I get to see You.
It can be very cruel, I think. The point at which the sensory discomfort becomes unbearable. The point at which you lose the ability to mirror my body language. The point at which I break your script. The point at which the eye contact becomes too distressing. When you have to let go and find release. When you have to come up to breathe. When you break at the edges.
It can be casual as well. Sometimes it doesn't take much. Sometimes I can be subtle with it. Just need to show you that this is a safe space. Let you see that I won't punish you for trying to breathe. Disrupt your script well enough and it's less crash and more credits warp. There's an art to it, as with all performances.
But, it's intimacy. Stolen intimacy. But still intimacy. How do you react? Like a trapped animal searching for an exit? What if there is no exit? What if I keep you here? What if I force you to play along? What if I take off my mask too and you see how much of this was exactly as planned? Will what I see understand? Sometimes it does, and that's the most special place.
This is my new favorite thing on the internet
Also vaguely related to clickers but sheepdog whistles are really cool but also from a training kink perspective absurdly hot.
Here's a tool I wear in my mouth with a design keyed into your ears so you can hear it through rain or snow from miles away. It's similarly been designed to fit specifically in my mouth, comfortably, and you can see when I'm wearing it. I use it to give a diverse variety of commands that you've been trained for years to follow, and I'll be delivering commands with it more or less constantly so you always know what to do.
When in use, you'll hear my commands as omnipresent, all around you, knowing exactly what I want from you, and you'll obey with neither thought nor hesitation. Your mind will be active throughout, anticipating my next command and working to deliver the right expressions and noises to your something-quite-like-prey. In many cases, you may understand the commands better than I do, understanding the craft better than I, but first and foremost you're trained to follow my orders, so you do.
It's. so much. Like, you get it, right?
Also vaguely related to clickers but sheepdog whistles are really cool but also from a training kink perspective absurdly hot.
Here's a tool I wear in my mouth with a design keyed into your ears so you can hear it through rain or snow from miles away. It's similarly been designed to fit specifically in my mouth, comfortably, and you can see when I'm wearing it. I use it to give a diverse variety of commands that you've been trained for years to follow, and I'll be delivering commands with it more or less constantly so you always know what to do.
When in use, you'll hear my commands as omnipresent, all around you, knowing exactly what I want from you, and you'll obey with neither thought nor hesitation. Your mind will be active throughout, anticipating my next command and working to deliver the right expressions and noises to your something-quite-like-prey. In many cases, you may understand the commands better than I do, understanding the craft better than I, but first and foremost you're trained to follow my orders, so you do.
It's. so much. Like, you get it, right?
Also vaguely related to clickers but sheepdog whistles are really cool but also from a training kink perspective absurdly hot.
Here's a tool I wear in my mouth with a design keyed into your ears so you can hear it through rain or snow from miles away. It's similarly been designed to fit specifically in my mouth, comfortably, and you can see when I'm wearing it. I use it to give a diverse variety of commands that you've been trained for years to follow, and I'll be delivering commands with it more or less constantly so you always know what to do.
When in use, you'll hear my commands as omnipresent, all around you, knowing exactly what I want from you, and you'll obey with neither thought nor hesitation. Your mind will be active throughout, anticipating my next command and working to deliver the right expressions and noises to your something-quite-like-prey. In many cases, you may understand the commands better than I do, understanding the craft better than I, but first and foremost you're trained to follow my orders, so you do.
It's. so much. Like, you get it, right?
Also vaguely related to clickers but sheepdog whistles are really cool but also from a training kink perspective absurdly hot.
Here's a tool I wear in my mouth with a design keyed into your ears so you can hear it through rain or snow from miles away. It's similarly been designed to fit specifically in my mouth, comfortably, and you can see when I'm wearing it. I use it to give a diverse variety of commands that you've been trained for years to follow, and I'll be delivering commands with it more or less constantly so you always know what to do.
When in use, you'll hear my commands as omnipresent, all around you, knowing exactly what I want from you, and you'll obey with neither thought nor hesitation. Your mind will be active throughout, anticipating my next command and working to deliver the right expressions and noises to your something-quite-like-prey. In many cases, you may understand the commands better than I do, understanding the craft better than I, but first and foremost you're trained to follow my orders, so you do.
It's. so much. Like, you get it, right?
I feel so insane about ai. I've had face-to-face conversations with people who use it for therapy, who use it to calculate the safety of pill interactions, who use it for all their emails and grant applications and legal documents and academic papers and finance sheets and for every single question they have about the world, and if you tell them about the ecological costs they just laugh and say "I guess I've used a lot of water." and I've been in multiple gatherings of 10+ people where I'm THE ONLY PERSON who doesn't use chatgpt. it's turning me into a ranting raving pariah, because how don't you people see??? why don't you understand??????? this bullshit didn't exist five years ago, you absolutely do not need it, and it is destroying everything
everytime you see this post, slap yourself
just once, wherever on your body you'll feel it the most
just once, wherever it's most fun for you to get hit
get somewhere safe, or even get someone to help
everytime you see it, even you if you see it again after reblogging it
well done, now reblog. reblog as many times as you like
have fun!
BRACKET 6: FINALS
My lovely fans, you know what to do. Please, in the pivotal moment, vote Alice! Log into your alts and get them to vote Alice, too. Help me commit election fraud the likes of which tumblr has never before seen. Tell your friends (that you can convince) to vote Alice, too. You want more Alice in the world, this is how you get more Alice in the world!
you can only reblog this if it's Wednesday December 31 and you're a lesbian. and you like yuri