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don’t forget the secret 5th fundamental option!
art by: @hdgprom (the art on their blog is so mulchin’ cute!)
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reblog the money susie if u need money
So… turns out mistress genuinely thought I was running around trying to break a bunch of Terran laws when on my little random outings.
Seems my response to “what are you planning on doing today” with my playful response of “crimes, cause be gay do crime!” Despite the slew of obedience xenodrugs in my system made her think I developed an impossible amount of drug resistance.
I had to explain that my meaning of “crimes” was just my way of adding a bit of fun chaos, like going into the woods or flirting with other florets until they lose the ability to think because of how flustered they are.
So now mistress and I are doing crime together today :3
trans women deserve to have little fangs.
Remember when I told ya'll last month to be ready to start looking for a Discord alternative?
Yeah things aren't looking good for discord.
#what is the alternative anyway
If you want a direct alternative there's Revolt, which is a free, open source discord clone.
Revolt is the chat app that's truly built with you in mind.
Oh...
It's even worse than I thought.
Time to go back to IRC.
I recommend Element; it's very similar to Discord and has basically the same features but it's privacy-focused and both servers and DMs can both be encrypted so only the actual users of those rooms can read the messages.
This means unlike most popular chat apps, including and especially Discord, Element doesn't sell your conversations or tracking data to advertisers, because the company literally doesn't have access to that data in the first place.
I've used it for years and I think it's a natural fit for Discord users.
sighs. saves for later
The problem with this is transferring YEARS of Discord usage to these new alternatives. Until a tool is made that allows full back up if not transfer of All That, then transitioning to these alternatives isn't feasible for the baseline everyday user.
Exports Discord chat logs to a file. Contribute to Tyrrrz/DiscordChatExporter development by creating an account on GitHub.
“doll mode” your body limps before you even register the words. “goood doll, now stay nice and still” you hear and cant disobey even if you wanted to, you’re in doll mode, nothing you can do but exist with your blissful lack of thought as an unmoving doll subject to the whims of your witch. your witch starts dressing you in cute outfits, asking what you think, and knowing she won’t get an answer unless she tells the doll to speak, in which case you must answer and tell her how wonderful you feel as her doll, at which point she motions to close your mouth and going “hm maybe that’s still a little too much thought fur my mindless puppet”. at which point your witch makes you serve her tea in a maid dress and kiss her other dolls fur her entertainment.
Have you ever wondered how tech technicians recover data from faulty flash and memory whose data cannot be recovered by normal methods.
this is necromancy
This, right here?
THIS is a magic circle and NOTHING you can tell me will convince me otherwise.
did you know that you can increase the quality of your quesadilla by adding seasoning
did you know that you can decrease the quality of your quesadilla by making a tumblr post while it's cooking and burning it
YOU GET THE FUCK BACK HERE AND EXPLAIN THAT RIGHT NOW
well damn
Every time, I know what's coming, but every time, I just lose it at "Uh. That"
I wait for the signal that never comes.
A single flare signals my time to pounce.
But it doesn't come.
"Well, now that we have a minute," Handler says. "What's the matter with you recently?"
My eyes go from glassy to alert when I hear their voice.
"N-nothing..." I lie. It earns a shock straight through my collar, stinging pain coursing through my body.
"Bad dog," they say simply. "Tell the truth. You saw your file, didn't you. Answer me." Another shock.
"Yes! Y-yes... Handler..."
*click click*
"Good Hound. Now, what about it bothered you?"
"F-fuck off, you know which part..." I expect another shock, more scolding words... but nothing.
"I thought you hated me," they say, almost laughing. "Wouldn't you like to be free once again? Maybe I should have it done early..."
"NO!!!"
"Replace you with a Hound more worthy of the things I give you while you spend the rest of your pitiful life trying and failing to be human."
"H-Handler, please! No!!! I'll be good, I'll be good..." I start to sob within the iron confines.
"Why not? Isn't that what you wanted?"
Silence. A shock strong enough to force a yelp out of my throat.
"Fucking answer me."
"No..."
"What?"
"No!!!"
"Why not?"
Nothing.
"Answer me when I fucking speak to you, Hound! Why not!?"
"...b-because you give me purpose... y-you give me love, I can't-"
She scoffs. "The purpose you spit in?" Another shock. "The love you're ungrateful for!? That purpose, and that love!? Answer me, mutt!"
"Y-yes, Handler!"
Silence again.
"...P-please don't let them get rid of me... I-I can’t..."
"Do you have any idea how lucky you are? If the corporation had found you instead of us, you'd have been converted into one of their Hounds instead of one of ours. They'd tear your eyes out and amputate your legs for half of the disrespect you give me. I am so much more merciful than I have to be. Decommissioning you is the kindest punishment that still gets you to learn your lesson."
"I'll be good, I'll be good..."
"I know, mutt..." they sigh. "No signal. Return to base, the bastards never showed up."
"Y-yes, Handler..."
So I fly, the corporate army gathering, none the wiser to what would've become of the tanks and artillery they foolishly believed could protect them.
You are not a bother. You are not a burden. You are not a waste of space. You are not annoying every person you talk to. Your existence matters. Your presence makes a good difference.
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I do like the idea of a girl that gets so horny she cums hands free soft through her underwear
hypothesis: combat doll kink is anxiety accommodation fantasy
observation: stock trope of combat doll kink is the "hound/handler" dynamic, popularized by WARHOUND. an obedient hound who thrives on the approval of their master, their handler.
this handler guides the hound through intense, life-threatening situations, providing reassurance and recognition for their effort. they administer rewards for their servitude, both in a classic S&M style and in a more emotionally intimate way. to me, this is barely distinguishable from having a friend that supports you and helps you with difficult tasks when you feel scared. most of the difference is ludic and archetypal.
enter the hound as a sufferer of generalized anxiety disorder!
when every situation feels tense and dangerous, when you require a lot of reassurance for things that may seem basic or uncomplicated for other people... you can really start to feel like you're soldiering on through life.
when you become so afraid of everything, it almost loops back around into fearlessness. you know exactly how everything and anything can bite you in the ass, and you have a reasonable understanding of the likelihood of these things happening, even though that doesn't make you any less afraid.
so having a figure present to administer rewards for your effort is a pretty good way to balance out the feeling of maximum effort for minimum outcome.
someone there to hold your chin and tell you what a good hound you are...
even if all you did was go buy groceries or go to the bank,
even if all you did was the chores you were supposed to do,
because those things are still important. it wouldn't be worth such a fuss if they were not.
and you deserve help accomplishing those things before you go and handle them on your own.
these are some observations i have on the archetype as a feature of the genre.
Transwomen love being puppygirls and florets and hounds because they long for a world in which their uncomplicated and near bottomless well of love and affection is acknowledged by society, even if it isn’t reciprocated.
Isn’t that right, little puppy?
I mean sometimes mistress takes things that I say a bit too literally, like when I was rambling about a lewd thought spiral i was going through about the idea of her setting up a sort of switch in the back of my throat that would stop me from being able to speak, and then mistress got all close and said "how do you know I didn't already put one of those in?" and now I am a squirming, whimpering mess at her feet.
Sometimes you need to decide for that girl that she's better off as a dog.
Turns out she was