Naomiiidoll

35, it/it's, doll/toy/faggot. mtf. miss me with the tme/tma shit. I refuse to define myself by who hates me.

[lilibecomingsilli]

Reblog to trade 10 iq for +1 cup size

[iiiusion-of-choice]

Do you realize it as it's happening? Slowly becoming the version of you that I desire most?

I never tell you outright to change. I don't even criticize. I simply give or withhold praise.

"I like that color on you"

"I like that softer eyeliner"

"That shorter hem makes your legs look amazing"

"your tits look great from that angle"

"I love when you do that with your tongue"

Over years your wardrobe turns over into only things I like. your hair is grown and styled to My preference. your piercings and tattoos are in places and of things I prefer. your movements in bed are all orbiting the ways that you can please Me best.

I don't need to force you. Force has its place but it's barbaric and it's temporary.

No, to permanently take what I want from you, I just course correct your mind a fraction of a degree at a time. Imperceptible, until one day you no longer see who you used to be.

In all fairness, I only ever saw who you would become anyway.

[sparrowthemormon]

Charlie Kirk is scheduled to speak at UVU. I have the opportunity to do the funniest thing of all time

[sparrowthemormon]

IT WASN'T ME I PROMISE

[sapphire-wine]

[orcboxer]

tumblr won't let me post this for some reason. must be a glitch or something

[obscenebutch]

what fucking straightoid reblogged my post why I am I getting so many dms from grey-bearded nasty old cis men what

[naomiiidoll]

Time to deploy the "average he/him pronoun user" deterrent

[takeme-outt]

[lesbianhallieparker]

so real

[escuerzoresucitado]

[strawbspassion]

little miss instantlossbait would like you to know that just because she’s grabbable and easily held down doesn’t mean she’s - mffgh mfff!

[dumbbitchforuse]

oh to be casually rented out to your friends

mentioning it in passing like, “oh Donavon wants to fuck you tonight” in the same way you’d mention him borrowing the a board game

or we’re hosting a movie night, and you just wave at me and say “help yourself”. Nobody bats and eye when I’m pushed to my knees and spend half an hour eating Bethany out

opening up the mailbox and seeing a thank you card from Jackie, who “appreciated getting to use the whore” for her birthday party

you never have to ask my permission to be loaned out to your friends - I’m your toy, and you can lend me out to whoever you want

[flareonfloof]

if you want to piss off a man just call him an "average he/him user" it's got a 3/3 success rate for me

[dev1l-g1rl]

You know, in most mechsploitation stories I read I find myself bored of most handlers’ actions but perhaps that is due in part that I’m quite blunt when it comes to punishment. Disobedience could be much more effectively weeded out through simple actions such as shooting the offending hound in the leg and continue to send them out on sorties as normal and whether they receive painkillers or not is entirely dependent on how genuinely they prostrate themselves before me. Make sure to only ever give rewards such as affection to those that do well, make your love won through performance and obedience alone. They’ll perform well even with their injury if they wish for even a, “good job, pup,” and the pain will remind them that their actions, their disobedience, only serves to harm them in the end; it’s better to be obedient, adored for how well behaved you are.

Make sure to give them many reminders of their lives before you and how their life could have been if they weren’t so weak but that’s perfectly fine because you make them into something more, something that should be proud of. Give plenty of reminders of what fresh torment may wait for them tomorrow if they were to slip; if you have a pack of hounds this is especially easy by simply punishing the worst performers in view of the rest. Make sure that every ounce of pleasure, any solace or mercy is granted from you, by you. Remind them that the only place they are safe is by your heel and they will follow. 🟣

[lambdanets]

curling up into a ball next to the computer anytime i get a "confirm you're not a robot" prompt and waiting for my owner girlfriend to click it for me

[green-is-gay]

i dont WANT pride months to be over,

on the other hand...

[tainted-mouseboy]

[imagine description: the disability pride month flag with text edited on to say what each color stripe represents. Black stripe "mourns disabled people who have died from negligence, suicide, illness & eugenics" Green stripe "sensory disabilities" blue stripe "psychiatric disabilities" white stripe "non-visible and undiagnosed disabilities" yellow stripe "cognitive & intellectual disabilities" red stripe "physical disabilities" there's also another black stripe at the other side with text that reads "July is disability pride month" :end of imagine description]

[hound-maera]

"She can be smart" they say "if we allow her to be."

"Allow? How does that work?"

"The stims, sedatives... The codephrases too."

But I am smart, when I'm not going to or coming back from a fight. I read big books, it's just that the letters keep moving when I'm tired.

"That doesn't sound ethical..." The voices continue.

"Would you want an intelligent hound? Do you want those murder machines to start thinking about what side to fight for?"

"You have a point here... I've seen it bite through someone's hand."

I touch my muzzle. That was an accident, it was all just too much, they moved too fast, too close to my skin. I was scared they would damage my soft skin.

"Do they really need those books? 'Engineering for Industrial Chemists', 'Fuels and lubricants for mech engineers' I don't think I've seen it read for more than a few seconds."

I do read it... It's just hard to stay focused. The small letters...

"I think it's mostly the pictures, makes them feel smart."

I am smart... I am smart...

I try to read a book 'Clayden's Organic Chemistry' I understand the arrows, the electron movements. I can feel them intuitively. But the words... They're too long. Glycos... Glycosyta... Glucosila... It's like I'm trying to reach something, standing on tip-toes and feeling it with my fingertips. It's almost painful to my mind, I feel so close to understanding... So close

Suddenly she is at the door of my cage. In all her might and beauty.

"I saw on the Vitals that you weren't feeling well." She looked at the book, open, upside down, on the floor.

"I was smart?" I whine.

"You are smart." She susses to me. "Now down."

Her words draw the worries down, and my mind clears. I lay on my belly and she scratches my tummy.

I don't remember why I was grasping, I'm just happy and relaxed. Handler was so much better than anything I could have tried to understand.

She picks the book off the floor, closes it and puts it back on the shelf. "Now, don't worry too much about it anymore, okay?"

As she walks out, I can hear her mumble softly: "One day I'll remove that part as well..."

[naomiiidoll]

Why does this hit so hard?

It's still smart. It's only been out of the game for a couple of months...

It's not lost that yet..

Has it?

[caffeinated-otter]

the Tumblr "mechsploitation" rant

I have said versions of all this before, but not On Tumblr; which is a problem inasmuch as this is a complaint about the parochial insularity of the Tumblr mechsploitation scene. So, futile as it may be, here it is, theoretically visible at the source of the issue: the terrible shortcoming I see in the Tumblr mechploitation scene is that, for the most part, actually writing, reading, or engaging with mechsploitation only happens in other places — what happens on Tumblr is "jacking off about puppygirls."

Everyone's allowed to jack off about puppygirls, of course, should they so wish, but this shouldn't be mistaken for things it isn't, such as e.g. "reading things" or "understanding a genre" or "knowing what the fuck you're talking about."

Mechsploitation is often mistaken for a subgenre of science fiction, from which Tumblr "fans" often talk about sanitising the horrifying elements. This is a fundamental media literacy error: mechsploitation is a subgenre of horror. You cannot sanitise the horror out of horror; furthermore, the horror in mechsploitation is explicitly fascism. The horror is the horror of fascism breaking its sincere opponents — if not into genuine agreement, then at least into a drugs-and-torture-obtained simulacrum of enthusiastic participation in fascist violence.

Whenever someone says "haha what if mechsplo but nicies to puppy :)" they are saying: it's icky that this horror genre is horror. The breaking people, the bad ends, the intentional feelbad, any of the kinks too edgy for Me Specifically — all that can go, superfluous. Let's take out the horror and breaking and drugs-and-torture and simulacrum and just have the enthusiastic participation, because that's nicies! Puppygirl's nice white affluent middle-class ass Simply signed up to kill the subaltern rebels in the imperial military when a recruiter came round to her school. Uncle Sam says: Off the leash, uwu-rah! :)

And if that criticism is too pointed for your taste, consider: mechsploitation without the things that make it mechsploitation probably isn't "reverse mechsplo" or "mechsplo but". It's probably just "milSF with mechs in," something that substantially pre-dates mechsploitation and has estabished genre language for talking about it. Neither it nor mechsplo is served by trying to define the negative space of Everything That's Not Mechsploitation in terms of mechsploitation; the attempt makes you look, at best, like you should Read Another Fucking Book.

At worst, of course, you look like you're acting in bad faith to gentrify a microgenre written by and for trans women about their specific experiences under contemporary fascism.

[naomiiidoll]

According to my girlfriend, apparently it's "okay" that "good dolls don't cum" is looping through my head and it "doesn't matter" that it's not fair and I'm really needy and I'm such a good doll and good dolls don't cum and aaaaaaa >.<