uvie

27 / eternally busy amateur tist / asks & DMs open! RP ok / no minors!

[ultraviolethypno]

hello hello!

thanks for stopping by! i go by uvie, or UV, or whatever else you end up calling me. i'm 28, an autistic man/something, and i've been a recreational hypnotist for a few years now. it's been a blast the entire time and i haven't had a subject walk away any less than totally satisfied!

safety, consent, and deference are beyond mandatory with me; they're elementary to the process. as a general rule, anything you might want to try is on the table (even That One Thing You Got) but check with me first. you have my word: there will be no commands or triggers given for things like findom, unprompted trance, video recordings unless it's been discussed and okayed. in kind, nothing i do will last beyond the end of the session unless it's been discussed and okayed.

i read all DMs as soon as physically possible and will try to get back to you within the day, but i work long hours and it swallows a great deal of my time and energy. if i don't answer, it's nothing personal!

i'm not on discord too often but just in case, the name is ultraviolethypno! display name is "uvie"

BEFORE YOU BUY / NO-NOs

- i have truly zero interest in being a subject and that will certainly never change; the tist shortage is bad enough as it is. don't come wide at me with any of that covert shit either—i know all the tricks!

- blank blogs (no avatar, no personal info, just reblogs, etc.) will likely get ignored! we're all doing the work and putting ourselves out here, you could stand to do the same.

- i reserve the right to ignore messages for any reason, including no reason. it is almost never personal. don't be pushy!

there's good weird and bad weird, let's keep it to the former!

[txttletale]

hdg is the perfect collaborative internet fiction project for anyone who's ever wished their mind control rape pornography had a hays code

[txttletale]

hdg is Lancer for sex

[polishwave]

[savyir-genesizz-the-wizard]

[Polish. A red writing on the wall saying "no smoking" changed to "beating meat compulsory" with a black sharpie]

[mercuryfountain-deactivated2024]

The straight woman is unsatisfied with straight studio porn. She wants to get off to something in which the actors actually emote and show passion beyond canned moans from the women and, at best, vacant grunts from the men. She turns to gay porn. She knows it's not "for her," but neither was the straight porn, and at least the actors look like they're enjoying themselves. And for a short while she is satiated by Sean Cody et al, but she runs into the same problems she had to begin with. She was not looking at sex but a simulacrum of sex, trapped in Plato's cave. Unsatisfied, she turned to vintage gay porn, harkening to a time when most gay bars still had darkrooms and reliably smelled of piss and Amyl Nitrite. Here was the real thing, in all its animalistic passion. But she still couldn't immerse herself in the fantasy. She wanted the media to engage with her own imagination and meet her half-way, rather than having it spoonfed to her onscreen. She turned to yaoi, with its elongated figures reminiscent of mannerist portraiture, then bara, including hardcore BDSM scenes. But the tactile sensations depicted in the pages didn't do justice to their real life counterparts. She turned deeper into her own imagination, this time reading erotica. No, not the poolside paperbacks sold at Barnes and Noble. The good shit. Why then, was she still not satisfied? She dug deeper, searching for the true meaning of eroticism. She studied the psychoanalysis of Freud, the cultural criticism of Susan Sontag, the feminist poetry of Audre Lorde. She took vacation time and flew to Europe, starting at the caves of Lascaux to explore the human urge to create, then traversed the Camino de Santiago on foot, along the way meeting a 56 year old carpenter from Burgos named Andrés, with whom she had an explosive affair. They both knew it couldn't last, which made them cherish each other's touch all the more. Upon flying home, she gave up. If her search for true eroticism never bore fruit this whole time, why would it now? It would take years before she stumbled upon the answer by pure happenstance: dubstep.

[orcboxer]

by disagreeing with me on this topic, you're aligning yourself with everyone else who disagrees with me, which includes the Chaos Death Cult, and they chaos kill people so....

[lokaror]

we dont chaos kill that many people.

[orcboxer]

Well If You Say It's Not That Many

[comment-tube]

[girlrustcohle]

rice is like a best friend and a lover to me

[p0ssumkingdom]

the entirety of “Meet the Spy” sped up 10x except for the word “pornography”

[erarg]

e. honda was the only one of the original street fighters that could feasibly exist in real life

[wayneradiotv]

are you sure… i dont think hundred hand slap is possible. also e honda can fly up and across

[foothjve]

e honda can fly up and across

[bruntalism]

[bruntalism]

we kill the bat man

[sprklicious]

in memoriam

[hardwrench]

The Poisoned Ant = tavern for villains and rogues

Poisoned Ant = 90s rock band

Poisoned the Ant = 2010s rock band that sucks

Ant, Poisoned = dark and contemplative novel that just came out

ANTPOISONED = steam game

[ultraviolethypno]

hello i have been stuck at work fucking fiending at the idea of dropping someone while playing videogames with them all shift

[garaks-padded-bra]

forgot my night time garlic bread in the oven for the length of 2 mythbusters wpisodes and when i opened the oven door it was so thoroughly cremated that i was blinded not by smoke and ash but what surely must have been its Soul as well

[lakevida]

god remember when there were no ads AND you could post dick on here. take me back i'll be grateful this time

[trezvennik]

is this talking about tumblr or the internet in general

[lakevida]

allrecipes.com

[crimewave420]

i feel like milhouse

[iamoutofideas]

[kingcatnine]

known booboo moveset:

booboo wheel

booboo missile

booboo shield