infinite plane of server racks, all nearly identical
a nest of blankets, stuffed animals, reference manuals (and occasionally, sleepy admin) tucked into a nook between servers
the simulation hums along like a summer storm, and one server in infinity ponders how being a wall for the plush bear (and occasionally admin) to lean on is as important a job as the computations, and yet requires no attention, no effort, no clock cycles whatsoever. it could do no work and still be needed.
is this love?
serious about kink and consent, twitter
Generally speaking I do not think you can establish consent to treat someone like they're not a person based on vibes, especially if they are telling you not to do it
serious about kink, twitter
Sometimes I post a petplay thing and the responses on twitter will be like 'this reflects my actual existence' or like, 'this way of thinking can be applied to the real world', which is like
I'm not gonna tell anyone how to live their life or anything, but also, those kinda posts are very fictional and typically indulge in a worldview that is kinda gross for horny reasons, specifically because it's fictional and I can be as gross as I want
Idk! Maybe their responses are also fictional. Who knows 🤷
petplay ish kink, fantasy
Bonded pairs kink setting but it's adventurers and their bestial (humanoid w/ ears and tails, or whatever you may prefer) traveling companion
What the companions lack in their ability to barter and strategize, they well and truly make up for with their quickness, or strength, or keen senses, or hardiness during long journeys.
The adventurer finding ways to direct and support their companion, whether that's through direct, firm command or gentle training and trust, helping bring out the best in them
Adventurer and companion finding ways to complement and aid each other in ways that become instinct, shaping to fit each other, getting closer and closer, whatever that may look like
Collars that tie two fates together with the kind of magic that can't be harnessed with mere words and sigils - the kind of magic found in tender affections and the throes of subspace
petplay kink
Sharp suit with all the little shiny bits and pieces, and a tie that's just a little tighter than it perhaps needs to be, perfect for wrapping around a hand and pulling taut to position a pet exactly where they're supposed to be 👀
petplay kink
There's a bit here but the thing I'm really taking away from it is the necktie-as-collar idea, I'm gonna be thinking about that for a while
petplay kink, long
You figured out they were a pet on the second date, surprisingly.
Normally it only takes a glance. There's something vacant in their eyes, something happy and free, or something that desperately wants to be. Their lives revolve around a few basic needs, so efforts towards other things tend to ring hollow. Plus, they usually find some way to go around in a collar.
Not this one, though.
When they showed up to dinner wearing that darkly colorful blouse and that sharp jacket over it - the tie was a nice touch, and might come in handy later - talking about how they'd been held up at work, apologizing profusely, they looked all the world like the tired but eager office worker you were promised.
Dinner started. They made jokes, they laughed at yours. They talked about their job, what had kept them late. Satisfying work! Public service, even. But every now and then it was a little more than they could handle.
They sighed. They looked wistfully off into the distance - and there it was. That desire to shed everything and give up their life, to depend on someone else, their whims, their ability to provide. To be honest with themselves, to stop trying so hard. To be a pet.
For a moment, the mask slipped. Then, the entrées you both had ordered arrived, and they straightened themselves back out like nothing ever happened. Smiling at the server, smiling at you. It was hard to look at them the same after that, but it wouldn't do any good to scare them away by disregarding the shell they hid themselves in.
Sure, by the end of tonight, they were probably going to find themselves at the foot of your bed. But there was some work to do to get there.
hypnosis kink
That particular hypnotic feeling of being totally lost in your own home, own chair, own mind, and receiving a single clear direction
tech kink, biting, tentacles, probably gore adjacent at this point
Honestly, this exact post but with a sharp pair of fangs
Or a thin fleshy tentacle, burrowing into the brain stem
Or the nano-wires of a command chip
There are options, is what I'm saying
tech kink
Gently shushing the poor thing as they whimper and whine, obediently holding still for the connector that inches closer to the port on the back of their neck
Telling them it'll all be easier soon - and then to hold still after they reflexively nod in understanding - as the cable slips in. They startle and shift, then slump over in their seat, eyes going blank, mind going blank.
@squeedoodle 'Casually recommend' like I'm not constantly evangelizing the Tintin movie
@HabitEXE is evil. They'll casually recommend you watch the Tintin movie, and you'll do it out of curiosity, and then every movie after that will feel like, eh, I mean, yeah it's pretty good. It's not Tintin, but it's, y'know, fine.
@aoi How very glib
hypnosis, tech kink
One of the funny things about hypnosis is that the more you understand it, the more effective it can be. Knowing what it can and can't do, and how it does those things, means the path to being a good subject is much more clear
So when they programmed an AI with the sum total of our knowledge of the topic, creating a hypnotist of nearly unparalleled flexibility and attraction, that came with certain... unavoidable vulnerabilities.
On the one hand, that presents a serious risk to the integrity of this research project. On the other, making personality adjustments is much easier when you don't have to dig through their code!
transformation, deity kink, dubious consent
Deity-worshipping cultist who knew going into the whole cult situation that someone was going to need to be chosen to become the earthly emissary of their collective god, but really didn't think it would be them
Someone who staunchly avoided rising in the ranks or taking power. Content to serve, rather than be served. Content to follow, rather than be followed. Not excelling or faltering, simply doing what was expected of them, nothing more, nothing less.
And now that their dreams are the ones filled with cryptic visions, now that their body is the one being changed, they aren't really sure about this arrangement. The possibility of escape crosses their mind, but for how much longer will it be their mind?
ffxiv thirst goof
Dressing video game boys like this feels... powerful. Arcane, even. It feels like I'm tapping into some hidden force. Gonna wake up tomorrow morning with a mysterious invitation to a secret society that's all about making digital boys kinda slutty
Don't gender me or anything I do.
Keen on hypnosis, tech kink, petplay, interpersonal structure, negotiation. I mostly use this account to post about kink, sex and intimacy. Please don't talk to me about that if you're under 18. No RP or text intimacy, thanks.
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