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itās your ethical duty to make new girls
forcefemme, plurality, transitioning, it doesnāt matter as long as the girls get here
i need three girls on my desk by friday, you hear me

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Reading WARHOUND like:
*Sex scene* "Hot, but I'll keep it in my pants"
*Handler manipulating Artemis* "AWOOOO WOOF WOOF WOOF I NEED TO BE MANIPULATED BY AN EVIL WOMAN ARF ARF ARF"
A hound ripping a dress to shreds as she fights, and getting blood all over it is hot as hell. You agree.
"hmph!" is the battle cry of girls who like when stronger, heavier girls are on top of them and they can't do anything about it.

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Hello there sweet doll. Thatās it. Open those pretty eyes of yours, I want to check my work
Your eyes flutter open and you can see. But you canāt moveā¦. Why canāt you move!?
Oh sweetie, Iām sorry if this is all scaring you. I canāt let you move just yet. Iām not done fixing your joints
The woman in front of you was familiar. You couldnāt place it, but you knew her. And she seemed to read your worries despite your immobile state
Slowly some of your memories come trickling in. You remember being at a club⦠why were you there? You remember meeting the woman in front of you, though she was as dressed much differently, and then your memories fade back into a blurry haze
The woman changes where youāre looking so youāre looking down at your bodyā¦. It looked wrong right you knew this was your body, but it was a new one. You could see your joints exposed and they looked so pretty. You see hands gingerly taking one of your hands and a soft glow pulses into your arm. It feels so pleasantā¦
What was wrong with you. Why were you here why was your body wrong perfect you tried to struggle and will yourself to move. To run. To get out but your perfect body refused to moveā¦
Thatās right. You werenāt supposed to move during maintenance. How silly. You think to yourself. This lovely woman was taking such good care to help fix you again
Thatās a good doll settle back down and let me finish what Iām doing and you can go back to work
You were always so forgetful, but she didnāt mind, you were out with your witch and you got bumped to the ground so you had to go back home to be repaired. It all made sense now, you relaxed as mistress continued to delicately repair your joints. Youād have to thank her later when you could move again, but it shouldnāt be much longer. You felt your sensations dulling as you slipped back into rest mode, but you faintly hear your mistress saying something as you slipped away
Thatās it being human never suited you. Itās good that you finally decided to give in and stop pretending. Rest for now my doll and when you wake youāll forget all about that icky past life of yours
Fuuuuckkk, it would suck if like, I couldn't make any choices of my own... or struggle to put together a single thought... or be trapped in somebody's caring vines...
I said it would suck...?
A mech ala Dawson's Christian. An infamous and mythical machine, lost in a combat so ferocious it's hard to believe that single machine did that much damage.
It appears to those on the brink of death, comprised of rusted scraps and held together by raw spectral power, fighting fit, armour bouncing shots that should have gone right through, moving at speeds far faster than it could in life.
It annihilates the foe ahead of you before fading away, the last remnant being the skull of the long dead pilot, hovering in the air, staring at you, before blinking back into the ether.
A Doll is filled with nothing. Not just nothing, but a gnawing, all consuming nothing. And when there is nothing, it will begin to gnaw on itself instead. You must fill your Doll with love, knowing that the inner turmoil within its body will tear it up and consume it to feel it until nothing remains once more. To love a Doll, a Miss must be prepared to supply it with infinite love. A simple task, as a Miss is everything to her Doll.
oxidized copper is such a beautiful color palette. The rich reds with the cool teals. Such a vibrant combo. No one is doing it like her.
[ID: Photos of an oxidized copper plate, an oxidized copper pipe, and oxidized pennies. End ID]
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This post is very important to me.
I am sooooo normal about patina⦠donāt look up my post ranking the sexual attractiveness of metal corrosions pleaaaasssse.
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sensory dep fantasy: wearing a bag over your head or a gasmask with lens caps all day, but it's a day where your owner/friends/whatever take you out for the day, maybe for a walk or a picnic, and you get everything except the sights of the day and you won't know someone's there until they say something and everyone knows that while you're like that they can touch and poke you however they like and you're taken from place to place without knowing where you're going or what's going to happen when you get there.
the gas mask is the point. the bag over the head is the point. it's not about being blinded. it's about being objectified and dehumanised and everyone knowing it, and you not knowing what's coming while everyone else knows they can do what they want to you.
blackout lenses are fun, don't get it wrong, but they're not the point. the point is that you don't even get to have a face. you are just a toy. you are just a toy. you are just a toy.
As a witch the most frustrating thing to deal with when you don't understand it is a spiral.
Now, your gut reaction to this may be shock "how can anyone not understand a spiral? Surely the negative feedback loop and wear on the internals are clear enough of a sign?"
But this, students only represents half of what a spiral can be. Yes the self destructive logic loops get most of the attention, but that is not all that there is.
Sometimes your doll will spiral slowly, over days, or even weeks. Maybe longer. This spiral always starts small, drift of a millimetre, a delay you dont even notice. Perhaps your tea is a degree too cold. You may not notice, but the doll does.
Even if everything in your cottage is still cleaned to your setandards, even if your oders are still timely, even if your tea is still delicious. The doll notices.
Each speck of dust is logged, the doll compensates by going over it again, just one extra cycle on the task. Each microsecond is filed away as a failure, the doll overclocks, just slightly, to keep times to an exact degree.
We all know what that means, don't we? Extra wear on its internals, right?
Half true. Yes the physical state of your doll is affected, but its soul is also worn down. Each compensation made chips away at it my own doll graciously accepted having its thoughts used as a case study.
"it used to be able to do this."
"Miss cannot find out its inadequacies."
"Miss has no need of a doll that is not perfect."
There are more, but, they get a lot more bleak as the spiral continues. By the time these deviances are noticabke to a witch, the spiral has usally progressed well past this point. Because if we notice, then it means that it is being pushed past the point where overclocking masks the issue.
So how do we fix an issue we cannot see? An issue we do not even know is an issue.
Maintenance, yes. Reassurance, perhaps, dolls can be very inelastic in their thinking, by design. Communication, yes.
All of these can help, regular maintenance lets you find the overclock damage and fix it before it becomes an issue, and makes these micron slips less common. Reassurance can work wonders, however if your doll is particularly set in its ways, consider that you might be doing more hard than good by accidentally minimising what it sees as an inherent flaw. Communication is the most important, at least how I do it.
Making sure your doll feels safe to tell you about these slips, and that it does not feel minimised when it does. A millisecond slowdown on a task might mean nothing to you, as a person. But to a doll, that is its life, its Purpose. Fostering an environ where your doll knows that this slip will be treated as seriously as it feels about it makes sure that even if you do not see a spiral, you will be made aware of it.
PSA: "You're fucking adorable" and "You're adorably fuckable" are not mutually exclusive. Some of y'all are both, and that's a public service announcement.
now perhaps it was a bad idea for any number of reasons, but i think it was actually really really funny to make "snap out of it!" and "remember who you are!" deepeners. so the whole time its friends were trying to free it, it was locking the fuck in even harder and getting excited about being rewarded by me later.
bestie⦠can I tell you something a little embarrassing?
thereās this moment⦠right before you stop fighting something.
not giving upājust⦠softening. like unclenching a fist you didnāt realize youād been making all day.
and it feels scary at first. like āif I let go, what happens to me?ā
but then⦠you do. just a little.
and suddenly itās not about control anymore. itās about feeling. fully. honestly. without editing yourself down into something safer or smaller.
and thereās something kind of beautiful about letting something have all of you for a forever.
your attention. your energy. your softness. your hunger. all of it.
not because youāre weakā¦
but because you know itās your destiny to be the perfect fucktoy.
I think we spend so much time trying to stay in charge of everything that we forget how good it can feel to just⦠melt a little. to let something matter that much.
I donāt know. maybe Iām just tired of pretending I donāt want to feel things deeply.
maybe I want to be the kind of girl who lets herself be totally consumed⦠and isnāt ashamed of it.
tell me Iām not crazy for that š

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i can't wait to get what i deserve (remembers i don't believe in punitive justice)(remembers i also literally didn't do anything) um. a big ice cream sundae (remembers i haven't had dinner yet and i can't have my dessert before i have my dinner) with meat on it
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