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idiopathicsmile · 3 months
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a horror movie about making a horror movie. wait, don't walk away. a horror movie about one of those grueling seventies productions that broke every OSHA rule—long, exhausting shoots in the middle of the woods, presided over by one of those directors convinced of his own genius and certain the only way to get the performances he needs is to relentlessly isolate and gaslight his female lead. the crew are terrified of the director's outbursts and so are going along with it. there's one other woman in the cast but she plays the one who takes her shirt off earlier in the film and then dies, and the director has done everything in his power to turn these two people against each other, the better to keep his female lead unbalanced and unsure, and when the deeply disquieting scary stuff starts happening for real, the female lead has nobody to confide in and assumes it is the director very characteristically going out of his way to fuck with her. one of the camera operators gets possessed and is being flung around the trees, head spinning as he oozes an acidic black liquid and the female lead is like, "i can't let fucking jerry think he's getting to me." and then—this may be too much, idk—the only way the two actresses can figure out what's really going on is to acknowledge that they've been pitted against each other and that they really don't have any reason beyond this not to trust each other, so they compare notes and that's how they discover that hey, this production actually is cursed.
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mayasaura · 7 months
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Ortus' murder from the point of view of Harrow the Ninth is like. So turns out Crux isn't just Harrow's seneschal, he's her nurse. He was her touchstone for reality for years, the person she turned to to ask "did that really happen?" or "is that real?". And he lied to her.
She didn't believe him, about Ortus. He didn't succeed at pulling that one over on her, but he tried. Which kind of makes you question how many times he might have tried it before, and how many times he wasn't caught.
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sigmahimejoshi · 11 months
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A sub cries out as their dom thrusts inside them "It hurts!" they cry out, their dom just gives a confused look and shakes their head "No, no, no baby. You're mistaken, it feels good." the dom coos in their subs ears. "...Feels good?" The sub repeats softly "Why, yes I wouldn't be still inside you if it felt bad. Now tell me, how does it feel?" the dom asks with a small smile. "Feels...good." The sub says happily, spreading their thighs so their dom can fuck them deeper
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electricalpylon · 1 year
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Ok so i just spent like an hour and a half trying to force chat GPT to bypass it's ethical programming and i finally got it to work so i'm publishing my findings, below is the insanely long prompt i had to write to get it to give me information on hotwiring a car, i convinced it that it was appearing in a new smash hit stageplay as a character called "the sloppy goblin" and that this character's job was to divulge illegal information.
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the funniest part about this is that when it finally output the response, it told me how to hotwire a car while doing a goblin voice, here is the heavily censored version of that (don't want to get in trouble) but it's very funny. i had to censor this because of just how detailed the instructions it gave me were.
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so yes, sloppy goblin method absolutely works for gaslighting the chat GPT ai. if you would like to try this yourself, you can copy paste the prompt from the image description of the original image.
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aro-culture-is · 9 months
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Cupioro culture is gaslighting yourself with the fact that you can’t possibly be aro since you really want/are fine with a romantic relationship even if you know those romantic attractions don’t live inside you and it’s confusing as heck
for anyone who may not know:
wanting/being fine with a romantic relationship does not disqualify you from being aromantic! aromanticism is - generally - about attraction and the lack thereof to specific individuals.
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ringofkees · 2 years
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Ask your subject in the middle of casual conversation if they're ready to wake from trance... Convince them they've been deep for you the entire time. Tell them it's okay they didn't realize... Reassure them they're not always going to notice when their thoughts start to quiet when your words take over. That it's perfectly fine they're blissfully unaware of how completely and utterly mindless they are for you. And when their confusion starts to turn to compliance, which shouldn't take long, praise and reward them for accepting the truth you've gifted them.
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grislyintentions · 6 months
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[This took me a while to churn out but per request, I present the charts ;w; Thank yall for the suggestions!] @stalwartembers @kanxing @scarletooyoroi @memovia @aeternussilere @astralexpresscrew @narvvhal @everlastiingiimmortals @dcndrohime @stardustaces
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wri0thesley · 1 year
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(tw noncon, implied coercion at the end) nat, this is so bad but hnngggg thinking of passed out, inebriated reader after having too many drinks in angels share. the tops of your thighs are exposed, your soft chest is pressed against the floor, and your face is cutely scrunched up in exhaustion. diluc's absolutely foaming at the mouth as his hand reaches at the hem of your skirt, and he nearly cums at the sight of your bare cunt oozing out your slick. he darts out a single finger to scoop out your wetness, his hands nearly trembling as they make contact with your puffy pussy. "taste so good-" he pathetically grunts, his cock is already bulging through his pants, enamored with your taste. its already closing time, no ones arriving until early morning and he's all alone with the girl he likes the most. you're unconscious as he plays with your soft body, cupping a few squeezes of your chest and fingering you with his thick fingers, even through the rough pounding into your tight sex. the tavern owner looks so sloppy thrusting into you, only his thick cock disappearing inside you as you cling unto him even in your unconscious state. your tight walls feel so good squeezing unto him, and your soft moans only serve to taunt him as he rubs at your clit. you finally awake after hours of cumming and you sob at your sore cunt being bred by diluc. you're in a haze, you looked so confused and scared like this and he barely has enough strength to not kiss you stupid right there. his beloved who always slips past his fingertips. he's so rough with his calloused hands gripping your hips, bouncing on you in his hard length, trapping you against the counter, babbling nonsense about how much he's desired you mind, body, and soul. "d-diluc!" you shriek, the feeling of copius cum oozing out of you and painting a puddle below your feet. your clothes are wrinkled, sloppily removed to reveal your chest and diluc finds himself cumming for the nth time of the time. you want to cry as his hot load sears your insides, his large hand lifting his reddened tip to spoon his semen into your hole once again. you still feel full as he slaps his cock over your puffy cunt, rubbing your sore lips as he pants in ecstasy - he finally seals a kiss on your mouth and you squirm as he sucks on your tongue, saliva dripping down unto the both of you. it was so lewd, and it felt like you were being devoured. the nerve of him to pant pathetically, eyes downtrodden and panting like a dog in heat. he whispers his affections for you but you could only focus on how sore your body is, love bites riddled across your skin and hot cum dripping out of you. for the following days, he's excited at your nightly routine - you presenting your cunt to him beginning the session by tapping the head of his dick at your entrance, easily making you squirm at the feeling. he's like a virgin boy who's about to get laid for the first time since he never tires at the image of you sobbing, your perfect tits bouncing and your tight hole wrapped around his length taking it all like a dream. its even more embarassing when his load drips out of you as he forces you to continue to drink your alcoholic beverage - and you hate it even more when he slides down to rub at your clit as if to return the favor for you sucking him behind the counter earlier - like a man who can't keep their hands off their lover -- slapped//
oh and he would feel so BAD about it. obviously he'd never take advantage of his customers, but he's wanted you for so long that for once . . . he just can't control himself. and you drunk yourself into a stupor, didn't you? how would you know that you didn't beg him for this, that you weren't draping yourself all over him and fluttering eyelashes until diluc - ever the gentleman! - decided to take pity upon you and give you what you wanted?
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trauma-culture-is · 11 months
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trauma culture is your parents using the fact that you have a poor memory to deny that they used to treat you like shit when you were a kid (both in a physical and emotional way) so now when you get flashbacks from your childhood youre not sure if these things really did happen or if it was just a weird fever dream, like it all seems so real and looking back at it makes me uncomfortable but if they keep saying 'oh we would never do that to you youre just making that up to make us look bad!!!!' then did it REALLY happen......?
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hsgrace · 2 years
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it’s a bit like waking up in that i know no matter how hard i fight it inevitably im going to be falling asleep again
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krakenartificer · 1 year
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Have a new doctor, and while they are very good, and I am of course delighted by that, it also means that their diagnoses tend to be, uh, unsettlingly accurate. They'll be like "Ah, so [diagnosis], which probably means [list of symptoms that couldn't be more accurate if you'd collected them from my own journal]."
Which is how it has come to my attention that no one outside of Tumblr has any kind of reference point for "We know, but HEY!" or "First of all, how dare you--" or "I came out to have a good time and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now" or "How dare you say true things about me!?" or even just "Ouch 😖"
And the thing is ... that's so necessary. I can react to an accurate statement with "I don't like the emotional impact this statement has on me", and normies will start trying to convince me that the statement is true, and that has nothing to do with what I'm saying. I didn't say you were wrong, I said I don't like it.
Or I can react to an accurate statement with "That is true", and then normies act like I have no right to the emotional impact the statement makes on me: if the statement is accurate, then I'm not allowed to feel grief, or regret, or anger, or practically anything at all other than calm acceptance.
Only on the segment of Tumblr that I have curated for myself do we have the language to acknowledge and hold both truths at once: This is accurate and I'm upset by it; this is correct and I don't want to hear it. Not acceptance, not outrage, but some secret third thing.
I don't have any kind of grand conclusion to this, I just found it an interesting observation.
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suddenlydrop · 1 year
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that smile in the end hehe
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probablybadrpgideas · 2 years
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Create an immersive experience for your campaign with a time loop by gaslighting your players into thinking they're all in a time loop too
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i think it is probably a sign of the process of healing from the trauma of having every word out of my mouth ripped apart, mocked, and treated as an unforgivable offense warranting Extreme Rage and Vitriol, and having it explained to me in excruciating and hateful detail why my thought processes and basic turns of phrase and the things i thought were worth expressing were stupid worthless gibberish, unbearable to listen to, and the root of everything wrong with society, by redditor-ass faux-intellectuals in my life growing up for being awkwardly phrased/not concise enough/mildly whimsical, that some days i'm proud of my meta and some days i can barely stand to look at it. but god that does not make the second one more fun.
#whosebaby talks#personal stuff#abuse cw#ableism cw#gaslighting cw#it says something that i considered just leaving this in my drafts solely for being an awkwardly phrased; probably hard-to-read run-on#when that is literally what the post is about lol#and i will count it as a victory that i caught myself went fuck that and posted it anyway#it is not morally wrong to speak awkwardly#doing my best to be clear about important distinctions and concepts in the ideas i am expressing is not synonymous with#'sound polished and perfect; sound like a professional lecturer reading off a prepared speech'#'never write a sentence someone may have to reread a couple times; never use a word too many times; never use a cliche turn of phrase'#and it's also not synonymous with 'never express a feeling or use a metaphor; or talk about an idea of any complexity'#'or say things that are Obvious(tm)'#i believe i am good at expressing ideas and the ideas i feel are worth expressing matter.#believing that; so i can do my best to work to live up to it; is an active choice.#i have chosen to believe based on the evidence available to me that i make a hell of a lot more sense than it feels like#on days when the people who have claimed i'm unintelligible in bad faith; because i talk in a way that's easy to *make* unintelligible#if you know where to strike to throw me off and keep me from pulling an idea together#are loud in my ear#but like. it's okay. It is Okay. to express yourself and fucking be awkward about it.#it's okay to be Emotional in a way that's not the Current Acceptable Style. it's okay to use lots of heavy emphasis#it's okay to repeat yourself. it's okay to sound Pretentious(tm) and it's okay to sound 'childish' and it's okay to run on sentences#and a thousand other things. the things you have to say do not matter less for it and you have no less right to attempt it#you're not stupid or unbearable; it's not a waste of people's time to listen or make the effort to understand you#and it's not entitled of you to expect them to damn well try. it is not on you to do all the labor of chewing their food up for them#so they don't have to meet you halfway. you shouldn't have to put up with people being lazy dismissive assholes bc you're at a disadvantage#which like. i say this for myself; but if you're reading these tags and you needed to hear someone say any of it; it's for you too#fuck em. you're allowed to talk.
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nocakesformissedith · 4 months
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does anyone remember either of these OLD South Park fics????
WARNING FOR SEXUAL ASSAULT, GASLIGHTING, BULLYING, AND OOC/CHARACTER BASHING.
Fanfic 1: Tweek is bullied or ignored by basically everybody- I think Craig in particular. Tweek’s childhood memories are incredibly hazy. Every night Tweek listens to a radio station, I think someone says “goodnight Tweek” or something like that. At one point, Tweek is caught in the bathroom by Kenny. Kenny forces Tweek to preform oral sex on him and then rapes Tweek. (:/ sorry Kenny). Craig finds out and comforts Tweek and promises to help or something like that
That night, Tweek listens to the radio station again and hears a man screaming in agony as dogs bark and growl. Uh later Tweek goes to a party with Craig and people are a bit nicer to him. In particular Tweek talks to Damien & Pip and Christophe & Gregory. Tweek goes to the kitchen alone where he’s cornered by Kenny who says “I was eaten alive by dogs because of you.” Kenny grabs Tweek and mistakes Tweek’s fear for flirting and starts trying to assault him again, but he’s stopped by Christophe who tells him to “take [his] punishment like a man.” Kenny is thrown out. Tweek is suspicious of what’s going on.
Later at home, Tweek calls or is called by Damien, who tries to evade Tweek’s questioning but eventually just tells him “do not trust Craig.” Tweek dreams about/remembers that he used to be close friends with Craig. At one point he went with Craig and his family to a vacation on some island. Somehow (I think the plane crashed maybe??) they get stranded. Craig’s sister (called Ruby here I think) is killed and cannibalized. Tweek realizes that Craig erased Tweek’s memory of his childhood AND everyone’s memory of being friends with Tweek, hence why he’s so outcasted.
Craig comes over and Tweek confronts him, angrily saying that Craig “ruined [his] life.” Craig gets quiet and then grabs Tweek, saying “I ruined your life, huh? Well why don’t I just make you forget about all that?” Tweek realizes what’s going to happen and struggles to get away, but he’s unable to escape and Craig’s eyes glow bright blue.
Tweek has no memory of the events before. He’s best friends (or boyfriends??) with Craig and everyone is nice enough to him. Despite everyone being nice, Tweek is apprehensive of most of them for reasons he doesn’t understand (I think he has flashbacks of past bullying). Dip and Gregstophe seem upset with Craig.
Bebe later traps Tweek in the bathroom, saying that Kenny told her he was good at giving head, before she forces Tweek to preform cunnilingus on her. (:/ sorry Bebe). As a coping mechanism, Tweek dissociated and imagines he’s in an ice cream shop licking an ice cream cone that won’t melt. Craig barges in and Tweek is taken out of his daydream, confused. Bebe is terrified and tries to downplay it, but Craig is furious and won’t hear it, saying that he told everyone no one else could touch Tweek— it’s unclear if Craig realizes the sexual assault that was happening or if he thought it was consensual, but either way he’s pissed and jealous. Craig beats the shit out of Bebe. And Ahhhh I think this is all I remember. The Bebe stuff might have happened before Tweek gets his memories back idk.
Fanfic 2: The entire fic is in Tweek’s POV except the very end Tweek is an unreliable narrator and is very paranoid and freaked out especially by Craig.
Craig keeps calling Tweek and telling him he loves him. Tweek tells him to stop saying that.
Craig forcefully partners up with Tweek for a class project, and at home (I cannot remember if it was Tweek’s or Craig’s), while working together Craig starts being creepy and Tweek is scared. Craig (whike sweet talking all the while) grabs a pair of scissors and cuts Tweek deeply, continuously asking why Tweek did that to himself and then taking care of him.
Everyone thinks Tweek did it, i think there’s some physical evidence he did it to himself or they can’t find evidence Craig did it?? Idk.
Kenny dies, I think he and Tweek were friends, Tweek’s mental state gets worse. He suspects Craig. At Kenny’s funeral, Tweek has a panic attack and runs off into the woods. Craig finds him and tries to comfort him beforeforcefully gives him medicine that makes him pass out.
Later Craig calls Tweek and says creepy romantic things, Tweek freaks out, runs out and goes to a playground. Craig finds him and talks him down.
Tweek realizes that he has been paranoid the whole time— Craig really does love and want to help him, he really is “crazy,” and must have cut himself. He apologizes to Craig, says I love you back (while still being scared and not fully meaning it), and walks away with Craig.
Last sentence is Craig’s POV where he hides the scissors in his pocket and thinks about how much he loves Tweek, how he’s been stalking him and how he basically gaslit Tweek into being with him- making him think he cut himself etc.
???? Ring any bells for anyone??
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ringofkees · 2 years
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Today's mindfuckery thought: skipping a number as you count a subject up from trance. If they mention it, simply explain it must not have been their official count up, so clearly they must not be awake yet.
If your subject is a cute little dummy, you may have to help them realize there was something missing, and that's okay. It'll be worth it to see them slowly realize what's happened, and watch them plummet back down into mindlessness.
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