#fleshdiaries

[irisfixation]

im not even that small titted anymore (im like, a C cup, i think?) but despite being on estrogen for like 8 years at this point it took over six of those years before they developed at all and honestly the utter lack of any positivity re. small breasts during that time was fucking devastating to me.

it is for this reason that i will be defending flat chested women til the day i fucking die. women w/ flat chests i love you so much. you are so much more hot than any of the dogshit 'comedically large booba' art on this website or any other, and you deserve to be lavished with love and adoration.

fat women w/o titties doubly so, you're wonderful and hot as fuck and deserve a hell of a lot kinder than the dogshit beauty standards of this world give you

[krisyroulette-blog]

Tell the world your story through your skin... #tattoos #bodymodifications #beyou #tellyourstory #girlswithtattoos #beautyindarkness #myskinismyjournal #fleshdiary #inked #alternativegirl #alternativelifestyle #liveyourlife #colorfulskin #tellyourstorythroughink #yesitsart #skinpaintings

[irisfixation]

watching skinamarink w/ my gf and i was quiet for a while (so as to not disturb the tension) and she eventually half-whispered "iris... y-you're still there, right...?" and honestly the fear laced through her words was so wonderful i couldn't help but keep quiet even longer to see and listen to her squirm

[irisfixation]

stage hypnosis, but with the tone of a snuff show. none of that "woooow look at the Mastery of the Mind" type bullshit put on in carnivals and theaters; no, a performance with the vibe of something illicit hidden in an abandoned warehouse, behind closed curtains. for people that already know exactly what they are getting into.

a private showing to watch someone's sense of reality be completely broken down, their agency robbed away, their very self-worth inexorably tied to servitude. all while others watch on, peering on with barely-constrained hunger.

[irisfixation]

oh you're afraid of heights? that's so cuuuute [said with the intent of dragging you up to a skyscraper ceiling, tying you to the guardrail, and laughing as you scream and cry and beg for help]

[irisfixation]

giving myself the title of self-proclaimed "biggest hater" of hypnoblr

[irisfixation]

im autistic so if i fuck you until you're bleeding and crying and i don't stop it's just because im bad at reading context clues and you didn't make it clear enough. so you cant get mad at me ok

[irisfixation]

Pro Tip! Embed triggers into your sub's mind while they're deep under trance, then hide their memory of it and convince them you were just having a regular session with no new triggers. That way, when you actually use them, you can simply act as if it's proof of how easily you can control them~

[irisfixation]

"i should get a tuning fork. for horny reasons", and other sentences i cannot fucking believe i am saying

[irisfixation]

Typo detected in your induction. I win the argument

[irisfixation]

the reason people feel like their body is lighter and more drifty after being turned into dolls is b/c all unnecessary purpose beyond servitude has been removed from them btw

[irisfixation]

crying and telling a girl "i... i always wanted to do this, thank you... thank you for understanding, thank you for not fighting back...", joyful and genuine euphoria dripping from every word, while i slowly slit her chest open and dig my scalpel thru flesh and around bone

[irisfixation]

thinking about hypnosis and how it requires skills on both participants' parts, but they are specifically different skills, almost?

for a hypnotee, for going under - hell, for entrusting yourself into the hands of someone else in general - it's an exercise in trust and patience. in laying back, listening to someone else speaking, and letting it happen. to accept it as it is.

for a hypnotist, it's providing the framework to encourage that. to try and understand the person you're working with, and give them the directions they need, that most speaks to them.

it's almost like a cooperative game, where one person is moving through a maze blindfolded and the other has to guide them from a distance. communication is important on both sides, but the tasks are both equally different and important.

it gets me thinking on people saying "i just couldn't go under trance", and - yes, sometimes that is a result of the hypnotee. i've been in that role, unable to trust and wait, to accept myself and the situation, yet unaware of the necessary skills and patience it took. but a hypnotist can easily be the one at fault there as well; having failed to understand the hypnotee's internal language and what they latch onto.

it's interesting. it's wonderful. it's a dance of trust and intimacy, of accepting a world beyond that which your brain normally faces through heuristics, and i think that's lovely.

[irisfixation]

the really unfortunate thing about gaslighting someone - by lacing suggestions into your words and actions subtly enough to avoid attention, by playing off your intent as if it's nothing serious - is that if you're doing it well, your partner will not notice it, and thus not be able to get off about it. truly pyrrhic

[irisfixation]

slowly tying bondage knots taut is to watching an engine in a board game pop off (the steady interlocking of parts to create something complex, skilled, and powerful) as hypnosis is to really good ttrpg sessions (the sublimity of indulging in a role and story bound by collaboration and heightened emotions). you agree

[irisfixation]

did you know? when cameras experience too much light, too much exposure to something blinding and brilliant, the highlighted parts turn pink.

perhaps, with enough exposure to something of that radiant caliber, someone's thoughts might also attain such a hue? washed out, all detail beneath them stripped away underneath an all-consuming magenta?