#my late night desire

[dailyblogsbyme]

“The Unwritten Touch”

“Your gaze lingers on my skin like a promise unspoken, tracing paths where our bodies have yet to meet. Tonight, let’s speak in the language of silence, where every breath becomes a whisper of what’s to come.”

[beccawise7]

Stay magic, darling...

Life's too short to live in the mundane...

~beccawise7💜🖤

[aceofstars121]

Really wanna write a dsmp fic based on that one bit where techno doesn’t believe tommy is dead, but then he doesn’t get resurrected after three days and techno has to slowly come to the realisation that the person he used to care about so much (and still does deep down) is really dead.

[gynandrophagy]

I'm thinking about real machines you can fuck. I don't mean machines that stimulate your erogenous zones. That's been done, and it's neat, but I'm looking for a machine that has erogenous zones. A machine you can interact with erotically, not only sexually.

I have a number of not-quite-satisfactory examples: amp& speakers, train engines, retro consoles, old text-generating ANNs. Witness my descent:

With an amp & speakers, you can hear the interference change as you stroke the contacts — it's the same sensory feedback loop as a human's gasps & whimpers.

I might be into low frequency sounds. which reminds me: train engines. Modern ones — their deep, rumbling hum. I heard it, yes, resonating in my skull, and my hazy thoughts, my rattling perception, and I felt it in my chest as I moved, enraptured, down the platform, ever closer, to the source, passing through the rise and fall of standing waves.

Old game consoles seem to provide interesting glitches — I'm guessing this is because the whole system was so resource-constrained, there's no room for error-checking, and different types of data & code are stored in the same space, so pointing to the wrong location causes the program to start completely misinterpreting the data there (consider the humble missingno). Again, this produces interesting sensory (auditory & visual) experiences — more interesting but less responsive than those from fingering an aux port.

What I'm getting at with the consoles is that I want tech that fails interesting, that will keep going, stumbling over its own compounding errors, flashing pretty colors and letting out beautiful discordant sounds until it finally ceases to function at all.

Then there's text-generating neural nets — I prefer the older ones, where a bit of unexpected input causes them to go completely off the rails and say things like "TWITTER’S H-E-L-T-S WON’T FUNCTION DUE TO OVERLOAD OF BADTOMATE CALLS" or "For a photo or more information, contact the ZOPERIAN at      ZOPERIAN@gmail.com                                            Â"

These neural nets are easy to break in interesting ways with your own clever manipulations, but they don't offer much in the way of sensory experience.

My ball of thoughts. Now to bring them together:

Touching audio contacts has the distinct benefit of connecting physical touch to changes in the machine and its feedback — even slight pressure changes will alter the speakers' buzzing. But all it does is buzz.

Train engines provide a rich sensory experience by resonating with body cavities, but there's not much most people can safely do to interact with the engine in turn.

Retro consoles and old (pre-GPT3 or so) text-generating neural nets generate interesting output when cleverly perturbed. Neural nets are easier to break, but consoles provide a fuller sensory experience.

So I suppose I'm looking for something that will noticeably glitch, but continue to function, with my fingers in its guts, thereby creating an interesting, responsive sensory experience that allows me to see, feel, and hear the effects of my touch.

[hektor-world]

I miss you

[blueeyesfilledwithpassion]

Waves 🌊

Similar to waves crashing into the night.

Emotions stir and onslaught the serenity within.

The feelings build just as the water collects on the shore, wave after wave.

You try to divert your thoughts, feelings and emotions but they're always there swirling about.

Just like the ocean.

Waiting for your return.

Me

[lesbianjackies]

…

*starts violently sobbing*

[dailyblogsbyme]

“On the Edge of Desire”

“Your lips so close, yet untouchable… The kind of tension that makes the heart race and the breath shallow. One move could shatter everything, but oh, what a beautiful disaster it would be.”

[mistycrunch]

Desiredemon/dream!anders idea from @meowmeowmage

[merlions]

Me: lying unmoving in the dark in my bed with all the lights off, flipping through tumblr just before going to sleep, and it's dark and there's no light

No one:

Nothing:

My phone screen's brightness for no fucking reason:

[pink-lemonadefairy]

🌻 ₊˚⊹ ࿔ 🌳

[itspileofgoodthings]

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[mist-the-wannabe-linguist]

There is your favourite song, there is your go-to song when you're sad, there is your childhood nostalgia song, and then there is That One Song you heard once when you were five years old and then never again and it ripped straight through your soul, rewired your brain, got absorbed into your DNA and changed something fundamental about you as a person. It has been fifteen years since you heard it and you can still recall the memory almost perfectly. It's not present in any of your playlists because it is simply Too Powerful. That song is your personal patron god

[dailyblogsbyme]

“The Taste of Midnight”

“Your breath against my skin, the way your fingers trace secrets only we can understand. I crave the way you pull me closer, how your body speaks in silent demands. Tonight, let’s lose ourselves in every forbidden touch, in every whispered moan that no one else will ever hear.”

[themoonunderstoodmydadjokes]

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[desire-mona]

(bernie sanders voice) i am once again watching the eddy burback ghost kitchen video