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tara "tara wrist" hillegeist. i dabble.

(once, i moonlighted as a dragon golem vtuber for a time. one day i shall do so again.)

if you're here you're here for 1 of 3 things: media criticism, dialectical materialism, or unhinged reposts of what i like.
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the longer i'm awake and able to look at my sleepy eroticismposting of about an hour past the more conscious i am that i may have been On A Line Of Thought that isn't, actually, obvious to everyone and maybe i should keep cooking with that sauce
screencap of a set of discord posts from a user labeled "tara (she/they)" [server tag: HELL] that read: "don't forget the astonishing and astonishingly under-acknowledged (sarcasm) historical fact of just how commonplace and rampant full on cannibalism was among age of sail era naval crews. literally and figuratively devouring the world and then mythologizing the parts they couldn't just take as being the ones actually to blame thus "justifiably" inviting any and all retaliatory consequences of their actions on those parts of the world instead to avoid shaming the name of the crown with the true nature of their ship-swollen/-satiating madness, just to really hammer the gothic horror vibes inherent to sailing ships especially in even harder "(unsurprisingly there's kancolle fanfics that, knowingly or not, run with those vibes all the way to the horny bank with the potential there, especially as it relates to the madness and cruelty of those ships drowned with full crew complements aboard. something something sometimes the most effective story one can tell about the meaning of a dead girl's body is to make of her a piece of architecture turned reenactor's abattoir for all the crimes left unaccounted for on her manifest, something something only truer if all hell breaks loose in the world of man should her corpse show itself in pallid and violently unquiet glory upon their shores, instead of remaining meekly submerged and scuttled beneath the surface, where none might need see truths they hadn't eagerly sought to find already themselves, something something no less the case when the part that's actually the metaphor is just the aspect of it that's a "girl", and the rest remains real and true and squamous in its quiddity.)"
January 5, 2026 at 9:22 PM
ae2501maeth.smallbird.social
we both know your heart's not in it
January 5, 2026 at 12:03 AM
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you feel terrified at the thought of being left behind / of losing everybody, the necessity of dying / oh, we kid ourselves there's future in the fucking / but there is no fucking future / I'm just practicing my accents, picking at old sutures
January 5, 2026 at 12:03 AM
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I cannot emphasize enough / that my body is a badly designed, poorly put-together vessel / harbouring these diminishing, so-called 'vital organs' / I hope my heart goes first

(He said he's got his sights set / on getting to ya / I've got a fist on fire)
January 5, 2026 at 12:03 AM
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oh right. her current statblock, for the record, so it's not just my summary to rely on
» Rosie Rosemarie Simard // WINGLESS « Noble, LL2 [ SKILL TRIGGERS ] Get a Hold of Something (+4), Investigate (+2), Read a Situation (+2), Show Off (+4) [ GEAR ] Light Hardsuit, Medium A/C, Archaic Ranged, Infoskin, Subjectivity-Enhancement Suite, Stims *** [ TALENTS ] Combined Arms 2, Pankrati 2, Nuclear Cavalier 1 [ LICENSES ] HORUS Lich 1, SSC Emperor 1 [ MECH ] « MOONLIGHT OVER SILVER WHITE » GMS Everest H:0 A:2 S:2 E:0 SIZE:1 STRUCTURE:4/4 HP:5/13 ARMOR:0 STRESS:4/4 HEAT:0/6 REPAIR:5/5 ATK BONUS:1 TECH ATK:2 LTD BONUS:0 SPD:5 EVA:10 EDEF:10 SENS:10 SAVE:11 [ WEAPONS ] MAIN MOUNT: XC-DPM Predator Nexus FLEX MOUNT: Bolt Nexus HEAVY MOUNT: Heavy Charged Blade [ SYSTEMS ] Stable Structure, Rapid Burst Jump Jet System, Personalizations, Dominion's Breadth, Wandering Nightmare
January 4, 2026 at 11:18 PM
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pretend i had this extremely charged visual attached to that post, if you would. my fingers slipped.
a half-russian girl lies dying at the feet of an older woman who holds a spear in her hand. pooled around her against the pale concrete of the alley in which she fell is a perfect circle of blood, like a rising red japanese sun.
January 4, 2026 at 10:56 PM
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rosie rosemarie "wingless" simard is the most normal and sane giant robot pilot of all time
screenshot of a foundry textbox in which a character is allcaps howling "MY BLADE SHALL NOT SHIELD ITS EYES IN THE PRESENCE OF CRUELTY, NOE LIE STILL IN MY HANDS IN THE FACE OF THE WICKED! FACE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR DEEDS LIKE A MAN OR KNEEL IN THE PATHETIC DISCHARGE OF YOUR REFUSALS LIKE THE COWARD YOU'VE ELECTED TO BECOME.
January 4, 2026 at 9:31 PM
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"slough" (john betjeman, 1937).
Slough Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough! It isn't fit for humans now, There isn't grass to graze a cow. Swarm over, Death! Come, bombs and blow to smithereens Those air -conditioned, bright canteens, Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans, Tinned minds, tinned breath. Mess up the mess they call a town- A house for ninety-seven down And once a week a half a crown For twenty years. And get that man with double chin Who'll always cheat and always win, Who washes his repulsive skin In women's tears: And smash his desk of polished oak And smash his hands so used to stroke And stop his boring dirty joke And make him yell. But spare the bald young clerks who add The profits of the stinking cad; It's not their fault that they are mad, They've tasted Hell. It's not their fault they do not know The birdsong from the radio, It's not their fault they often go To Maidenhead And talk of sport and makes of cars In various bogus-Tudor bars And daren't look up and see the stars But belch instead. In labour-saving homes, with care Their wives frizz out peroxide hair And dry it in synthetic air And paint their nails. Come, friendly bombs and fall on Slough To get it ready for the plough. The cabbages are coming now; The earth exhales.
January 4, 2026 at 8:35 AM
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the nature of "AI" as labor cybernetics has never been about making life better for more real people. the nature of "AI" as labor cybernetics has always been about making more classes of people into definitively unreal types of exploitable materiel whose "lives" are preemptively a waste byproduct.
‪androgynous vampire enthusiast‬ ‪@riotlinguist.bsky.social‬ whole thread. CW rape. what we're seeing with elon's digital rape & CSAM machine is collective gleeful revenge by cis men as a group against women as a group, trans people, and yes even children, for the crime of resisting the status of sexual property. bringing down the boot. [quoting post: "‪antlervel.vet‬ ‪@antlervel.vet‬ I‘m discontinuing my social media use for the foreseeable future and I want to explain why. I woke up in the new year to discover that some guy on here had saved photos I took on New Year’s Eve and used Grok to remove my clothes. I know this because he showed me."] yes as a group. yes all cis men benefit from this mass sexual violence against their social subordinates. all cis men benefit when someone gender marginalized has to leave public life to escape the sexual violence of men, even if they're not the ones doing it. it's revenge for MeToo in particular. revenge for child abuse laws (which mra/fathers rights orgs & family values conservatives have been crying about since the 90s and earlier), it's revenge for the trans tipping point. it's revenge for the "male loneliness crisis" that doesn't exist. revenge for a thousand real and imagined slights all of which amount to revenge for the crime of resistance to their "natural" authority over the rest of us.
January 4, 2026 at 2:15 AM
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"frankenstein's thrash/cyberpunk's not dead: fugue for UN-GO episodes 3-4", 2013.

as above, so below.

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frankenstein’s thrash/cyberpunk’s not dead: fugue for “un-go” episodes 3+4 (author’s note: this essay originally appears and can still be read within the patchwork children zine, curated and published in january 2013 by mary borsellino. i’ve reproduced it here for archival purposes; patchwork children is its proper home. take note: this piece includes mention of child abuse and misogynistic violence. read at your own discretion.) “sasa kazamori” is an invention. a fiction. who decides what it means to be real? the end goal of fiction is a beautiful lie. not convincing the reader that it’s real; convincing the reader to want it to be real. belief is just a side effect. “sasa kazamori” was invented by a man. programmed - written - by a man. the truth is, fiction exists to be used. the question is not whether this is true. this is inarguable. the question is, faced with this truth, are we still willing to accept the uses to which that fiction has been put? are we willing to sit blankly by and fail to question the intentions of its creators? “sasa kazamori” is lines of code in a digital cloud in a web that is only as free as the people who pay for its servicelines to continue operating will allow it to be. cisgendered men write and draw and consume pornography of unreal girls to claim ownership of their bodies as proxy for the bodies of real women. these drawings are not real. they cannot consent. they are property of their creators; unlike the real. their consumer base does not care if they’re real. this is what they want. this thing they can own. this thing whose consent doesn’t matter. this thing that cannot hurt them. cannot reject them. and who cares, as long as it doesn’t hurt “real” girls? “sasa kazamori” is a construct. a product. the cyborg is not a being outside the capitalist, exploitative structure. the cyborg is a response to it. capitalism makes cyborgs of us all. invades our bodies. makes machines of us. unrealizes us. unfleshes us. the man-machine complex, they call it. this final invasion. it can subvert itself, but first it must exist; first we must forget that we are not fictional. first we must be made. our bodies have patents pending. “sasa kazamori” is a lie. words on a page. pictures on a screen. bits of data. sasa komamori did not hurt sasa kazamori. how could he? sasa kazamori was not a real person. he made sasa kazamori. for entertainment. an artifical intelligence. a created program. it was just code. just writing. just a fiction. that he put that fiction in a little girl’s body so he could live out a sexual fantasy with “her”? surely, there was no crime for fucking fiction. it wasn’t real. he made it. he wasn’t infringing on anyone’s rights. sasa kazamori didn’t exist. sasa kazamori never said no. so who did he try to kill? who are they trying to kill? “sasa kazamori” is a name. from one made girl to another: they will never make us less than real.
January 4, 2026 at 2:15 AM
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if they're putting a convocation-uplifted ascian au ra in the actual main plot then reckon that means it's time i get off my ass and do things in ffxiv with my own convocation-uplifted ascian au ra OC again too probably so i guess i'm finally gonna play through dawntrail myself not too long from now
checheyigen malaguld standing on the rooftop of her home in the goblet of ul'dah, looking puckish as she observes the heavensturn decorations. she is a max height xaela woman with pale blue skin and dark navy scales, with stark white hair tipped with dark red at the edges where the hair dye she used to hide its true color yet lingers. a fully-completed lilith rod zeta hangs at her back, denoting her as a black mage of fearsome dedication. her eyes are a cold lifestream-reflecting white. she looks simultaneously friendly-like in the sun and like someone it'd be at minimum wildly unsettling to encounter in the dark.
January 2, 2026 at 9:04 AM
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consider this a rent-lowering gunshot, if you will
i don't think it's a good idea for me to provide searchable alt text for this one, actually. sorry, screen-reader pals. trust me, though, you're better off not knowing.
December 24, 2025 at 9:35 PM
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why
December 19, 2025 at 2:23 AM
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every time a CEO is like "AI is the future. we anticipate only growth from the industry" all i can see is
a screenshot of the public shareholder statement issued by ANYCOLOR in february, 2024 that reads, in full: "Impact of the decision to terminate the affiliation contract with the NIJISANJI EN Liver on our financial results On February 5, 2024, ANYCOLOR made the decision to terminate our affiliation contract with the NIJISANJI EN Liver, Selen Tatsuki. The impact of this decision on our financial results will be negligible."
December 17, 2025 at 7:16 AM
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If you see this, we IMPLORE YOU to post a picture from whatever device you're using without explanation.
a barren, rocky, midwestern-north america/canada-like landscape, intruded upon by strange, fantastic machinery. some sort of circular landing pad or resting area sits in the foreground. just barely visible for all that she's a toothpick in the grey-brown vastness, plainly dwarfed by her surroundings, a small teenage girl in grey clothes stands in the middle of the circle, within a smaller circle.
December 16, 2025 at 7:21 AM
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"show me a fictional character that altered your brain chemistry"

and lord every day i'm glad she did/i wish she hadn't
picture of ryuko matoi from KILL LA KILL, with the text: "BREAKING NEWS Girl LITERALLY TOO ANGRY TO DIE Teenage girl survives fatal wound out of pure rage"
December 9, 2025 at 11:22 PM
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ROYAL REGIMENT KING-OHER, episode 43: "a despot's damnation" (kazuyuki chatani and minato takano for kazuya kamihoriuchi, 2024).
December 7, 2025 at 8:09 AM
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"iD" (exWHYZ, 2025) music video (taichi kimura, 2025).
December 4, 2025 at 7:39 AM
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while i'm a true believer that it's not your "taste" that makes your art sing, it's what you *do* with your tastes ... everything about this sings of a soul that has long since grown piggish, and given up engaging with newly-made works in his field beyond what is most forcefully fed into his trough
quentin tarantino's top 10 films of the 21st century 1. black hawk down 2. toy story 3 3. lost in translation 4. dunkirk 5. there will be blood 6. zodiac 7. unstoppable 8. mad max fury road 9. shaun of the dead 10. midnight in paris
December 2, 2025 at 11:09 PM
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i refuse to direct-quote merely bad takes b/c i can't believe "putting them on blast" does anyone any good at all in terms of behaving such that anyone might think i actually do want better from them instead of needing someone useful to hit but that does not mean i'm never utterly bewildered by them
quote of a skeet that reads: "absolutely obsessed with this movie. it amazes me how a movie from a franchise like Patlabor could handle heavy themes like international warfare and police mishandling delicate situations so well" over a video clip of the famous "unnatural city" sequence in PATLABOR THE MOVIE 2.
December 2, 2025 at 3:44 AM
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CHAINSAWMAN: REZE ARC (yoshihara, seko, &c, for MAPPA, 2025); adapting CHAINSAWMAN chs. 39-52 (fujimoto, 2020).

「不穏な悲鳴を愛さないで
未来等 見ないで
確信出来る現在だけ重ねて
あたしの名前をちゃんと呼んで
身体を触って必要なのは是れだけ認めて」
--"crime and punishment", WINNING STRIP (shiina, 2000).
a girl, bleeding and teeth-clenched, reaches for the lock to the choker round her neck; a hand reaches in from left of frame, caressing her gesture lovingly. within the sunset burning of an explosion, a human-shaped creature screams with a throat lit only by fire. spider and butterfly, dancing to a standstill inevitability upon the spider's web by the light of the emptily full moon, watched over by the distant humming blankness of a powerline pole. dear jane, my jane doe: please rise for the national anthem. a pool of blood rising like a glorious red sun on pale concrete. there is no escape from this system, not for you, not for you, not for you, not for you. return one card to the empire's graveyard. country mouse, city mouse; what city? what country? dearest jane: i should've known better.
November 28, 2025 at 12:50 AM
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ah, feck off, i resemble, i say, i resemble that remark
[under a picture of the glock 17c from HALF-LIFE:] Your Result: Glock 17C You have the gun from Half-Life and you paid sticker price for it. You are the Glock 17C Gay, and it's not your friends' fault they sometimes worry you're a cop. If you stick it out for another decade or two, your surviving friends will grow into their fogeydom - which you came into young - and value you as a pillar of stability. In the meanwhile, don't be afraid to throw down a lot of money on a good time.
November 22, 2025 at 8:38 AM
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reddit post went viral. everyone united around the difficulty of drawing faces at that angle and commiserating on the struggle to learn how. many porn artists provided comprehensive study guides for their technique.
November 18, 2025 at 7:13 AM
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meme template of the "two paths" image, featuring a young man at an intersection, the left side leading to sunny skies and a bright future and the right leading to storm clouds and a dark future. text reads: (left:) YOSHIYUKI TOMINO vs (right:) GREG BOVINO: GETTING SO OBSESSED WITH STARSHIP TROOPERS YOU MAKE IT THE FOUNDATION OF YOUR WHOLE CAREER
November 17, 2025 at 11:05 PM
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"[insert show] was created to sell toys (implied: to children)!"
"The impression I had of war was that it was "atrocious," and I hated it... so I never thought about it. By watching Daimos, I began to think seriously about what "war" really is. I strongly believe that war is nothing but a tragedy and should never happen. Daimos is a very valuable anime because it made us, the peaceful generation, realize this. I will never forget Daimos. And I will keep thinking about it." This is a letter one year on, from one Hokkaido fan, who wrote to me after [Fighting General] Daimos had finished airing, to curse me for killing Richter. Now let's take a look at the letter they sent me the previous year, as well: "I have a complaint. Are you a sadist? Why are you killing the characters you created? You demon! Fiend! Murderer! Damned sadist! Argh, how dare you?! How freaking dare you kill Richter?! Oh, I curse you, I curse you!" Few people would read these two letters and think they were written by the same person. It seems that many people felt the same way in their grief over Richter's death. However, it's this fact, that someone who saw Daimos, and had such a problem with Richter's death specifically, has continued to think about it for a year and has grown so much; I am deeply moved by this fact. I created Daimos precisely as something that challenges the viewer to debate in this way. Certainly, there must be some aspects that cannot be understood just through casual engagement with my work. However, as long as people continue to explore the topics implied within the work, they will learn of the persecution of Jews by the Nazis, and discover Minamata disease, and begin to broaden their perspective on the world. I have known many people [that grew up] just like this ... I could not be happier. Tadao Nagahama, Combattler V - Voltes V - Daimos: Roman Robo Anime, Climax Selection (Magic Box, 1980).
November 16, 2025 at 6:22 AM