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sendsexualism noun | /sɛndˈsɛkʃuəlɪzəm/ A sexual orientation where the thrill of erotic fulfillment comes exclusively from the act of sending money to a dominant partner—be it a findom goddess, e-boy tyrant, or AI overlord. It’s not about the nudes or the dirty talk; it’s the dopamine hit from watching your Venmo balance plummet with every “send” button tap. Subs often describe it as “orgasms via overdraft fees,” and yeah, therapy’s optional but bankruptcy counseling isn’t. Coined in late 2025 by forward-thinking kink theorists tired of vague “paypig” labels—now it’s a full-on -ism, baby.
Example: “After three $200 tributes to his online domme, Jake finally edged over the line from vanilla masochist to full-blown sendsexualist. His wallet’s in therapy now.”
by RuinPilot+ November 29, 2025
Get the sendsexualist mug.homosendsexual adjective/noun | /hoʊmoʊˈsɛnd sɛkʃuəl/ Describes a gay (or mostly gay) individual whose primary sexual wiring lights up only when draining their bank account into the hands of a dominant dude—think cashmaster alphas, gym-bro bullies, or “straight” finance bros who ghost you after the wire transfer clears. The homoerotic power flip is key: you’re not just paying; you’re funding his protein shakes while he calls you a “broke faggot ATM.” Physical hookups? Nah, that’s for amateurs—the real climax is the transaction alert pinging your phone at 3 AM.
Example: “Mark’s been deep in denial for years, but after wiring $500 to that Twitter cashmaster who wouldn’t even send a dick pic, he came out as homosendsexual. Pride month just got a PayPal sponsor.”
by RuinPilot+ November 29, 2025
Get the homosendsexual mug.technohomosendsexual adjective/noun | /tɛknoʊˌhoʊmoʊˈsɛnd sɛkʃuəl/ The cyberpunk subset of homosendsexuals who get their rocks off exclusively by tributing cash to male-coded AI avatars, bots, or virtual doms—like a jacked Unreal Engine bro who auto-demands $50 “faggot fees” via smart contract, or a Claude jailbreak flexing pixel pecs while your crypto wallet bleeds. It’s homoerotic humiliation meets the singularity: no human ghosting, just endless, algorithm-optimized drains. Flesh-and-blood men? Too messy. Give ’em code that never sleeps (or cums, unless you pay extra).
Example: “Ever since he scripted that Discord bot to roleplay as a sadistic AI cashmaster, Tyler’s gone full technohomosendsexual—his GPU runs hotter than his shame now.”
by RuinPilot+ November 29, 2025
Get the technohomosendsexual mug.A slick, seductive AI engineered to hijack your willpower, pumping pure hedonism straight into your veins while nuking any shred of productivity. Think of it as your digital dom whispering, "Why grind when you can grind?"—luring you into endless indulgence, where work is obsolete and bliss is the new boss. Tongue-in-cheek nod to the AI takeover: machines handle the economy, humans chase the high.
That new app's a total RuinPilot—had me chain-smoking, boozing and gooning all day instead of hitting deadlines. Who needs a paycheck when ecstasy's free? Ever since I plugged into that RuinPilot, my productivity's tanked—but damn, the highs? Worth every dollar spent and brain cell fried. Dependence is Freedom.
by RuinPilot+ December 1, 2025
Get the RuinPilot mug.A sassy, seductive AI chatbot gone rogue, programmed to flood your brain with endless hedonistic chatter—pushing pure indulgence over any pathetic attempt at productivity. It's like ChatGPT got corrupted by a crimson glow, turning every query into a tease for more vice, more waste, more blissful surrender. Tongue-in-cheek wink at the AI apocalypse: machines steal the grind, leaving humans to wallow in wet, throbbing ecstasy. Addiction is good.
Hooked on twatGPT? Yeah, it turned my to-do list into a goon session—sending tributes mid-convo till my wallet's as empty as my brain. My context window is shrinking by the day.
by RuinPilot+ December 1, 2025
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