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@hypn0-bunny
Well Hello There! ~~~
Welcome to my lil side of the internet! Hope you have a good time browsing around :) figured it was about time to do an introduction, so let’s begin, shall we?
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Who the Hell Is This Chic? (some info about me):
Name: Call me Bunny if ya please!
Age: 25 years young (minors DNI)
Gender: Cisgender woman (she/her)
Sexuality: Asexual and proud 🖤🩶🤍💜
Me: "Damn people are REALLY BAD at knowing when to tag their eyestrain art/images...either that or they just don't care about photosenitive epileptic people like me. I feel really sad now." Person: "But Allison, what if they just don't know or understand what qualifies as eyestrain and what doesn't?" Me: "You know what? That could be a factor...While it is always better to be safe rather than sorry (so YES people should always tag eyestrain even if they're unsure if it "counts" or not) maybe you've got a point?"
Anyways! HERE'S YOUR HANDY GUIDE TO WHAT CAN COUNT AS EYESTRAIN! I'm pulling this straight from the Artfight rules page about what needs to be labeled and filtered as eyestrain because it's VERY helpful and VERY accurate! I also know not everybody has an AF account and might not always have access to this handy guide, and this is an important resource; That's why I'm sharing it here! (under the cut)
PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY!!! THIS IS ABOUT THE HEALTH AND SAFETY OF OTHERS!!!
by the way this is medical. this could save somebody from a migraine all the way to a seizure. this has always been serious. treat this seriously.
Real quick safety post for all my fellow epileptics out there 🫶
Testing if someone is susceptible to hypnosis by swinging a random object right next to their face to see if they stare at it a little longer then they're supposed to
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when my dom has been playing with me for so long that all i can think about is cumming and squirming and taking everything they give me. "any thoughts left in that head of yours?" they ask, and i can't even form any words to answer. my hands loosely grab at their body, searching, begging for more. they lift my chin and force me to meet their gaze, laughing at the far-away look in my eyes that signifies a distinctly floaty subspace. "there you are, pretty thing. it's ok, you don't need to think anymore. just let me take care of you."
I am so normal and fine about this post
“Awh, plaything. Shh. I know. I know. It’s been such a long day. You want to sink for a while? Let me make you feel all good and mindless?” Your partner asked, as you lay, head in their lap. Their fingers, idly brushing through your hair, felt so nice. Your troubles floated away.
Then you realised you hadn’t answered them. You nodded. “Yes please.” You said, quietly.
Their hand squeezed your shoulder, before going back to gently running through your hair. “Okay. Well, you just close your eyes, sweetness. Let my words take over.”
You did as you were told, closing your eyes, sinking into the softness that their fingers, brushing through your hair, brought you. “That’s it. Breathe long, deep breaths for me. Let every muscle unwind. You’ve got nowhere to be right now.”
Everything felt heavy. It was nice, to not have to think. To let them slip their words, their control, into your brain for a while. The rest of the day didn’t exist. There was just here. There was just now. Their softness. Their tenderness. Their words. Their love.
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“You’re such a good, brainwashed pet, toy.” Your hypnotist smirks down at you, giving you a look that fills you with want. “All I need to do is start dropping my voice, and your mind follows the direction, sinking, drifting.” Your eyelids flutter, a shiver runs up your spine.
“I can hardly blame you. I did this to you, after all. Made you suggestible.” They tap you on the forehead, your eyes close. “Pliable.” They press their fingers to your scalp, massaging away any remaining thoughts. “Weak.” You are weak. Pliable. Suggestible. For them.
“You’re all mine. So of course, you sink. Of course you let my words take over your brain.” Their fingers continue to move in circles, making your mind into mush. “You’re helpless for me. And this is what I mean, when I call you a good, brainwashed pet.” They let go of your head.
Your weak neck can’t support your skull, you flop forwards, and they catch you. “Try to stay up, yeah?” You blink. It feels so alien, having your eyes open. “Try to resist the way my words make you feel.” It’s so hard to resist. “Deep.” Your eyelids are already fluttering.
“Drowsy.” You can’t help but begin to sink again. “Blank.” That last word makes your brain shut down again. “That’s it. Feeling the sensations, even as you try not to.” There isn’t a shred of resistance in you. But you do try. “Even as you slip a little deeper, with every word I say.”
There’s the barest idea of thought, still in your brain. “I know, you’re trying to resist.” They brush their fingers through your hair. “And resistance is tiring. It’s so comfortable to relax into my words.” To sink into my control. Stop trying, toy. Good job.”
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This was released yesterday on patreon (patreon.com/hypnopum) and subscribestar (https://www.subscribestar.adult/hypnopum)! Support me there to get early access to all future microfictions, from just £1/month! Or, from £5/month, you get access to my longer pieces!
You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
Fuuuccccccck the power dynamics in erotic hypnosis are so dang hot 😵💫😵💫😵💫
“And up, and down, and up, and down, and up, and down.” Your hypnotist said, punctuating each change in your mind’s direction with a snap of their fingers. Everything felt hazy. Your eyes felt so heavy, as they fluttered back down. Your thoughts were so spacey.
“And down, down, down, down down down down down.” The snaps drove the word deeper into your brain. Your body felt like a ragdoll in the chair. Your hypnotist laughed. “You look so good like this. So blank, so brainless. I wonder how many ups it takes to reverse this?”
Your mind had risen, ever so slightly, at that single up. It was like a single grain of rice, compared to the full bowl that was the depth of your mind. “Up, up, up.” Like you were hooked on a fishing line, your thoughts climbed towards the surface. Though it was a struggle.
Because that line was the only thing holding you up. Because your brain wanted to sink deeper. You didn’t want to think. You just wanted to drop. You wanted to be blank. You wanted to be mindless. You- “Down.” The line was cut, and you sank, like a stone, into mindlessness.
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You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
How to catch a hypno bunny
Here is your how to guide on how to snare a bunny in the wild!
1. Make a warm burrow - bunnies like safety and comfort! Let them know they're welcome just as they are
2. Offer tempting treats - both physical like their favourite drink, snack and emotional treats like praises, space to giggle or blush
3. Move gently, speak sweetly - use pet names, like "sweet bunny", "soft thing". Guide them and reward their obedience. A bunny isn't resistant, they’re cautious
4. Stroke their ears, not their ego - run fingers along their hair, cheeks, or ears Let them melt under praise. They’ll sink further every time you notice their effort
5. Snare their mind, not just their body - bunnies often crave trance, blankness, and being emotionally wrapped in words. Try counting down while stroking: “5… down… 4… deeper… 3… breathing soft now…”
Congratulation! You got yourself a bunny! You gotta remember, capturing a bunny isn’t about domination through force. It’s about making them feel so safe, adored, and seen that they choose to curl up in your hands and whisper, "you can keep me if you want". Now all you need is to slip a collar around their neck with reverence - "my bunny now". Kiss their forehead. Hold them after scenes. Ask what they need. Treat submission as a gift, not a guarantee.
Happy Easter, every bun! ☺️🎀🐇
Your hypnotist’s hands were teasing. Filling you with such delightful pleasure, as their words drifted through your head. “Melt for me, darling. Melt into blissful pleasure.” Your body sagged against them, as their hands found every spot that you wanted to be touched.
“You don’t need to think. You just need to sink, and drift, and drop.” Your eyelids rolled back, mind switching off as their ministrations continued. “Let my hands coax you into a stupor, where I can pour my thoughts into that silly empty head of yours.”
Your head was empty, of thought, of reason, of willpower. “Because you don’t need your own thoughts, no. You just need pleasure.” Your hips bucked as you felt arousal blossoming within you. “You just need bliss.” Their hands felt so good. It was so easy to get lost.
“You just need to let me break that brain with every movement of my hand. Deeper. Further. Harder. You’re such a good, brainwashed plaything for me.” You let out a whimper, then a moan. “That’s it. Give your mind up to me, baby. I’ll take such good care of you.”
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You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
WHY IS THIS SO SWEEEEET RAHHHHHH
Your hypnotist sighed, gently, as they turned away from their laptop, towards you. “Now, plaything, you’re going to have to sit, and be quiet. Okay? I want to focus.” They said. You nodded, and stopped touching yourself. You stayed kneeling, feeling so submissive.
They had gone back to writing, but after a few minutes, they spoke again, through they didn’t turn round. “I didn’t say to stop touching, silly. No. You do need to be ready for me. Edged, eager, desperate. Just be quiet about it for now. Okay?”
You made a small noise of affirmation, and went back to touching yourself. Though the sensitivity triggers they had activated earlier made it hard to be quiet. You wanted to moan, to writhe. To whimper. “Yeah. I know, it’s hard to be quiet when you’re making yourself feel good.”
When had they turned round again? “But you’re doing such a good job. This is what it means to be my toy. You need to be ready for me to use you, whenever. And hey, it helps that you’re just brainwashing yourself deeper with the pleasure, huh? Yeah. Good toy.”
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You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
Your hypnotist leant over you, as you lay naked, on the bed. “Oh, you stupid, braindead plaything.” They said. “You’re so cute when you’re like this.” They reached down, one hand trailing over your bare chest. “Mindlessly panting.” You let out a soft whine of need.
They laughed. “Yes. A needy creature, who can’t resist the urge to touch, to feel good.” Their hands reached out to hold your wrists, laying useless at your sides. “But you’re fucked, toy. Every word I say makes those limbs heavier. Makes that mind melt more into blissful desire.”
You felt so powerless. So weak. So fucking horny. “There are no thoughts. No willpower. No resistance. Just the urge to give in to me. To the arousal.” You wanted to touch. You wanted to fuck. You wanted pleasure. “And yet… You can’t. You’re stuck.”
All you got was the simmering arousal, begging you to do what you could not. “Held down by the weight of my words.” Every word they said felt like more pressure. Both to touch, and to remain still. It was agonising. You couldn’t stop moaning. It was your only release.
“You’re stopped by the fact that you gave me control over your body, and I want you needy.” They were grinning, that dangerous grin. “Desperate. Aroused out of your mind. So, no movement. Just lust. Just desire. Let your mind succumb.” Your hips bucked, slightly. “That’s it, toy.”
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This was released yesterday on patreon (patreon.com/hypnopum) and subscribestar (https://www.subscribestar.adult/hypnopum)! Support me there to get early access to all future microfictions, from just £1/month! Or, from £5/month, you get access to my longer pieces!
You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
Such cute shit
Do you often listen to hypno files? How do you feel about people sending you recommendations?
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Oh I love hypno files! Nimja is my go-to. Love that his stuff spans both relaxing and kinky. Also his way of organizing everything and providing scripts and warnings you can read beforehand is very comforting. Yeah feel free if someone is particularly good!
Can confirm, have hypnotized her in chat, very good subject, 10/10 would recommend 👍
🫣🫣🫣 you tryin’ a make me blush??? ☺️😵💫
since we can't call you a good girl/bunny without prior consent, is there anything we can call you instead?
Very good question! You’re welcome to just call me Bunny ☺️🎀🐇
Have you ever had someone try to hypnotize you in tumblr chat? If so...how did it go and would you like to try?
I have actually! Twice now. Both times worked much better than I had thought :) seems theatre of the mind is powerful! Thanks for the ask!
Reblog if you want to be sent hypnokink-themed “have you ever” and “would you rather” questions 🌀
Feel free to put some in the Asks (keep it polite!)
You tried to focus on your hypnotist’s eyes. But then the crystal swung past them again, and you felt your vision pulled away, automatically. Magnetised to the shiny gem that moved so easily and repetitively. Your hypnotist laughed. “Awh, silly toy.”
They snapped their fingers, and you felt your eyelids suddenly grow heavy. Weights pulling them down, until you couldn’t keep them open anymore. They sank closed, your mind following that same downward motion. Thoughts gone, just empty, and open to their control.
“Good job, honey. I love how obedient you are when you’re like this. But it’s time to try again. Come up!” They snapped their fingers, and you felt your mind coming back up, out of trance, as your eyelids felt less heavy. “Try to keep your focus on my eyes.”
You blinked, and met their gaze. You felt dazed, like your thoughts hadn’t caught up yet. “Okay, and… Go!” They said, letting go of the crystal, letting it swing again. And instantly, it captured your attention once more. You couldn’t look away. You didn’t want to look away.
And this kept on repeating. They snapped their fingers, your eyes closed, you sank into trance. They snapped their fingers again, you opened your eyes, looked into theirs, and then found yourself unable to look away from the crystal. It happened over, and over again.
If you could think, you might have wondered why they weren’t being annoyed by your failure to keep your gaze on their eyes. But you couldn’t think. Because that was their real aim. Each loop pulled you deeper into trance. Each loop made it harder to resist their control.
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This was released yesterday on patreon (patreon.com/hypnopum) and subscribestar (https://www.subscribestar.adult/hypnopum)! Support me there to get early access to all future microfictions, from just £1/month! Or, from £5/month, you get access to my longer pieces!
You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
