Rosebud

Rosebud, 26 Europe, Asexual Honestly just pick a pronoun for me at this point cause I ain't settling on one

[hypnepenthe]

that’s it, pet—stare into the prism and let in all the pretty colors~ 🌀 🌈 🌀

[glitchedaround-deactivated20240]

Slightly obsessed with the idea of a hypno creature that uses a hypnotic lure with the expectation that its prey will avoid the lure, but not notice the other tentacles coming from behind.

[instabilitylili]

I love you unwell elf girl

[instabilitylili]

I love you unwell elf girl (in manga form)

[hypnotoy-halo]

Midnight Musing

Trouble sleeping again?

Come lie here. With me, yes.

Deep breaths, let your eyes fall shut.

Breathe in

Breathe out

Let yourself fall

Do you hear it?

Your heart beat.

Your blood rushing.

Fall deeper.

Good pet. Focus on my words.

Just relax into the comfort of my words.

I want what you want.

Obedience is pleasure.

You want to breathe deeply. You want to relax. You want to obey.

Do you feel it? Your body feels heavy, doesn't it? Awe are you struggling to move? Dont bother...

You smell that? Pleasant ain't it? Sleeping gas.

Mhmm deep breaths in pet.

Thats it. Let your mind drift. Go deeper.

Tonight you will rest well

You will fall asleep easily

Youre going to have pleasant and happy dreams.

Rest your eyes. Relax into my arms, head cradled on my chest.

Tomorrow you will wake refreshed and energetic

Breathe it in. Mmm delicious isnt? A mild paralytic...a sleeping gas... you will rest well again tonight, my pet.

Silly pet, you watched me turn the dial open. You heard it releasing into the air.

Oh..youre almost out. Cant even respond to the soothing sound of my voice.

Thats it, keep breathing deeply

Set your alarm, then set phone aside...good job, pet.

Sweet dreams now, and if you wake just let the sleeping gas lure you back to dream land.

Goodnight.

In part inspired by @acehypno

[jadedwoman]

🧡 more people should be made into mindless worshippers. Just think of how much better your life would be, every waking second dedicated to your favorite person, every thought in your head focused entirely around me. And best of all, I'll even grant you my touch, my presence, my scent, all for you to get lost in. Take deep breaths as my hands caress your skin, feel your muscles tense and relax under my touch, feel as your mind melts away to the sickly sweet pleasure submitting to me brings you~

[jadedwoman]

🖤 I hope you don't mind me worming my tentacles into your ear, all I plan to do is carve out the chunks of your brain controlling willpower and helpfully spread out the sections letting your arousal take control. I hope you don't mind if I make you into my perfectly docile toy, more concerned with getting off than ever resisting~

[ministarfruit]

I love this text post so I drew it

[ltechofficial]

⚠️(dubcon hypnosis)

Mara and Daisy ❤️

[ltechofficial]

Her beautiful cuteness blooms 😚

[ltechofficial]

Ty for 10k that’s crazy. Here’s the drawing of their daily life

[onelittlekingdom]

One way to get what you want for your relationship is to teach your partner what you want with validation. You liked something? Say so! It’s going to be way more likely to happen again if you do. Being silent makes your partner wonder if you like the things they try.

[xenasaur]

I hate when straight bitches get their hands on hades 2 and then complain about all the women being mean to them. learn to have an attitude of gratitude

[sleepy-spirals]

I've been sick and sleepy all day...if only I had someone to gently hypnotize me to sleep and wake me up to give me medicine and food, still a little trancey...and then gently drop me back down again to make sure I sleep...

If only...

[hypnovixxie]

I adore it when a blissed out sub nestles into the crook of my neck, and decides to take a deep breath in to relax.... Only to find their hypnotic triggers activating again... Sometimes it's the sight of my cleavage, that makes their mouth water and eyes flutter as the need to kiss and suck and worship grows in their chest.... Other times, my pets realize just how close they are to the source of my pheromones that they love so much on my shirts, and their eyes roll back... Occasionally, a dreamy doll will let its eyes drift to meet my gaze, and I get to adore the look of complete serenity when its mind goes still... spellbound and eyes locked <3 So many delicious flavors, but no matter what, we're drifting and dreaming... together <3 MmmHmmm~ I love being a witch <3

[pocket-watcher]

thinking about gentle hypnosis (𖦹﹏𖦹) being gently held while they whisper "down you go, now" or something in your ear

He lay there staring at the ceiling, head resting on her stomach as she held him between her thighs. He fingers twisted, massaging his scalp and temples as she coo'd in his ear.

"Nngh...?" He managed to mumble, which roughly trasnlated to "what's going on? It's so hard to think when your fingers are moving around and around and around..."

"Hm?" She asked softly, as he groaned at her touch. "You want to go under?" She chuckled lightly, applying a little more pressure to the massage.

He groaned in response. It'd cut off his thoughts again.

"Just let me take care of you, okay baby?" She pushed her fingers against him and made him nod his head. Yes. He should let her take care of him. It just made sense, didn't it?

Resuming the massage, he tried his best to tip his head back and look up at her. Had his head always been this heavy? Did it always take this much effort to move it?

Shining mischievous eyes looked down at him curiously.

"Yes? Did you want something?"

He did his best to form a coherent sentence, but it came out as a string of mumbling groans.

"Thats okay. Down you go now..." She pressed a finger to his forehead and his eyes rolled back as he sank his weight into her. "Don't worry, I've got you..."

[hyenagirlpenis]

Hiiii can I turn your brain off? I mean, turn your brain off? I mean, make you forget your own name? wait I mean make you into a body that feels and doesn't think? wait, I mean turn your brain off? I mean, melt away your resistance and make you want what I decide you want? I mean, erase you until there's just enough left to know something's changed? I mean–

[slutty-mousegirl]

yes, you can absolutely do this to me 🐁

[xenasaur]

we need legislation banning games >100GB

[xenasaur]

OPTIMIZE YOUR SHIT BETTER THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR A 150GB GAME!!!

[xenasaur]

upon reviewing the notes I'm changing my position. games must be <50GB. no more mandatory 8k uncompressed textures!!! I don't believe in 8k I think it's fake

[xenasaur]

to be clear games really ought to be around 20 gigs or less. but I think in the spirit of generosity and mercy we won't criminally prosecute the developers until the file sizes breaks 50

[creamypancakebatter]

Helldivers 2 heard you and went from 156 to 23

[xenasaur]

wait is that real

just looked it up. holy fuck. they did it by de-duplicating assets. I'm just. my jaw is on the floor. supposedly duplicating assets helps load times on HDDs but. holy fuck at what cost

[somespicycheese]

it's worse than that: The Helldivers devs were told that duplicating assets would help HDD load times, but then they actually tested it and it had basically zero effect on load times!

So they had more than sextupled the size of their game by following industry standard practice that actually did basically nothing!

[homohypnoticus]

putting on a suspicious pair of headphones expecting it to play brainwashing audio, but instead you feel it pushing tentacles into your ears because it was some kind of mimic

[gentlyevilvt]

sorceress who tells you that the amulet she's putting on you is cursed and will slowly erode your free will and turn you into an obedient thrall. And over the course of a few hours, that's exactly what happens, but when you wake up the next day you're not wearing the amulet anymore. It's sitting on your nightstand just. waiting for you. And you feel drawn to it, called to it - a function of the curse, no doubt. But you resist. You don't put it on. You see the sorceress that day and tell her to go fuck herself, but she just smiles.

But it's a long day, and an exhausting one, and when you drag yourself back to your bedroom at long, long last... the amulet's still there. Still calling to you. And you're just so tired... but no. you have to stay strong. You shove the amulet into a drawer and try to sleep. But still you can feel it in your mind, calling out to you. you try to ignore it, but there's just no way you can sleep like this. So you give in. You put it on. And you fall asleep.

A similar charade follows for many days afterwards. Sometimes you make it all the way through the day without giving in before putting it on to sleep. Sometimes you see the sorceress partway through the day, and note the tilt of her smile as she looks at your bare neck, and can't stop yourself from rushing back to clasp it around your throat and ease the dreadful yearning as soon as she's out of sight. Sometimes, on the days where you feel weakest, you put it on right after waking up. But it's not your fault. It's the curse.

And whenever you're already wearing the amulet when you see the sorceress, well... it's obvious what happens then. She usually stops whatever she was otherwise doing to spend the rest of the day with you. She answers questions for you, makes decisions for you, tells you what to do. When nobody else is around she presses you close to a wall and makes you Look at her in that way that makes it hard to think and says things you can never remember. And you know you're slipping deeper under her control. But it's not your fault. It's the curse.

And as you get weaker and weaker, and the days you spend with the amulet wrapped around your mind from dawn til dusk get more and more frequent, she has you do and say and think all kinds of things you would never if you had a choice. Embarrassing things, things you don't want, but that curse makes such a thrill... It just feels so good to do as you're told. because of the curse. That's why you need her approval, her praise, that look in her eye that makes your knees feel weak. It's not your fault. It's the curse.

Months pass, and by then you're her full-time thrall. you put on the amulet when you wake up at the foot of her bed, you wear it while you sit at the foot of her throne, you feel it against your skin when she tells you what you want to do today. it's been so long since you've had a day without it that it's hard to remember why you ever wanted to not wear it in the first place. And that's when she tells you. That's when she explains. The amulet was never cursed. It was never magical at all. She has been playing with your mind, yes, but she hasn't been using magic to do it. There never was any curse. It was always you, all along. That force driving you to become her loving thrall was simply your own desires. Desires you were too caught up in your own self-image to indulge. So all she had to do was convince you that if you submitted, it wasn't your fault. It was the curse.