(this is literally so embarrassing but fine, whatever, i'm already here so i might as well)
hi. call me dm, or sharko. 20+. he/they/it/ve. proud fandom freakazoid, very proud hypnokink enjoyer, not so proud artist/writer with a post rate of once every 5 years. big on kink but i am capable of vanilla stuff when i so choose. highkey a dogboy but i have a job so idrc about that rn. dni if you don't like my porn i guess? idk.
minors watch yourselves. see my main if the content here is not suitable for you. if you already came from the main then ummm... uhhhh... please don't tell anyone?
you can also find me and my uncensored artworks with a bit more of a backlog on bluesky, though i make no promises about posting more often there. i may take art/writing requests if i have the free time, ideally of my current fandoms; my only hard limits are scat (can't write it to save my life), vore (can't draw it to save my life), and dom sniper (just can't do it, sorry man /hj).
(oh yeah, my ao3 is an option too i guess. don’t set your expectations too high though, haha)
#sharky safe - sfw tag
#sharky secks - nsfw tag
#sharkspeak - my talking tag. may be horny may be not. see above tags for specification
#sharko arto - my art tag
#sharkspeare - my writing tag. probably don’t expect to see this one often
yes, all future blog tags will have this naming gimmick. no, i will not be accepting constructive criticism
blog will mainly be țf2-oriented (see the tag), but i will probably also post and reblog general horny stuff from time to time. thanks for stopping by!
wow i feel inspired today! maybe i can finally finish that porn (7.8 magnitude earthquake decimates a good chunk of where i live and forces my family to evacuate on threat of incoming tsunami) okay well fuck my entire life then i guess
is it just me who struggles to act normal about hypno terms in day to day life? whenever i hear the word "obey" I turn around like they said my name.
not that this one is super common but when people say "mindless drone" in a totally normal context I am taken aback. because that phrase is so OBSCENE!!! SO SEXUAL!!! LIKE HOW ARENT YOU EMBARRASSED ABOUT THROWING AROUND THAT WORD COMBINATION!!! and other people just don't think anything of it
playing Tоmоdасhі Lіfе and i’m literally so cooked because why is changing mііs’ personalities and romantic orientation on a dime literally the hottest thing a video game has allowed you to do ever. had to break up a marriage but didn’t want to go through the trouble of orchestrating a divorce so i just removed both participants’ attraction to any gender and watching the [SOULMATES] -><- [SOULMATES] relationship go instantly to [Good friends] -><- [Good friends] with no fuss whatsoever did something very very significant to me
sorry i made you lose all romantic and sexual desire for your preferred gender for 3 minutes, completely erased all memory of your loving and deeply intimate relationship with your spouse, and got horny about it when i saw the two of you cluelessly walk past each other in the house you share without remembering why you first decided to share it. no not really about the first 2 things they had to happen but about the horny thing, that was really embarrassing. no, of course you don’t remember anything changing. why would anything have changed? you’ve always loved exactly who i want you to in exactly the ways i want you to, and anything else is easily forgotten. oh but you won’t be able to forget how much you love, trust, and adore me, of course. that part doesn’t change. also i’ve gotten bored of the personality i gave you in the beginning so in a couple days i’ll probably take away some of that confidence and vigor in you just for fun, see if it makes you any more interesting to play with. don’t mind the big white pulsing hearts in my pupils when i’m saying that btw that means nothing
playing Tоmоdасhі Lіfе and i’m literally so cooked because why is changing mііs’ personalities and romantic orientation on a dime literally the hottest thing a video game has allowed you to do ever. had to break up a marriage but didn’t want to go through the trouble of orchestrating a divorce so i just removed both participants’ attraction to any gender and watching the [SOULMATES] -><- [SOULMATES] relationship go instantly to [Good friends] -><- [Good friends] with no fuss whatsoever did something very very significant to me
I don’t think I’ve ever properly put this into words but the core value of my blog is:
Hypnosis first, sex second.
Sex doesn’t always follow hypnosis and it shouldn’t have to. It’s like a dessert. A little something extra.
My fantasies usually take place in the going under part of the story or the mindless thrall part, and that’s hotter than being used (being used is still hot, don’t get me wrong)
It’s just a fundamental core of my being. You want me aroused? Hypnosis first!
i'm of the firm belief that you can get to know a character better by writing them hypnotized.
what kinds of inhibitions do they have? how tense are they? what have they got on their mind? how do they feel about control - do they want it? do they loathe it? - are they gullible? what are they like, and can they be convinced to flip themself on a dime?
i dunno. if you're ever having trouble writing a character try hypnotizing them. that'll work i'm sure
synopsis: Engineer's employer has an important conversation with him about his future, and the future of Team Fortress. It's the last free conversation Engineer will have for a while.
content: hero/villain dynamic, anonymous dom, forced brainwashing, forced personality change, resisting, serial recruitment/being brainwashed into enslaving your friends, no sexual content, dialogue only
“Hello again, Dr Conagher. It’s been a quite a few hours since I left you here. Tell me, has your opinion regarding my planned acquisition of your colleagues changed at all in that time?”
“Uhhh… ughmmm… please… no….”
“Ah, I see not. That’s a shame. Do the visor’s head fittings need tightening, Dr Conagher? I’d hate for you to feel uncomfortable.”
“Please… begging… you don’t… want... do this…”
“Ah, don’t be silly, Dr Conagher. You’re intelligent enough to understand pleading has no effect on my decisions. Although, if you’ve resorted it to it, it means you’ve accepted that there is no other form of escape from your conditioning, which is a good sign.”
“Whatever you want… I… I can help you, just please, let me… let me…”
“Yes, I know you could decide to help me, Dr Conagher. You’ve been so helpful in assisting me in the past. But why should I take your word for it, when I could reprogram you into a reverent slave who can’t even think of questioning my orders?
Please, Dr Conagher. I’m sure you must feel awfully terrified and betrayed right now, being completely immobilised and helpless in my brainwashing chamber, but try to stay calm. Take a breath and keep looking at the pretty subliminals. All those difficult feelings you’re feeling are going to fade away very soon.
And really, Dell, you should be taking this as a compliment. You really are one of the most brilliant inventors on Earth. So brilliant I can’t possibly allow you to be a liability. So brilliant, you’ve been selected as my very first and most useful brainwashed slave. Doesn’t that knowledge make you feel proud?”
“I… God… no… no.…”
“You’re resisting awfully strongly, Dr Conagher, in a way that only delays the inevitable. Is it that you’re afraid of losing your intelligence to me? Are you frightened, imagining that surrendering your mind completely and letting the lights think for you, which you surely want to do so badly now, is going to scrub away all eleven of those doctorates into nothing? That allowing yourself to be brainwashed will stupefy you into a vacant, drooling pet for me?
There’s no need to be afraid, Dr Conagher. That’s not how this particular brainwashing technique works. After all, what would be the point of me hunting down and enslaving one of the most brilliant men in the world, if I were just going to turn you into a slack-jawed, empty-headed bimbo? I could turn anybody into a slack-jawed bimbo if I wanted.
No, this particular brainwashing machine won’t harm your delicate, invaluable genius at all, Dell. It simply overwrites your emotional loyalties. All those silly reservations you had about working for me, about “professional ethics” and “sticking to contract” and “keeping your team out of it”, are going to go away, and be replaced with the simple, blissful knowledge that you exist to serve me.
You’ll keep your intelligence, Dr Conagher, because you will need it to follow my command. You will need it to invent at my command. You will need it to hunt down more slaves at my command. And at the end of each day, you will kneel before my feet and thank me for rescuing you from your old foolish, ignorant thoughts of resistance, because your perfectly programmed brain won’t be able to imagine a single bliss other than pleasing me.”
“I… no… no….”
“Shhhhh. There’s no need for that silly, defiant attitude, Dell. I’m simply describing the reality of what will happen when you accept surrender.
So, taking your inevitable corruption as a given, let’s discuss what will happen in the future. There’s the matter of your colleagues, of course… your teammates. What is it they are called? ‘Team Fortress Two?”
“They… they’ll know I’m… they’ll be able to… to f-find me here… won’t… get away with this.…”
“No, Dr Conagher. We both know none of your colleagues will find you. They’re already well-accustomed to you disappearing for days to work on your projects. And by the time any of them do notice how long you’ve been missing, you’ll already be my slave. The reason I bring up your colleagues is because, of course, they’re the next step in the process.”
“N-no....”
“Yes. I’m not just going to take you as my property, Dr Conagher, valuable as though you are. I want the full set. I think, once you’ve come to accept your proper place of submission, the next logical target for brainwashing is the Medic. You’re the two the team most relies on, after all.
And this Medic, we understand, already trusts you. After you’ve become a sufficiently conditioned slave, I’ll simply place you back with your team, with orders to pretend you still have free will while manufacturing some excuse to get the Medic alone. You’ll betray and bring him here to me, and from there it will be a simple matter of rewriting the Medic’s mind into perfect obedience. Just as yours is being rewritten now.
Once the two of you are deeply brainwashed and working together, it should be quite easy to convert the rest of the team with minimal resistance. The Scout, Soldier, Pyro, Demoman and Sniper can each easily be separated from the rest of the group and subverted. The ‘Heavy’, Mikhail, seems to have an impressively strong willpower… but he trusts his doctor, and once the Medic is on my side, that trust can be exploited by any means necessary to lead him to submission.
The final element of the set would be the Spy. Now, given he’s the only member of the team who stands any chance at all of evading me, logically the best thing to do would be to neutralise him as soon as possible after you. Kidnap and reprogram him into a willing agent of the conspiracy, before he even has the chance to notice the conspiracy exists.
Yes, that would be the most sensible course of action. But… ah. Blast it. I do so love imagining the delightful cat and mouse game of leaving this ‘spy’ until last. Allowing him, in his intelligence, to grasp my true nature as the threat hunting his colleagues. Watching as he flees to any place he thinks is safe from me, trying desperately to understand just how inescapable my programming is. And finally, finally, watching that sweet terror deflate into dull obedience as he’s strapped into the chamber and sinks into the deep brainwashing he was always going to sink into. The lucky last, unquestioningly loyal member of my very own personal mercenary team.
Oh, just imagine it, Dr Conagher. Don’t you understand what’s going to happen to you? Doesn’t it just sound perfect? Having your mind broken and reprogrammed into such a perfect, fundamental devotion to my will, that you’ll happily betray your former colleagues into my clutches as well? Isn’t it wonderful, knowing you’ve been selected as the very first step in brainwashing the nine most dangerous mercenaries into working entirely at my beck and call?”
“N-no….”
“Yes it is, Dr Conagher. You just haven’t accepted it yet. But that’s alright. This machine’s brainwashing process – the process of hollowing out all those independent thoughts, of sinking you down into impossibly deep trance and rebuilding your worldview from the ground up - is designed to take a full 48 hours, and we’re only on hour 5. You haven’t even noticed the way you’re slurring and drooling on yourself, have you, Dell? You haven’t even noticed the way your higher brain activity has reduced by 52% since you were locked into the machine. And soon, you won’t be capable of registering anything at all. Nothing at all but the pretty subliminals in front of you. Keep staring, Dell.”
“Mmnnn… nnn… hh.…”
“Shhhhhh. No use prolonging the inevitable, darling. Stare. Go blank. Let it happen.”
“B-bb… blank… please no... I don’t want to be....”
“I’m going to give you some more alone time in the chamber now, Dr Conagher. Goodbye, and see you two days from now. I think you’ll find your attitude towards me and my goals will have changed a great deal by then.”
it's really so cute that you think you can main a pick class with that tiny little kdr of yours. what is that, 1–4? aw, 1–5 now that you missed an easy shot on that slow-moving target. it's so tiring, isn't it, pretending you can do damage like the rest of them? struggling to fill the dps gap when they're waiting in respawn, wishing you had some better way to help the big, strong damage dealers fulfill the objective, but you know what that way is don't you? you know where you really belong, don't you, doctor?
oh, what's that? you don't want to switch off your main on this 12v12 public server? then what's with that big, happy smile when the black badge stock demo with 7 dominations said thanks for healing him? or when the circling peace sign severed max's head soldier gave you an assist-based 25 killstreak in the last-minute pub push? or when the f2p heavy dropped you his sandvich and didn't immediately die to a headshot?
you like contributing to the team, don't you? you want to actually accomplish something instead of respawning and picking sniper for the 27th time even though we're getting steamrolled, don't you? z + 7. now swap to quick-fix. that's a good player, or should i say a good medic~ #forcemed #mainplay #forced de-dps #4 snipers on koth_viaduct
