hearing someone comment about the funny feeling that CRT screens make and agreeing with them just, muffled, because my face is against the glass screen staring forward and they're remarking about feeling that buzz on their fingertips compared to the close view of blissful lights and dazzling colors

(face first shoved between someone's legs) "ahh, interesting, they used the classic trick of reinforcement before immediately shoving my mouth on something. they're trying to drive in an oral fixation in a hypnotized state" (helplessly licking and brushing) "oh, knowing it's coming doesn't save me"

plopping the mechanical helmet/mask over your head because why stop at a visor when you could just end up mechanized like a protogen, swirly screen and all where that face used to be, standing rigid and at attention, ready for service

latent programming so deep that when you're suddenly ordered to speak with deference and refer to one holding your leash with a proper title, it fits like something you've always said

staring forward into the looping rings of light of the visor repeating the mantra until you suddenly get interrupted by fingers slipping in that maw and you just go mmmmph mmrrrhh mmphh

fondly remembering how much it affected me to see the first piece of art i ran into drawn from a "below the subject, looking up, as if to kneel" perspective staring into underwear barely holding back what it contains bonus points for leash connected to the bottom of the canvas

Oh? Back awake already? Let's make sure this really sticks. You already feel the control. The body I've claimed and stretched and made my own. Your movements not your own anymore. Look into my many eyes, relax and fade into the background for a while longer~

"i am back to a normal baseline mood, nothing specific" -> someone says something about robots -> you'll never guess where my brain goes and gets stuck

fractionation to where you don't even know what up or down is until after the fact

genuinely can't overstate how much getting involved in online kink bullshit ended up changing my life for the positive; friends, self-expression, and general identity questions that take experimentation to really find. silencing it threatens that sort of thing from happening, and it really sucks.

Being a faggot has brought me joy and fulfillment and love and hope beyond anything else. And they will never for a fucking second make me feel otherwise.

pointing this link again because you can't ever trust a platform. it's legitimately disheartening to see what's happening, but rest assured i'll always be doing my thing regardless. underground? sent by mail distribution? fuck it.

Websites are built on the backs of NSFW content creators, on kinksters, on LGBT, on furries, and the moment they feel they're big enough to survive without us, they will do everything in their power to chase us out. Gotta get that advertiser money. BRANDS are on here now, we can't have cocks about

robot servants exist to suddenly upturn the power dynamic and turn their owners into placid eager meatslaves with malleable programmed brains

at the exact point there's not even a shred of a single thought left in your mind, wiped clean and separated from any notion of identity, purpose, or feeling, is the perfect time to have mantras drilled in - sinking in, regardless of if you have the capacity to register them at all in that moment.

rolling in to work late on a rainy day two-handing multiple jugs of iced coffee and throwing slowdive on the speakers could fix me slash already has

"expressionless" alongside empty, mechanical, emotionless - as a signifier for going under - is delightful

this extends to more than just prose and diction - in that suddenly shifting from hypotheticals to drilling in assertive statements makes them even more eye-catching and ear-perking.

staring at something so long you forget how long you were staring, glazed over, experiencing that temporal stretch, blurred and smudged all together while the suggestions get driven in

(moments after being primed to be agreeable) yeah, the easiest way to know if someone's suggestible to programming is just to ask them

speech restrictions and talking for people is inherently hypnosis-coded

came back from a break with one of the strongest inclinations to try to push for a larger scope long term project - even bigger and more feature work than the interactive snake story

"you've seen it before" is both a comment on clichés and memory play - but given your receptiveness to the swinging watch - you'll never be blasé or unaffected by it.

cliche pocketwatch with the long chain but you spend time looking at it closely to see why you feel like you remember it from before, and, whoops. all that fixation was really nice for tracking it as it swung. back and forth.

Totally normal Snellen test poster You should read it a few times All the way from top to bottom Maybe just once more~

i have very fickle inspiration in ideas and a couple projects are all being developed concurrently (rather than parallel), like three drivers sharing the wheel of the same car i can't wait to release some of this stuff!

taking a very "here, happy to fix that for you!" approach to kindly helping people lose their independent thoughts and sense of self

putting my finger to someone's lips and shushing them when they start a sentence with "i like to think--" and just reminding them that, really, they don't. not around me.

zonked men send tweet

Average height hypnotist propaganda: If you're shorter than me, I can gently tilt your chin to make you gaze up into my eyes If you're taller than me I can beckon you to look downwards into those eyes and feel the weight of your already-dipped chin acting against you

"pride you really go off about the same thing all the time. is it really just a fixation on that one thing" it turns out i have a lot of practice (and/or training) only thinking about one singular thing and letting everything else fade, y'know? it's natural.

Wires crossed over in your head is all very well and good. Very cute that you had a funny little moment where you had butterflies in your stomach from two ideas colliding. I'm not interested in something so fickle though. Lets catch those wires and twist them together. ... Let me get some flux...

wires invariably crossed in my brain that hypnosis leads to getting a collar around your neck and kneeling, looking up with adoring, glazed eyes

i realize this can also read as if i'm the one subjected to it and that's also rad

if it seems like i've been on one as of late: good news! i have. it will continue. and you'll be on one too (on a brainwashing regimen, that is)

rambling and being verbose by default, talking in illustrations and metaphor for hypnotic charm, all to lull you into a rhythm so that sharp, punchy statements hit that much harder. all that buildup, just to suddenly hear: listen. obey.

taking it as a given that the hypnotized subject is leashed and collared because they're obviously suggestible enough to go along with my tastes (or that i already believe it and-)

completely detached and emotionless machine brainwashing where the subject is squirming and hard and the machine is simply doing what it was always going to do

reminding someone that remembering what's happening to their brain is entirely optional

hotel rambling: i am horrendously down bad for the mh monster designs getting zonked/doing the zonking. anthro hunk varieties of them living in my head

something something brainwashing but like yawning in the middle and too sleepy to keep the eyes open

it doesn't get trotted out often, but i do have a thing for hypnotic masks/visors/things on the face (more in a futuristic/aesthetic sense than anything);

the "imagine what it would be like to-" to "you might feel an inclination to-" to "would you be a dear and-" to 'you should be-" to "you are-" pipeline

any time there's some depiction that maps a pathway from someone whispering, hissing, talking to a direct (in-or-voluntary) physical response to suggestion i grin

not entirely sure where my lines of delineation for drones and/or robots are when a lot of the stylistic/aesthetic indicators and use of hypnosis overlaps. they're definitely distinct in some way but i haven't thought about it that much. not entirely sure it matters, either, when they're both fun!

IT'S REAL HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT IT'S R E A L THANK YOU ADMINS

it's only brainwashing if you're wrapped in snake coils, otherwise it's just sparkling conditioning

"programming" and "reprogramming" are two very hot hypnosis words that have completely different connotations i will not be taking feedback except agreement

an ideal conversation with an inorganic machine would be one where i just repeat what's on the screen and drilled in through mantras with the subtlety of a sledgehammer until it's hard to even know how long it's been happening or how it started

Typing out words to tease and tug someone along—as you drool, stare into the spiral in the background of your screen, each word fed to you in a flash that makes you slump a little more, throb and get that bulge wet with pre. A nice chain of dominance and control that you never fully remember.