#go go go watch hypno's stream

[penguincountess]

Hypno just won a level 3 run on stream!

[artsy-book]

hypno: xisuma out here disforesting!

xisuma: gotta get rid of those pesky trees! ^-^

[listentoace]

The Cell

Listen here [08:23 NSFW]

You have been kidnapped and wake up in a small cell, maybe 12m²/130f². You see a few cameras on the ceiling, a toilet and shower in the corner, and a thick metal door locking you inside. But one thing stands out, which is a chair in front of a wall of 25 screens with a tube dangling from the ceiling above. You shift a little on your bed, noticing that you're fully naked and that your ankle is chained to the room center. You hear a loud "clank" sound and see the handle of the door moving. A tall man enters your dark cell, you can't fully see his face, but his wide grin sends shivers down your spine. "Hello there, little one.", he says as he walks up to you. Your heart is racing and you begin to sweat. "Let's get you in place, shall we?", he says, grabs you by your collar and drags you to the chair, the chain rattles and scratches over the concrete floor. As he sits you down, he immediately fastens your wrists and legs to the chair, making it impossible for you to move. You feel a nudge with knobs pushing against your pussy.

You notice another display, right above the 5x5 screen wall, which lights up and reads 163lbs. "Already a bit chubby, huh? Well, you'll soon be in heaven.", he says and pats your belly, causing the number on the display to jump around a little before it settles down at 163lbs again. His wide and warm hands glide over your body, pinching a few folds and rolls, before he pulls out his phone. Shortly after, you hear a humming noise and the tube lowers from the ceiling. He grabs it, straps it around your head and forces the tube into your mouth. The fit is tight enough that you won't be able to spill, yet not uncomfortable. The thick tube dangles in front of your face, blocking a little of your vision. Next, all the screens light up, shortly after displaying 25 different loops of captioned porn, with text reading from "good girls obey" to "your weight = your value", and even just single-word loops like "drink, drink, drink, ...". As you see this, your heart begins to race immediately, fearing the worst.

"You'll be sitting here for 14 hours a day from now on. You get a 5-minute break every hour to go to the bathroom. You'll be filmed and live streamed at all times, so feel free to say hi to the viewers.", he explains. There is a camera right in front of you, slightly below in front of you, one above you, one at a 45° angle, one at a 90° angle, and more in the cell's corners. You're already struggling to pay attention with all the porn in front of you. "You'll be unlocked automatically and a timer will appear on the ceiling display where you can currently see your weight. If you don't sit back down in time, the collar will start shocking you, just so you're warned.", he continues. You can feel your heart rate rise, it hasn't been this high in weeks, if not months. The porn you're forced to watch doesn't help and only makes your heart beat faster. "Good Girls get fat".

"You feel that nudge?", he asks and looks at you with a sinister grin. You nod, feeling the nudge against your pussy, which is already soaked. It stats to vibrate slowly, which you didn't see coming. It sends shivers down your spine and you already notice how your mind is starting to become blank. Your eyes constantly jump around between the screens, looking at cocks thrusting into pussies, cum shots, bouncing tits, jiggling asses, all at the same time on 25 screens. You're overwhelmed and don't know where to look. Everywhere are captions, heavily triggering you and making your pussy throb even more. "Well then, I guess you'll figure the rest out soon enough...", he finishes, gives your belly another pat, gropes your tits, and then just leaves the cell. Him leaving makes you panic slightly, but then the speakers turn on, playing some hypno track of fucking sounds, moaning, and several voices telling you to drink, give in, goon, get fatter, indulge, surrender, obey, serve, fatten, throb, grind, grow. You struggle not to lose the last bit of your mind, as you're bombarded by porn, captions, and the hypno audio track.

You hear a "ding" sound, and shortly after, a sweet, creamy liquid flows into your mouth. The second the sugar hits your tongue, the vibrator fires up, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. "Drink, drink, drink, drink, ..." pops up everywhere on the screens, conveniently censoring all the cocks, pussies, tits, and butts. The hypno track tells you in echoing voices that "good girls drink up", "it tastes soooo good", and "every gulp makes you even wetter". You hate how good the shake tastes, actually offering a full, sweet flavor that makes you want to just keep drinking. Before you know it, you've downed your first liter, the ceiling display reads 165lbs. The shake stops and the vibrator slows down again. Little do you know that people online can spend their money to both turn on your vibrator or to force more calories down your throat.

Before you know it, half an hour has gone by. Your pussy drips, your thighs are sticky and the sweat is running down your skin. Your mind is completely empty now, your eyes jump between the many screens of porn, frustrated that 9/10 times the intimate areas are censored by captions but every time they're not, you feel a rush, as you see a pair of tits bouncing up and down while she's being fucked. You never know when the next "ding" comes, but as soon as it does, you feel immense pleasure and always get very close to cumming. Unfortunately, you can't manage to get over the edge, but that might be by design. Another half hour later, the porn pauses. At first you don't get why, but it seems to be your break. The metal restraints open, freeing your ankles and wrists. You look up to the ceiling display, which reads 168lbs.

The first thing you do once your hands are free is rubbing your pussy. You just need to cum, after being stimulated like this for an hour. But the second you touch your pussy, your collar gives you a mild shock. "No touching", echoes from the speakers. You try getting up from the chair to go to the toilet, your legs are shaky and weak. You can barely walk, but luckily there is a railing mounted to the wall to help you get there. This will especially come in handy once you're a couple hundred pounds heavier. After finishing, you see the timer ticking, "02:13", "02:12", "02:11", so you waddle back to the chair and sit down again, the restraints automatically fasten. This will be your life from now on.

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Thank you very much for reading! Depending on how you like this, I might turn it into a much longer, full story, which I'll also be reading/recording audios for. To ensure my efforts are worth it, please write a comment or dm about whether or not you want more of this. Thank you very much!

[wesley-marvel-humiliation]

Sissy Babyslave Sale Preparations

My tummy maxed out from bottle after bottle over the past hour, thinking my feeding is finally over, bloated beyond capacity only to have Mommy’s two busting full nipples waiting to be emptied.

Big, full and soft, already dripping as she presses them against my lips, regardless of where I am and who’s watching. I want to try and resist but the hypno and conditioning takes over and just cant help but suck, feeling my belly creak as it expands just that little bit more.

Forced into a docile state and unable to move because of the bloating, the rest of the permanent baby procedure can move forward without any fuss or fight. 

Once strapped to the changing table my pampers would get untapped and chastity cage would get unlocked.

A smaller chastity cage would be produced from Mommy’s purse…Along with quick dry cement.

The key is broken and sealed inside the tiny cage's lock. Mommy then grabs a huge bulging enema bag covered in tons of soapy suds attached to Uncle Nozzle, a huge hollow dildo shaped enema nozzle. 

My already full tummy is going to be made even more full?! I’m already looking like i’m about to have a baby myself.

Lubed up and easily slipped into my bottom, the nozzle is twirled and pumped in and out so the condom that was placed over my new tiny chastity cage catching my milking fills up nicely. This will be added to my bedtime bottle later after I’ve been allowed to empty my tummy into my thick diapers.

Finally with enough twirling and long thrusts, I have a last and FINAL caged spurt. Immediately after Mommy shouts “She’s ready!” And a big naked man with a throbbing cock walks in from the other room.

The man pulls my head back to lean off my changing table and as he plunges into my throat Mommy releases the enema bag clip causing a torrent of bubbles and warm liquid to fill my lower half.

I moan muffled cries of agony as I get filled and filled. The man lasting much longer than the enema finally pulls out keeping the tip of his member in my mouth so I have no choice but to taste and swallow every bit of his load as it erupts over and over.

Uncle Nozzle is removed slowly and then replaced with my 10 inch long, lifelike, girthy dildo named Daddy. My pampers get tapped back on and another larger diaper is added on top.

Mommy dresses me in my tight footed sleeper and locks the zipper in the back before locking each of my limbs down in my crib for naptime.

The feeding tube is attached to my pacifier gag, and my milking from Uncle Nozzle is poured into the bag followed by whatever mystery mixture Mommy decided to give me. The clip is released so it slowly fills my mouth.

With all the baby monitors mounted in the nursery, everything is live-streamed online for all to see. As the cramps give way to a very messy diaper the bidding for a babyslave starts.

Hundreds of viewers watching me writhe, listening to me whimper, waiting for my loud messy "BLORT" to signal the start of their bidding.

[phantomwitch16]

With play testing of Hades 2 being streamed, there have been many thoughts and discussions on what could have happened to Zagreus and the rest of the

I've already made a post previously talking what could have happened to Zag before so I'll leave that here. But to sum it up, Zag is probably the first taken down by him before going after the rest of the house.

If they're going to go with what happened in the Orphic myths about Zagreus, then its more than likely that Kronos was likely inspired by the stories Zag told Orpheus as a joke or he decided to a page from his children's book and rip Zag apart before eating him. Possibly in front of Hades and Persephone who would be...very upset.

If he is going to be a boss, I imagine Kronos would get him to say the most vile stuff to hurt and distract Mel. Pretty much unloading everything that happened in the first game and ruining whatever imagine Mel has of her family. Really just punching the players in the stomach with his venom because he really does say a few harsh things in the game.

Because this would actually do a lot in terms of the development of the main cast. Obviously, this would possibly rehash some trauma for the Olympians and a load of gods who were displaced to the surface(?) with some like Hermes (and maybe Hypnos) being used to get info on what Kronos is doing.

Hades and Zagreus, however, are especially interesting. Obviously, we've seen that their relationship had it's ups and downs, with Hades mostly being the one at fault for them and Zag also not helping. At the end of the first game we see that their relationship is better but fragile. They get on well enough but they're not close. The only thing that they're both have in common, other than their stubbornness is their excitement for Mel. It is one of few things they talk about but there are also things that they are worried about. With Persephone being pregnant, it's likely Hades looked back on how Zagreus was raised and hopes for to have a better relationship with Mel. Meanwhile, Zag probably just wants to be there for Mel and have some fun with her in between his runs.

So the thought of Hades possibly watching his son getting ripped to pieces before being swallowed up much like he was might...foster some regret on his part. But be motivation for the two to facilitate a better relationship.

[redstone-sun]

something really cool about decked out is that bc it keeps the hermits in close proximity in the waiting room and also they're all doing the same thing for the most part, we are getting a TON of hermit interactions. i know hermits helping hermits is a thing but i dont watch streams, so this is like christmas for me. its also made me go seek out content by hermits i dont usually watch which really speaks to the cultural impact of decked out 2 on hermitcraft where you hear about other hermits doing xyz thing in their run either from tango or a different hermit or just other hermitblrs and youre like hey i wanna go see that! ive watched gem's, hypno's, false's, and scar's episodes and its been so cool to branch out a little. i probably wont stick with it for long if only because keeping up with the uhh four or five hermits i watch normally is a full time job and also bc sometimes their content just doesnt vibe with me, i know some people MIGHT. so tango is actively helping people discover other hermits through this game. i can't speak highly of it enough.

[wandering-the-end]

Word count: 997 So. This was originally just supposed to be a snippet to post here. Now it’s become part of a first chapter of an au. Hope you enjoy some Welsno?

Hypno was leaning on the porch railing, looking out at the darkness surrounding the few scattered buildings that made up the edge of their neighborhood. He could take a deep breath and smell the food being cooked inside, and the chatter wasn’t something he could escape from, even from out here.

He looked up at the sky wistfully, his mind wandering. It was a beautiful night; he would give anything to go out, past the lights of the neighborhood, and find somewhere to lay down and watch the stars, glittering in the sky. It was something he had done in the past, but not now, not tonight. His family would notice that he was gone.

He noticed a shooting star out of the corner of his eye, and a small smile creeped across his face as he followed it across the sky. He made a silent wish, his eyes never leaving it.

The star streaked across the sky, ‘falling’ closer and closer to the ground - wait, what the hell?

Hypno’s eyes were wide as he watched the star getting brighter as it fell towards the ground, appearing as if it was actually close and about to crash not very far from him. Was this a meteor or something?! Hypno couldn’t figure it out.

When it disappeared from view, he snapped out of his stupor and jumped down the few steps to the ground, taking off into the night, following the path he thought it had took.

He crashed through underbrush and ran through open, patches of long grass, almost falling into a stream once. By the time he made it to the edge of the crater, he was panting heavily, and his legs wanted to collapse out from under him. But he forced himself to step into the crater, almost slipping multiple times on the smooth, slanted surface. He closed his eyes against the bright light the thing at the bottom was emitting, continuing to take slow, cautious steps forward.

Why was this thing glowing? Why did it not decimate the entire surrounding area?

These questions were swirling around in Hypno’s mind as he stumbled before he caught himself. The next step he took forward, his hands met something warm. He pulled his hands away, before hesitantly returning them. Was that skin?

He opened his eyes slowly, and, thankfully, he wasn’t being blinded by light anymore. Instead, there was a person looking up at him with a blank look on their face. Hypno realized that he was touching their shoulder, and immediately pulled his hands away. After that, he immediately realized multiple other things about this person.

They were glowing. They were right in the center of the crater, where the thing that had fallen from the sky was supposed to be. Also, Hypno wasn’t sure if they had any clothes on or not.

“Hello?” Hypno managed, deciding to put the bizarreness of the situation out of his mind, and instead focus on getting them somewhere safe.

“Hello?” They echoed, their piercing blue eyes never leaving him. Hypno shivered - it felt like every part of his being was being inspected by their gaze.

“Hi! I’m not sure where you’re from or why you’re here, but we should probably get you somewhere not in the middle of nowhere, right?” Hypno continued, crouching down so that he was eye-level to them.

“Right…” they echoed, their blank expression changing to something he couldn’t quite read.

“Hey, my name is Hypno, what about you?” He tried, getting up again and offering them a hand, which they took. Hypno pulled them up, but they looked contemplative.

“A name. I don- well. Well. You can call me Wels?” They replied, giving him a nervous smile.

Hypno gave them a small smile back, hating the way his heartbeat sped up, and he could feel his cheeks heating up. Damnit, that smile…

“Yes, well, anyway, we should get you somewhere safe,” Hypno repeated, turning away. He could feel their gaze boring into the back of his head, but it felt less intense this time.

“Somewhere safe? Where’s that?” Wels asked.

“I, um. I guess we could get you back to my house, we would have to sneak you past my family though,” Hypno replied, starting to navigate back up the slope of the crater. He focused on the ground in the semi-darkness, not wanting to misstep. It was a miracle that he had even gotten to the bottom without falling in the first place.

“Sneak me past your family, why would we need to do that?” Wels asked from in front of him, and Hypno’s head snapped up to see Wels standing at the edge of the crater. They reached a hand out to him like he had done a moment before, and Hypno took it, letting them pull him up while he stared at them in shock.

“How did you- nevermind,” he muttered, starting off in the direction he had come from, the light that Wels gave off letting him see the faint path he had made only minutes before. It only got more prominent the further they went, the loss of Hypno’s energy as he ran apparent. Weird, he wasn’t feeling that now. Oh well, he wasn’t really complaining. “And to answer your question, we’ll need to sneak past my family, because if they see me trying to bring someone they both don’t know and have never heard about into the house, they won’t be very happy.”

Someone who’s actively glowing and doesn’t have any clothes on. His mind supplied as he was explaining it to Wels, and he pushed it away quickly. “Anyway, I know how to do it. We’ll be fine, don’t worry.”

“Alright,” Wels murmured from behind him. Hypno took a deep breath as he focused his gaze on the path ahead of them. This would be fine, he tried to convince himself, but with the twisting feeling in his stomach, he knew that he didn’t believe his own words.

[riacte]

Yeah yeah TNT trap but one bit of the stream that absolutely fascinated me was the neighbours solidarity between Ren Iskall and Beef. Ren and Beef freaking out over Iskall running back and targeting False if they ever let sight of him. Ren's brain having dived into a "it's us against them" mentality and being anxious around the mountain people because of course he does that, it’s his favourite hermit’s life on the line. Of course he would see as some sort of war even though nothing happened. Ren naming their voice chat group something boring and nondescript like “neighbourhood planning” so no one would join. He’s both still Ministering and keeping up with the theatrics by pretending to be in a so painfully boring meeting. Neighbourhood mafia boys trying to kill Bdubs (for False). Iskall being like lmao you guys are stupid. Lol. Anyways.

And it was so funny how when the trap was done, they were like ahhaha lol see you guys later. Or never. We never knew each other.

AND THEN BDUBS LOGGED ON.

Which naturally freaked everyone out. And what was fucking funny is that other people like Grian, Joe, and Hypno were online and aware of the scheme. They even made references to it in chat. Grian and Joe at least were watching Ren’s stream, because of course he was streaming a top secret operation (and Beef later was like WHY ARE YOU EVEN STREAMING and Ren was like 🥺 this is why I’m a bad reaper). But I don’t think anyone snitched. Everyone acted normal, if not nosy.

The part of the stream that charmed me and gave everyone the impression of “oh, we’re REALLY in it now” was when Ren was alone in his Gigahut and someone whispered to him about Bdubs being on. And those three neighbourhood members met up in Ren’s hut and just sat there panicking and talking about Bdubs. It was so tense. They were the image of three scared whimpering people huddled together on a sofa in the relative safety of their neighbourhood (far away from Bdubs’ trap). (On a side note, I’m always glad when builds are somehow the backdrop for dramatic and tense moments because the build instantly feels lived in and the space feels used. Like there’s a core memory attached to the build now.)

And in the end, they decided to venture out to spy on Bdubs. Which they did for an hour. With spyglasses and crouching. And Ren, good old Ren, was pushed centerstage because he was the second reaper to ever exist and still hadn’t gotten a kill AND he was dead set on supporting his False, and since it was the final two, Bdubs has to go.

Watching the hermitchat go by while those three were intensely studying Bdubs like a nature documentary was hilarious. Seemingly nondescript discussions. The trio panicking and then Grian sent out “have faith”, which might be in reference to G’s own fishing thing but the trio took it as a double message for their own plan (since G was watching the stream). All the whispering. It’s killing me. And False logging on, mostly unprotected (because they were all away!!) and Cleo being like yayy I have no allegiance to False I’ll blow up whatever <3 And False saying she needed a miracle and those three were like WE ARE TRYINGGG (False was aware the three were trapping). Ren’s refusal to say something in chat because he’s a red name and he’s tense.

Ren had to be the one to activate the trap (even though Beef was the one who suggested it and Iskall laid out the redstone). SO the other two had to leave him alone while they engaged Bdubs in discussion so Ren could sneak in and blow them up. Our poor reaper had to fly solo with 2.9k people on his stream. “It’s just you and me, chat”. He’s sat there for three hours. He’s missing dinner.

AND BEEF YELLING AT REN TO ACTIVATE THE TRAP WAS SO STRESSFUL. Even when the ruse was up, and even when Beef and Iskall were like hahaha Ren you SUCK so bad, Ren continued with his last shred of hope and absolute last shred of dignity. He lied. And Beef was probably like 👀 Ren hasn’t given up yet! Gotta distract Bdubs more!

I haven’t watched much Beef before this but now I’m quite charmed with him. He’s great with improv, fucking hilarious to bounce off with, and kept calm and steady throughout the operation. I love how him and Iskall had to hold Ren back from charging in like a madman and blowing himself up because doggy self sacrificial tendencies. Beef was the brains and common sense. And I love how supportive he was of Ren the entire time.

🥺 Beefrenskall. The trappers. The neighbours. Flying high their banner for False. Wanting to be a miracle for her. 🥺🥺🥺

[apollosfavedaughter]

Do you write poly? And if you do, could you write Percy x Annabeth x gn!hyonos!reader? :33 I would appreciate that! And if not is there a chance about gn!hypnos!reader x Kayla Knowles (she isn’t really recognised so if not that okay too)

𝚔𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚊 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚜 x hypnos!reader

a/n: okay so I don't write poly (I'm sorry i should've clarified on my account) but I do love kayla so here you go!

*also THANK YOU for asking! always appreciate it

also it's kayla x fem!reader so I hope thats okay! if not, lmk!

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kayla is the type of girlfriend who always has a hair tie on her wrist and gives it to you without saying anything when your hair gets in your face during training

she teaches you how to properly string a bow, even if you don’t care about archery — “just in case,” she says, as she adjusts your grip and tries not to blush when your hands touch

she wears your camp necklace around her wrist when you’re apart on quests. like a bracelet. because she says it keeps you close to her aim

kayla never minds when you fall asleep on her. during meals. in the middle of her talking. while you’re supposed to be sparring. she just pulls you closer and lets you rest, brushing your hair out of your face gently like it’s a reflex

you have this sleepy, dreamy kind of voice in the mornings and it makes kayla’s heart stutter every time you say her name

when you hold hands, your aura calms her — like physically calms her. her thoughts slow down. her muscles relax. she says it’s like being wrapped in golden hour

she writes you little notes because she knows you dream-walk and sometimes the lines between dreams and reality blur for you. the notes say things like "i’m real. you’re loved. breakfast is waffles. love you."

she's terrified of falling asleep in the hypnos cabin because she had a nightmare once about falling into the streams of the lethe

but eventually she warms up to the cabin and when she falls asleep there, she always has peaceful dreams

you helped her dye her hair

she likes watching you drift off. you always say something cryptic right before you sleep. “the moon is listening tonight,” or “don’t trust the second sun.” it creeps her out. she still writes it all down, just in case

whenever she goes on quests (or vice versa) you try to find each other in dreams. neither of you are sure it's real until you reunite and be like: "wait was that really you? prove it, what was the first thing I said?"

a/n pt 2: okay tysm for the req! i had sm fun writing thiss

𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙢.𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 / 𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙

[needybimbopuppy]

okay so hii!! im gonna be playing ffxiv and taking a shot every time i die and i thought it would be like fun to stream it so im gonna go live at this link hehehehe!!! i also like will be smoking and drinking otherwise where i can and like listened to hypno a bit preparing hehe so im probably not gonna play well but thats the fun hehehe omg come watch!!!

[cult-of-lilith]

your bioshock stream yesterday was very fun but abt halfway through I realised the hypno file I found one time called "Would you kindly" was just a reference to bioshock and I spent the whole time reeling over that and also jumping whenever you or the game said it,,,

You have a very pretty voice btw I will try to watch your streams more often

Thank you I'm so glad you had fun! I am not surprised in the slightest there are would you kindly hypno files. I'm sure it was an awakening for a lot of people! My next stream is gonna be dishonored which will be a real fun one! Unfortunately, temperatures are going to reach medically concerning levels in the next few days so idk if I'll be able to stream until Tuesday or Wednesday

[princeblue33]

can we just talk about how freaking amazing decked out is

First of all, this is a game within a game. We've always known that Minecraft redstone has insane capabilities, but Tango has taken this to such an extreme. Decked Out could exist as a game on its own, but no, it's built entirely within Minecraft vanilla survival, using only a few resource packs here and there to help it function- and most of those make nothing more than quality of life changes. I'm not a redstone person myself, so everything he does is just gibberish to me, but I know enough to understand how impressive it is.

The game itself is expertly designed. Tango clearly understands how to build a game that encourages strategy and exploration and creates a functional system of risk and reward. At week one, we've barely seen half of the depth that can go into building the ultimate deck. The creative building that went into designing each level is insane, and it's truly its own world to explore.

And then there's the social aspect of it. Decked Out is bringing the hermits together in a way that in all my years of watching Hermitcraft since season 6, I have never seen. They're streaming just to play it and uploading hour long videos of it, and half of that is just them jumping around in the lobby and chatting with each other. I've literally never watched Hypno or Vintagebeef, much less seen Tango and Scar interact with them, but because I've been watching Tango and Scar's streams I know so much more about them and how cool they are.

I love decked out. I love the grand hall with everyone's crypts, Cub's dojo and Joe's guppy geyser, I love the little scoreboard hallway where everyone hangs out and chats between runs, with the board of everyone's heads and their names listed with little inside jokes. I love Gem basically just living in Decked Out even though she's out of shards, just to chat with people who pop by. I love everyone's twitch chat freaking out whenever Etho logs on. I love the waiting room they created on day one, how it clashes with everything Deep Frost Citadel stands for. I love how they want to help each other, giving tips and hints, how they embraced the pay it forward mechanic (until Tango killed it). I love Mrs. T popping by to cause problems. I love watching runs in first person, the adrenaline of it- I love that I got to be there watching live when Scar successfully made his first run to level two and escaped with his artifact. And I love Tango sitting behind the scenes, giggling and offering unhelpful hints and just basking in the glory of what he has created.

There has never been anything like decked out on Hermitcraft before, and I can only hope that it lasts for as long as possible.

[bbluesrreality]

I’ve posted a really hot clip of me jerking strap to twitter that I can’t stop watching over and over again and thinking about hypno and editing and my creation process and dance and the person in the mirror and self worship and rumination and how to be a better person. I spend a lot of time staring at my own face and body and perhaps it’s a defense mechanism to eroticize myself to myself, or maybe my ability to do so is why I decided to do what I do, but watching my own body orgasm over and over again on Premiere to monitor sound levels and color grade and make sure the pacing is good and crop to what I want to audience to focus on or change angle at the right time to maintain visual variety, makes me wet in my seat.

Being able to pay my bills with ass money has done a lot of my self esteem, genuinely, but it kind of makes me fear the day something goes wrong. Something changes about me that I didn’t know what was made me desirable enough to be paid in the public’s eyes… the day I share too human an experience, or become disabled in a way that effects my ability to work. (more than my moderate depression and anxiety and adhd effect it already) will be a very difficult one on my ego. I will continue to cultivate other skills and I feel lucky to feel like I have other options in life if I decide this is no longer fulfilling me at some point. I feel like I will add on other jobs or skills to what I’m doing now, most likely, rather than change up completely, but that could become a lot very quickly and I don’t want to spread myself too thin, and I’m not meeting my personal goals for media production in general at the moment, so I’m going to continue to focused on getting organized and regular with my life and establishing internal routine that feels healthy and natural, outside of the rule of the academic calendar. I’m feeling really unstructured in general.

New tangent: I’m excited to explore using lifestyle BDSM with my partner to help me fulfill my own goals. He’s got a pretty self-controlled mindset with his own goals but he… he has a soft spot for me and it makes it hard for him to be strict. I’m a little bit of a brat and am less on top of my own self control with work than I want to be, but the moments he’s tried a sternness with me, especially with me putting off streaming, it’s made me want to do it less. I usually enjoy streaming, but the worry of how it will feel IF it ends up being a bad night, and how long the setup takes me in my bedroom-as-studio-and-camroom organization, keeps me from starting enthusiastically pretty frequently. Aside from that there’s a sitcom-like cast of family and loved ones in my life and I have various, sometimes unpredictably time intensive responsibilities to them that can drain me before I’m able to do the actively money-making part of my job, streaming or filming.

I keep rearranging my room to try to minimize the amount or room I have to clean to stream, that would be a big help, but I hate the idea of putting the desk in the middle of the room kinda and chopping it up. I need space to dance close up, and far away, and sit on the big leather office chair, or sit in the big plush loveseat, or sit myself on the ground and stretch all sexy and stuff.

He’s really my biggest fan. He got me a lovense mini fucking machine to help motivate me and also bring in that BANK and I’m so pumped to unveil it on stream. We do monthly check ins and I think this next one, we’re going to sort of reflect on and rewire our whole system- look at what was working, what was not, adjust and set new goals, and I want to learn more about how lifestyle stuff could help transfer his ability to abide by a more rigid structure to me through sexual rewards and motivation. I mean my job makes me horny anyway, we did a week where he hid my vibrator until I posted on Reddit each day and it worked, but he’s not around to do that all the time. Ohhh maybe a lockbox…

It can work. I know it can work. This year I intend to revolutionize the way I use BDSM as self-help and focus in on what I want from it. It’s really good for conditioning new desired behaviors, it seems like, and I want to be upswing these tools more frequently and with more intention. And to learn to articulate and share those methods with others. Kink is a powerful tool that is stigmatized in part by its ability to enact a great amount of harm, but, kinks is fun and beautiful and cathartic and has huge capacity to be constructive for the lives of a huge number of people. I feel so profoundly thankful that I get to be a person who is afforded the time to think about sex and psych and sociology so much. Adults allowing themselves to play, questioning deeply what it is they want in life and what experiences they derive pleasure from, and forming intricate, intimate social bonds, is an opportunity we all should be afforded and I am happy to be a hot person encouraging more people to be hot and chill and comfortable with their desires and seek satisfaction and connection that makes us all better, more empathetic, more productive, whatever, together.

Happy 2025!

[shade-e-e-es]

I will say since it’s hypno day for hermit a day may I genuinely suggest you go watch his streams on twitch

He doesn’t always play Minecraft but he loves talking to his chat and his streams are usually really nice!! Please go give him a chance he’s one of the longest playing hermits and he’s a delight to watch 🙏

[strobbylemonade]

Hermitcraft Season 9 Retrospective

Across 3 versions and nearing the span of 2 years, HC9 has been an absolutely delightful and awe-filled experience. A summary and retrospective of Hermitcraft Season 9, and a personal introspection of how this season has affected me over the years. Words: 1099 Read Length: 5mins 30secs

Like many, Mumbo was my introduction into Hermitcraft - I started watching a bit way through "Sixfinity" and the absolute scale of the projects then blew me away. I honestly didn't think they could pull it off better, just so many fantastic builds over such a long time that it would take a monumental effort to beat it.

Boy was I wrong.

I watched Mumbo bumble through the start of the series, with him, Scar and Grian blasting their way through the diamond war and move out of the rampaged starting area - I began watching Scar as Scarland unfolded in all of its monumental glory, but I really only preferred watching Mumbo.

And then he went on break.

Previously I thought it was insane that some people watched so many members - how do you have so much time on your hands? But when every single member of the server spends so much time and breathes so much life into their builds, their projects, and their community, you can't help but stop and stare (Decked Out aside - Scarland and Pearl's gorgeous alien base are the two most astonishing builds I've seen in my life).

Not only did Mumbo taking a break encourage me to watch other hermits, but there was also a melting pot of individual projects and community events: The King and its following war (where I started watching the Soup Group more often, and my now-favourite hermit, Pearl), the Rift, Stat Poker, TCG, the Prank Wars (again), Decked Out, and lately the Hermitcraft Grand Prix. The community events went above and beyond in entertainment and creativity, and also displayed the fantastic organisational skills (especially Rendog and Grian) needed to create collaborations of such scale.

Again I must sing Decked Out 2's praises - it may as well be one of the most impressive feats built mostly by one person in survival Minecraft. I've watched so many of Tango's streams - through him, I've both seen a different side of the hermits I'm familiar with (congratulations to Pearl for beating decked out), and saw the best side of hermits I don't watch often (Hypno is such a fantastic and intelligent runner). And our other highly detailed all-season-project card-deck-based not-so-mini-minigame this season - VintageBeef's TCG - was also turned into a real card game! Both bringing hermits together hermits to play the game, and commissioning so many fantastic and dedicated Hermitcraft fan-artists to draw art for the IRL cards, Hermitcraft TCG was no doubt a hallmark of the community, both with the hermits and fans.

And to the "hermit-adjacent" series, honourable mentions go out to: 1. The thrilling and murderous Life Series (which had THREE seasons during S9!) 2. The fantastic Imp & Skizz podcast (Impulse is now a part of my "hermit-rotation", and fingers crossed for Skizz in S10!) 3. The Hermitcraft Recap which I've sat down and watched during my breaks at uni every Monday (both catching me up with the members I don't watch and also saving my sanity)

One thing I would like to talk about is TinFoilChef, who passed away last year. I honestly didn't believe it happened. I very rarely watched him on occasion, and he never really appeared in the people who I watched's videos - a true hermit in every aspect of the word. I've seen the neatly lined mines in the previous seasons, spreading out like tendrils just underneath the surface of the beautiful builds - a functional, cacophonous, and sprawling web of mines dug out by hand, invisible above ground but ever-present.

Season 10 will be the first season without him.

It's been a while since he passed. He reminded me a bit of my father, and him just being gone hit close to home. I just assumed he'd be on Hermitcraft forever, somehow. I do thank you, TFC, for your laughter and your boisterous presence. You'll be sorely missed, and Hermitcraft will always carry a piece of you with it.

This season alone has spanned many of my personal milestones - it started in my final year of high school, some of the emotionally roughest times in my life, and has stayed with me through the first year of university. It's seen me graduate, get a job, file my taxes for the first time, go to my first anime convention, make a Twitter and Tumblr account, make friends, lose friends, and comforted me throughout. There's something special about coming back after a rough day, falling apart at the seams, and being able to put on some smooth music as the most gorgeous monument you've seen gets constructed in front of your very eyes. There's something comforting about knowing that no matter how many firsts or lasts I'm going through, and how scary it is, I can always turn on a video by someone I love watching and turn my brain off for a second. Having this exciting (thanks Decked Out) yet confidently unending (thanks, Decked Out) was some stability I really needed in my life. Having Hermitcraft - the server, the game, the community - to always come back to, and spinning stories out of funny little block people during times when everything felt so serious and talking to friends was overwhelming, made my life that much better.

Overall, like Season 9, this retrospective is nearing an end. I've definitely missed some things, the biggest of which is Xisuma's Vanilla Tweaks and otherwise commitment to the server, but otherwise here's a quick recap of my personal highlights of the season:

Here's the hermits I started watching this season: Pearl, Bdubs, Tango, Gem, Impulse, Grian, Scar, Zedaph, and a handful of Doc, X, Cleo, and Ren. 14/26 - that's over half the members! For someone who's only been watching one hermit for 4 years beforehand, that's a feat for me.

And here's my favourite moments and events: • The entire run of Decked out • The entire run of TCG • Doc's Perimeter • The entire server covering Doc's Perimeter • Any moment where the hermits have just come together and hung out (Waiting in minigame lobbies in particular) • Pearl, Bdubs, and Scar's absolutely magnificent and artistically wonderful megabases • "This time on Hermitcraft - Me!" by Pixilriffs during the crossover • Hermitcraft x Gamers Outreach charity stream (where they hit the goal before the stream even started!) • All Zedvancements

My love goes out to the Hermitcraft server, its members, and its community; here's to wonderful Season 10, and a well deserved break for all the hermits.

[bootyyyyshaker900]

The afternoon had started as a family photo-scavenger-hunt. April had gathered you all up, including Draxum to your ceaseless delight, for a day of bonding and gaining familiarity and comfort with the city in which you now lived.

You had already begun stretching your touristic knowledge of the city and its landmarks, bouncing on your feet as you descended from the viewpoint when- New York wasn't usually this desolate, was it?

Donnie. What did you do?

You don't have time to exclaim in offence at the accusation before a familiar cackle fills the air, several large mystic screens alighting the streets with the human visage of Big Mama.

Ladies and gentlemen, it's the moment you've been waiting for - my long promised fantastic wizbang. Battle Nexus New York!

You blink.

Sorry. Wizbang New York what what what?

Smile, turtley-boos! My bloodthirsty audience is paying top didgeri-dollar to watch you get destroyed by my Battle Nexus champion.

Uh, we didn't sign up for this!

You see Leo shrug and lean over to ask Mikey a question, away from Big Mama's ears.

(Did April sign us up for this?)

April, did you-?

Michael turns to ask her, but he cuts himself off. You take the cue to look around, ice flooding your extremities at the realization. You hardly hear his next words.

Wait, what have you done with April? And Draxum?!?! And dad?!?!?!

You hadn't even noticed their disappearance. The three of them had vanished beneath your snout, somehow, and you hadn't even noticed!

Not to worry, dear! The people of New York are in the palm of my hand, all properly pacified inside this mystic thingamajig!

She holds up a glowing orange orb, slightly smaller than a bowling ball by your estimates. It's a containment sphere, one meant to keep occupants docile and unquestioning of their predicament through manufactured mental disorientation and generally pleasant stimulus. You know this, because you built it on commission for her in exchange for her assistance and transportation, back when you were still trying to resurrect the Shredder.

Your task is simple: defeat my champions, and you win your city back. Fail, and you lose it all.

What?

Mama! You promised!

Mikey whines. You think you're going to throw up. How could you have forgotten all the trinkets you'd made her? How many other tricks does she have up her spidery sleeves that have just slipped your mind?

It's okay, guys, We got this. As long as the Mad Dogs are together, we can work through anything.

Big Mama laughs. You really think you're going to puke.

Well, of course you silly billies can work together, just not how you think!

She snaps, and one-by-one you're all whipped up by a transportation spell. You fling yourself at Raph, hoping to confuse the streams into taking you together, but you're gone before you can get close enough.

You yelp as you make contact with the ground, an electric weight making itself known as a tug on your wrist. You dry heave, and another familiar voice commentates.

Yeesh. That doesn't look good. You alright, mate? Donatello, was it?

You groan.

Hey, Ron. You get those-- urk-- those letters of recommendation I sent over?

Can't say that I did. Been a little bit occupied lately! Didn't you lot notice?

I thought you and worm-man just retired. No?

Nope.

Oh. Sorry.

You lift your head and notice where you've landed. Central Park. The air is dim and dour - much different from the cool and crisp feeling it had when you'd gone for that walk with Neon. You get to your feet with the hippo mutant's help, and spot a pair of benches, one being occupied by some kind of kraken Yokai. He leers at you as you both take a seat across from him, and Big Mama's voice booms to life once again.

Cortex is the smartest yokai in the Hidden City, and the cruellest. Lose, and he keeps the turtle in his collection of game pieces!

You groan. You've only ever lost to Leo at chess, but the stakes are high. You crack your knuckles and throw on an uneasy grin.

Alright Hypno, I've got this!

At least, that's what you think before you're hit square in the plastron with a transformation spell. Your world shrinks and divides, and you find yourself taking the place of every white piece on the board.

Ah. I see.

If any of you somehow win your battley-bing, come to my hotel and set your people free. Do be sporting chaps and put on a fantastic show for us. My subscribers are paying me a fortune to watch you all suffer. Now, on with Battle Nexus New York!