#is hypnosis real?

[misscammiedawn]

One thing to remember about hypnosis is that it is a matter of following along and remaining focused.

Much of the stereotypical concepts such as eye fixations, reacting to the word 'sleep' and even the concept of 'down' work because we expect them to work.

That is to say, we have been culturally programmed to understand certain ideas and concepts as hypnotic and as being correct while following along in hypnosis.

We get drifty and floaty, we get sleepy and soft, we drift down and deep. We do this because it is what people do, it is understood.

But it is quite possible and simple to change the tempo and experiment with the methods, feelings and language. Instead of going down, deep into your mind, falling inwards... why not attempt to allow your thoughts to just start floating out of your mind, dissociating and yet tethered to the hypnotist's words, being drawn out of your mind and into my words.

Instead of letting yourself become loose and limp and docile and placid, which are all lovely things for a hypnotee to be, why not become focused, engaged, finding that every part of your mind and body is locked in and guided?

Hypnosis is all about expectations and trust, about focus and guided dissociation.

Experiment. It's fun and may lead to some experiences way off of the beaten path.

[linka-from-captain-planet]

BG3 needed a fancy gala mission for very important plot reasons and not just because

Florrick in gown

[deliriuxe]

Oh my God, this is so unbearable

Make it stop— this is more than medical

All I want is to feel beautiful inside and out...

You're the one that can save me from myself

Destruction, triple nine, I need your help

All I want is to feel beau t i f u l . . .

[kiwiscribbles]

Ooooo also follow and visit my Etsy oooo~

[curiosa-hypnotica]

You are deeply hypnotized, totally pliant and docile. So I plant a new suggestion in your mind: you know everything I tell you is right.

Then I wake you up and tell you all about it.

You are very fuzzy but you manage to think a little.

What's that? You already believed I'm always right? You feel no change at all in your mind? You knew I am right when I told you so?

Of course you did. 😈

[h-sleepingirl]

He destroys me and makes me look so beautiful

[writinggremlin]

Ok, here's interesting concept for ya'll to chew on for a bit:

Mind control/hypnosis, but it's so subtle that barely anyone realizes that there's been a change. It's nearly imperceivable. Anything that is noticeable can easily be chalked up to normal character development.

Anyone who grows suspicious can easily be seen as paranoid, even to other unaffected people. There's no tangible proof, there's no evidence-- sure they're acting a little different, but a lot can happen in a week. Nobody's the same on Friday as they were on Monday.

It's all in your head.

You're overthinking things.

It's fine.

They're fine.

Everything's fine.

Here's some medicine to help with your anxiety.

So many ways this could be applied though. As a virus trying to stay under the radar, a cult with a leader who has these powers, hell I can see applications for vampires or other species that relies on enthralling humans too (they could let their thrall be out in public, unsupervised, and nobody would even be suspicious enough to try to break them out of it. And if they did it would make them seem like a weirdo.) (There's also the whole idea of vampires being able to be more public a little more safely because obviously mind control isn't real! That's all fictional, Hollywood nonsense! These people want to be fed on, and they're willingly offering themselves up of their own volition, because they like it. They can refuse at any time and I'll respect that, isn't that right?).

It's not disillusionment, it's not denial, it's literally just the tiniest of changes on the surface, that have more noticeable impacts the deeper you look at it.

And for those who realize, who become obsessed and paranoid, spiraling into topics that are nothing more than illusive myths and conspiracies, one day they will wake up and realize just how irrational they've been. Believing so deeply in something with so little evidence and so many gaps to jump just to reach those conclusions, it's silly, really. God they've wasted so much time being so scared over nothing.

Does the power even exist at all?

That question is where the horror lies. And I love it.

(Movie inspiration: Little Joe, a movie about a plant that makes people happy. What could ever go wrong with that?) (Warning: if you go to watch it, there's a reoccurring audio motif that sounds like this very loud, shrill, piercing tone. It is a little painful to listen to, and can easily get overstimulating. Be prepared to adjust your volume accordingly.)

[7-7-cherry]

HBD Dice <3 <3 <3

[merakiui]

You got me curious about why Trey, Deuce, and Jamil are into shark week.

Trey - it's Trey. He falls into the category that Rook is in: weird and unexplainable creature. <3 but also I just think he enjoys being messy and carnal from time to time. He would so enjoy having you rely on him when you're on your period, especially if you're suffering from cramps. >_< he'd tease you so much until you're yelling at him to eat you out so you can orgasm and feel relief.

Deuce - he was a delinquent, so he's absolutely seen his fair share of blood (like bloody noses from getting into fights). I think blood doesn't bother Deuce. He would do anything for you. He loves you so very much. Even if you feel messy or awkward when you're on your period, Deuce doesn't mind. He'll gladly stay between your thighs for however long you want. I think he does it just to try it with you once, but after that he can't stop thinking about you and how sensitive you were and how wet and warm and red it was...... orz before he realizes it he's shyly asking if you'll let him eat you out the next time you're on your period.

Jamil - he's always cleaning up messes, so maybe he wants to be a little messy himself sometimes. >:) I also just think Jamil's really good at oral. Maybe overblotting did something to him and before he was indifferent to period sex, but maybe now post-overblot he just loves how you taste on his tongue when he's lapping at your pretty, bloody pussy. OTL soft dub-con with him and you're too shy to have period sex with him, so he uses Snake Whisper on you and you've got this hazy, far-off look in your eyes while you shamelessly open your legs and reach down to spread your pussy at his command.

[spellbounddraws]

She couldn’t even enjoy her limited edition Summer Swirl ice cream before getting entranced by it

Such a shame T-T

[bakedbananners]

they are so funny when their combined 1,000 mental complexes don’t get in the way

[kuragesoda]

yumeno kanata gentaro

+ bonus process gif under the cut!!

[escapingarchives]

Consider:

Nureyev’s going undercover as a hypnotist for a show at a grand party of the wealthy (somewhere in the estate is a safe with some very important schematics he'd like to get his hands on).

He researches extensively, first pouring over books and then spending hours choosing outfits, rehearsing flourishes and precise movements. He’s also researching the heist itself, of course. But this time, Juno seems more annoyed with all the time he spends on his research. Juno lounges on the bed watching his boyfriend practicing his entrance over and over, only interrupted by occasional dives to double check his books.

Juno huffs and breaks the silence.

“What a bunch of bullshit, can you believe people actually think this hypnosis shit works? Controlling other people with your voice, my ass.” He rolls his shoulders, they've been tense for days, and the pain is worsening his mood.

“Oh now, it’s a performance like any other,” Nureyev replies, “but my research shows people can be put in a trance, can be hypnotized, provided they want it themselves. One cannot make someone do something against their will. They must want to be hypnotized, to let go and be open and obedient. It's quite interesting."

“Can’t see why anyone would want that at all.” Juno says in a snappy retort, but he considers it in his head. Being in a trance, mind blank, just floating and being open to... whoever’s in control. He’d hate it, of course, he’d feel way too vulnerable. Even more so in front of a crowd, at a show of all things. He needs to always be alert.

But…

Sometimes he just wants a break from it all, even his own head. Especially his own head. To relax and leave himself in the hands of... well. Maybe he can see the appeal, just a little.

He doesn’t say any of this out loud, of course. Nureyev just hums, practising how he'll pick his pendant out of his front pocket.

“Juno,” he says after a while, “since you’re not receptive to actually being hypnotized, can I test the act on you? Then you can tell me how it looks, without being distracted.” He smiles, one of his canines peeking out.

“Yeah, alright,” Juno replies, trying to sound nonchalant. He sits up at the edge of the bed, stretching a little, ignoring the little jump of excitement he feels for a brief moment. “But I’m still gonna tell you whenever you sound way too ridiculous.”

Nureyev's smile widens, and Juno's eye focus on his sharp teeth. “Wonderful, Juno.”

Nureyev starts with his grand entrance, speaking to the imaginary audience. Juno’s both in awe at his confidence and ability to glide seamlessly into the role, through the sheer ridiculousness of it all.

He resists the temptation to make a snide remark when Nureyev adresses an invisible audience member with the tales of his past deeds.

“… and I shall do it all, with this!” Nureyev reveals the crystal pendant he’s fastened to a chain in a dramatic flourish. “Now, esteemed audience, please quiet down so I can demonstrate my abilities on this lovely lady.”

He sits on a chair in front of Juno. “Now please Juno, focus on the crystal. Let your thoughts clear. All that matters is to keep your eye on the crystal, and listen to my voice…”

Juno rolls his eye, but still leans forward. Nureyev holds the crystal up by the chain so it catches the light, and starts swinging it slowly back and forth.

"That looks really stupid," Juno remarks.

Nureyev shushes him.

It’s a pretty jewel, probably worth quite a lot. Juno wonders where Nureyev stole it. It’s a deep violet that shifts from a sparkling, deep blue, into a gold-speckled pink. It naturally grabs his attention, swinging back and forth. The swinging part still looks stupid. But maybe it would be nice to...

The pendant swings, and Nureyev keeps talking in his smooth voice. This might not be so bad, after all. Juno doesn’t feel vulnerable, there’s nothing to be worried about, he knows he’s safe with Nureyev. Who’s currently speaking, but Juno can’t recall what he’s been saying. He focuses on Nureyev’s steady voice again; he loves listening to that melodic voice.

“You feel the tension leave your jaw, your neck, your chest, arms, that’s it, relax…”

It’s surprisingly easy, Juno thinks, to relax. Usually it’s hard to let go of all the tension that sits in his body. It's such a constant part of him that it almost feels strange how easy it melts from his limbs.

“… your stomach, your legs..."

He's breathing more deeply now, he notices. It's comfortable where he sits on the bed, letting his eye follow the pretty pendant that catches the light. He's safe here.

"...very good, relax for me, you're doing so well."

Juno feels warm at that. He's glad he's doing well. Nureyev's voice really suits this kind of thing, he thinks. Smooth and low and inviting. Juno wants to tell him he sounds nice, but he's so relaxed. It can wait. He struggles to keep his eye open.

"... even more relaxed and sleepy, and you'll only let go on my count - wait, Juno?"

The pendant stops for a moment. Juno lets out a low, protesting sound. It's very hard, but Juno lifts his heavy eye to Nureyev's face. He was doing well, wasn't he?

"Are you really -?" Nureyev says softly.

Juno's so relaxed and comfortable, he felt so close to letting go and now he's confused about what Nureyev's even talking about. He manages a questioning "hmm?"

Nureyev stares at him for a long moment, considering, and then he smiles again, showing his sharp teeth. He cups Juno's face, and it feels nice, so Juno leans into it.

"Oh Juno, you are too lovely, " Nureyev says and holds up the pendant again, swinging the beautiful crystal. "Look back at the crystal and keep listening. That's it, well done, and you feel yourself gliding back into the comfortable feeling. Just focus on my voice and how good it feels."

Juno's eye is following the jewel again, how it catches the light, his breathing evening out. He feels like he's enveloped in a soft blanket.

"When I count down, you will feel even more relaxed at every step. When I reach zero, you will sleep for me. You'll be fully under, open, and relaxed. No need to be distracted, just be in the moment, no need to think of anything else..."

Distantly, Juno hears Nureyev speak for another minute, then he starts to count down from ten. For every number, he feels heavier, and more and more comfortable. It's so easy to let go. He wants to let go, to let Nureyev take care of him. Vaguely, he realizes he's wanted it ever since Nureyev introduced him to his newest con. Blank, soft, mindless. Quiet. Juno wants that, and he trusts Nureyev. Of course he does.

"Zero. Sleep for me, Juno."

Juno does.

[jkpng]

day 152/547 of missing jungkook

[deeper-x-deeper]

at my new job, the screen that I look at for most of the day has this little icon in the lower right corner that constantly has a notification dot that pulses very pleasantly at regular intervals.

I have to be careful not to stare at it too long during my training, since I feel myself sinking into a nice focused trance with every pulse of the red dot.

all bets are off when they leave me alone at the desk, though. I can hear people approach easily enough. it'll just look like I'm very deeply focused on my work!

[h-sleepingirl]

Just, like. What other world is she seeing into? How is this not proof of magic?

Pictures like these floor me. Really sometimes I feel like the town madwoman in the street being like "CAN YE NOT SEE THE OTHERWORLDLY MAGICS OVER MINE EYES? HOW CAN YE NOT SUSPECT DARK ARTS AFOOT, HOW CAN YE NOT SOUND THE ALARMS? ARE YE BLIND??" Like I have no way of knowing what other people see here.