#52

OKAY!!! 52 CAN HAVE EXTREMELY TARGETED EVIL HYPNOSIS AS A TREAT!!!!! COOL!!!!! IM REGULAR

do you ever get laser-focused content handed to you in your time of need? "this is my hole it was made for me" type. yes I will drop everything thanks

Intrusive undercover reporter > brainwashed tight-suited grinning secretary is a good career pipeline

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the at hella realm account believes in:

-having everything taken away from you
-being kicked while you're down

My art, digital. A glowing woman with a single antler floats in front of a giant goddess with wings on her face

Lilith and the Weeping Wings-
2025

Hypnosis isn't real. You've just been faking it this whole time.

i throw a fit in the middle of the panel and shout "IM NOT DOOMED BY THE NARRATIVE!! IM NOT!!" a small label underneath me reads "girl who dies this arc"

"my eye's down here, actually"

a silby, mid-shot. ft. silby-tits :3

shot day again! ^-^

I know it's a silly jokey joke, but people REALLY need to stop anthropomorphizing their boyfriends. "My boyfriend told me" your boyfriend didn't "tell" you anything. "My boyfriend thinks..." your boyfriend can't actually think or feel; just output a convincing simulation of it based on probability 🙄

point of no return. being held down and forcibly head shaved means that there's no way someone could confuse you for a person. you're a something now, not a someone.
even if you escaped. even if you tracked down civilisation and begged for help, they'd just call your owners and send you back.

Oh my mistake, this is the form for people.

I don't need one for you.

she's working on the problems our greatest minds are too afraid to touch

I've developed a surgery that is so bad

on the topic of Fucked Up Things I Would Fantasise About But Immediately Safeword For In Real Life: getting my hair cut down by a Handler as part of hound training

The biggest takeaway from it all is: what the fuck is a Gunbuster

I guess the bigger question is what would a gunbuster (tribuster?) series look like nowadays since another 20 years has passed. How trends have changed, how much fanservice it would do etc. What questions it would try to ask.

Sat down and watched Diebuster. Not at all sure what was happening and it didn't really answer any of the interesting questions it asked but okay!

You know, I identify a lot with emotional masochism, but I think I would prefer to call it "psychological masochism." That ABSOLUTELY describes me.

You know what we need more of? Trickster breaking. We need more stories of people with the aura of like a Bugs Bunny archetype having the defiant chaotic smug smile trained off of their face into a stoic and obedient blank stare. I need more domesticated tricksters in my hardcore brainwashing smut.

a selfie. i have long brown hair and round glasses, i'm wearing a red and white classic lolita one piece dress. sitting on my lap is a doll with curly brown hair and oval glasses, her dress is similar to mine. on the doll's lap is sitting an even smaller doll, she has long light pink braids and is wearing an outfit similar to ours in colors.

machin, truc et bidule

went to the combination international chemsex and hypnosis conference and all I got was this novelty t-shirt

im at the combination international chemsex and hypnosis conference

what would you agree to, in order to be allowed to sink? what would you be willing to give up?
what nonsense would come babbling forth from those lips, begging to be silenced?
a deal with the devil is a dangerous thing, you know. something that can devour your thoughts, your wants, your dreams...

so desperate to fall into trance, teased over and over again, your eyelids fluttering as just a hint of that tone of voice tugs at you, so, so agonisingly close and then-
Back to reality. Sharply, the conversation turns away from what you want, need, playing with you just to watch you squirm.

My hungry ass could never be an SCP foundation researcher

“Brainwashing? You think I’ve been brainwashing you?” Your partner asked, looking up at you as they set their cup of coffee down on the table. “Awh, that’s so silly.” They stood, and cupped your cheeks with their hands, softly. “No… I’ve not been brainwashing you.”