loli lotus

hypnotist: did i say you could stop reading

hapless brainwashing victim: *blushes* no mast- comrade

Today I’m thinking about the drop, the moment off a trance trigger when someone falls into trance. I’m not thinking about the induction, so much, though they have commonalities, but about that instant, the snap of a finger, the utterance of a word, and the response.

And there are so many different responses. Eyes closing. A look becoming a vacant gaze. The slump of the head, the slackening of the jaw, the collapse backward of a seated person, the slight sway of someone upright as their attitude changes.

It’s easy to get caught up on those. Every so often a gif will go round the hypnotic side of tumblr of someone reaching the drop, and we reblog, because that image, that visual, speaks to us deeply, dominants, submissives, switches and all.

But today I’ve been thinking about the whys and the wherefores, because the visual alone isn’t it. It’s what it has come to symbolise to us. What we associate with us.

(It’s a conditioned response, in short.)

And it symbolises so many things. Trust. Acceptance. Mutual readiness to play. For a drop, you need a trigger; by and large we visualise the trigger as something used between two people working together steadily, building an understanding. A drop, as opposed to an induction, sets the tone instantly, where an induction might be between experienced partners or people meeting for the first time. 

So when the drop goes - that’s it. The session begins, or moves on to a different phase. That wide world of possibilities gigglisgallery was talking about the other day - erotic hypnosis, but that doesn’t simply mean moving to the sex acts unless that’s what you’re in the mood for, there is so much more to do - has just opened up. And at the moment of the drop, the path you take together could lead anywhere in that world, right up until the suggestions begin and everything crystallises.

A drop can come out of nowhere. It can linger over a few seconds, or the head can pitch forward like a stone so fast that you barely have time to register it. And both of those are great.

I'm not into hypno for the bimbo stuff.

Hyponosis where the actual focus is ln the hypnosis? YES!!

There is a small community — increasingly rare, like hidden pearls in a river — of tumblr niche intellectual hypnokink™ people.

And I think many of them are not even here primarily for the eroticism. Or at least, not only for that.

Some people are drawn to hypnokink because of: fearplay,identity dissolution,altered states,surrender,uncanny intimacy,the feeling that something is happening to their mind.

An eros mixed with fear.

Because not everyone gets to experience agape — that beautiful, devotional kind of love. And sometimes hypnosis becomes a way to imitate devotion. Or intensify it.

No judgment here. Kink is kink as long as people respect boundaries, consent, and community rules.

But after a while,“look boobs + spiral” gets tiring.

Especially when you know hypnosis can be so much stranger than that.

the hypnotic feeling that you can’t scape ~*•.••*.’

i didn’t forget about why my blog exists, don’t worry people

im about to reach (if i didn’t already) 1,300 people following this blog. i can only express how excited i am and how much this means to me. you’re all amazing people and i love to have you as my audience.

i’ll never stop drawing what i love, kisses and hugs to all

Drinking the tea

Watching the tea being stirred

Watching the steam coming off the tea in spirals

Tea already lends itself to ritual, so let's use the whole canvas.

This should help you relax, but since you're new to it, I'll walk through the steps and the purposes: we're measuring out these herbs and those flowers - a special blend just for you: This one's a soporific. That one will help you relax. These are just pleasant to taste.

Let's chat while I'm getting it ready. It's part of the ritual: Are you sitting comfortably? It's OK if you don't know the steps. I'll walk you through them, chattering all the way. Nothing strenuous, don't worry. Just simple questions and simple cues. You just relax while I get everything ready.

I'll fetch out a lovely glass pot for the tea and pour boiling water out in a pure, clean, stream of standing waves that slosh and whirl into the the glass, and you'll get to watch the rising steam as the water steeps a deeper and richer red.

You're here for a reason, after all. This is an experience - a special ritual just for you.

And you have to wait. It's much too hot. Even poured with the clouds starting to mist away. But that's OK, you still need to add a the last ingredient. Just stir this in, slowly, until you've completely dissolved.

Bondage Fairies #14 (Dec. 1997)

Lunch by Halie Torris

View on Reddit