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So as you all know, I come on this account and post stories once every like 5 months. Well, a big reason I don’t write as much on here is because I’ve been writing something else. And I’m proud to announce that…

IM A PUBLISHED AUTHOR

I’m putting the link to my book in this post and in my Tumblr bio. If you enjoy my writing, I hope you’ll enjoy this :)

#writing #author #published #I’m an author!!! #nov #novel #gay #autistic #trans #queer #murder mystery #murder #mystery

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Hypnovember 2023 Master Post.

This year was my 5th Hypnovember! To be honest, it felt particularly hard-fought since I had a lot of life stuff happening in the background this month. (Nothing traumatic, don't worry.) Still, I managed to write about 10,803 words, record almost 50 minutes of audio, and pay tribute to a lovely friend. I'm likely not doing daily prompts next year but I'm glad I ran this marathon one more time. 5 years is a respectable amount of time to do anything so- I'm proud of myself.

Everything I wrote/created is below! Use these icons to find what looks interesting to you:

Icons- 📰- story 🔊- audio ✅-recommendation list ⭐-Ella's favorites 😍- romantic 🌈- queer 😴- regular ole’ hypnosis 🛀- brainwashing and/or hypnotist in a tub 👻- spooky ❓- bad or reeeally questionable consent  👨‍🔬 -science! 🤪 -crackfic #-#sceneideas 😭-feeeels  🦄 -mythological creatures   🔥 -explicitly sexy  🔁 switchy switches 😵‍ -intelligence play  🫥-amnesia 🏴‍☠️- Our Flag Means Death fanfic ☕- comfort 🤏-tiny fic 💌-poem 🚫- denial or teasing 🪞-autobiographical or contains autobiographical elements 🧲 old timey mesmerism

Day 1: Dazed 🔊⭐😴

File description: One Take Wonder induction designed to remind you that going into trance isn't difficult at all.

It's OK.

Just drift.

Day 2: Brain Drain M/m(/m) 📰 😴 🌈😍 🔁🏴‍☠️☕

Choice quote: "Izzy grinned too, feeling oddly proud to be trusted with this quiet moment. He and Ed had never been conventional. Maybe it was OK that Ed and Stede weren't either."

Day 3: Coils (Author/you) 📰 😴 🤏☕

Choice quote: "When I say 'my words coil around you', it IMPLIES control but what it really gives is permission. "

Day 4: Denial 🔊😴🔥🚫

File description: "Denial. That's it. That's all the description you get."

Fun fact: Unless you want spoilers- then head over here

Day 5: Maid (The author/you) 📰 🤏🛀

Choice Quote: "What if you could clean your home and clean your mind at the same time? "

Day 6: Soul Contract (Being/supplicant) 📰 🤏🦄🤪

Choice quote: "So- you say you'll give me your free will?"

Fun fact: This is secretly Good Omens fanfic about Aziraphale (with the serial numbers filed off).

Day 7: Repetition is Hypnotic 🔊👨‍🔬

File description: "Repetition is Hypnotic- what it says on the tin"

Day 8: Addicted (M/f) 📰 ⭐❓😭🛀🪞

Choice quote: "It felt like being owned. It felt like love. Then just as surely as the flood started- it stopped."

Fun fact: This was NOT a fun story to write, partially because it dug up some of my and my friends' worst experiences. I'm glad it's been helpful for some people who have been in some really bad situations, though- I'm hope I did you all justice. You (and we all) deserve so much more than this.

Day 9: Erased (?/f) 💌🛀

Choice quote: "That had all been/Erased"

Day 10: Confidence (F/f) 📰😴🌈🫥❓😍🤪🧲

Choice quote: "'No,' interrupted the young mesmerist. 'I mean- I know this is quite unusual but- I find myself quite fond of you, Harriet.'

Day 11: Attitude Adjustment/IQ Reduced (M/f) 📰⭐😴😍😵‍#🔥

Choice quote: "'That's good, honey,' he encouraged. 'You don't need to think right now. I've got all your bigger thoughts for safekeeping.'"

Day 12: Hyperfocus (The author/you) 📰😴🤏👨‍🔬

Choice quote: "I know you can focus, but can you HYPERfocus?"

Day 13: Smile (Being/f) 📰🤏👻🦄

Choice quote: "It made her smile."

Day 14: Impossibly Deep (Person/person) 📰🤏❓🛀🫥#

Choice quote: "'Not possible to be this deep, isn't that right?'

'Mmmm not possible. Too deep.'"

Day 15: Shatter 🔊👨‍🔬🛀

File description: Just a quick loopable file with a nice "shatter" mantra

Day 16: Sex Obsessed ✅🌈

Fun fact: Recommendation list of my favorite content from my friend @sex-obsessed-lesbian

Day 17: Corrupted (M/f) 📰⭐🤏❓🔥#

Choice quote: "'I can give you what you want," he said, silkily. "All the submission. All the pleasure. Everything you've been dreaming of...All you need to give me in return,' he continued, 'is your 'no'".

Day 18: Pet 🔊☕😴

File description: I'm a bit sick so- did some nice self hypnosis around the idea of being pet.

Day 19: Elevator (F/f) 📰😴🔁#

Choice quote: "Have you ever ridden the Tower of Terror at Disney World?" Ivy asked.

Day 20: Transformation 🪞⭐

Choice quote: "She didn't know that something could be both campy playacting and extremely real at the same time-the feelings, the bonding, the lingering effects-all of it."

Day 21: Forget 🔊🤪🫥👨‍🔬

File description: "Similar to the style of Samsung's website that helps you forget TV series you've watched, this file is designed to help you forget all of my Hypnovember content for this year- so you can experience it again for the first time!"

Day 22: Hypnotic Hands (F/f) 📰😴#🌈

Choice quote: "But mistress could make anything hypnotic. And today she had made HER hands hypnotic too."

Day 23: ...And Back Down 💌😴😭

Choice quote: "...And back down"

Day 24: Ready to Play (F/m) 📰😴#🪞🛀🚫

Choice quote: "The slight curve of her lip indicated she had something in mind but- had it started?"

Day 25: At Peace (Being/f) 📰🤏👻🦄

Choice quote: "It was useless to fight against it- although in the beginning she had tried."

Day 26: Shadows (F/f) 📰🌈🚫🛀

Choice quote: "Those shadows of her former self were still there- they helped make her who she was now. Who she was now, though, was happy."

Day 27: Shiny (F/m)📰🤏#😴🛀

Choice quote: "The leather boots weren't 'shiny, shiny' like in the song, but it didn't matter. "

Day 28: Workout (F/f) 📰⭐🛀🚫🔥🌈#

Choice quote: "'I'm going to challenge you a bit today, ok?' she says. 'Are you ready for that?'"

Day 29: Wholesome (The author/you) 📰⭐😂😴☕🪞

Choice quote: "It means something to us, and thus it has meaning"

Day 30: You Win (F/nb)📰😂😍😴☕

Choice quote: "'Hmph,' they responded, grumpily. 'I know what you're doing.'"

I'm entirely a hobbyist content creator and work primarily for feedback and belly rubs. :) (I do take tips on Ko-fi though if you're feeling generous!) If you liked anything I made this month, I'd be really really delighted to hear about it. Hell, I'm delighted to hear constructive criticism as well- anything to know this isn't all going to into a void somewhere. Reblogs are also very much appreciated.

That being said- here are a few people in particular I want to thank for your encouragement, your inspiration, your cheerleading, or just generally for helping get me through the month- @thekinkycocktailclub @mentat101posts @jam-and-stuff @linnybeenaughty @sex-obsessed-lesbian @theleeallure @tennfan2 @spiralturquoise @daja-the-hypnokitten @misscammiedawn @royb8772 @hypno-potion @hypno-sandwich @wellgnawed @redriotwest @egur19 @mozart32 @mys-oleander @sleepwithgiggli @telephonetrance @dommestic @subbypuppy (I know I'm leaving a bunch of people off so- I apologize if I am and know I still appreciate you a lot.)

Extra special shoutout to @emptyofbrains2 who has not only given me lots of great feedback but has also written a lot of her own great stuff this past month. Check out her Tumblr if you haven't already!

Stay tuned to this space for- whatever it is the future holds. :) I'm excited- I hope you are too.

Thanks y'all :)

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Or ask me questions, I haven’t been posting a lot and I want to be able to give you guys SOMETHING and actually interact with y’all

reblog this if you want a LONG (or short) anonymous message saying what they think of you.

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Okay, but what about Patton accidentally pissing himself cause he's too nice to take the bathroom when someone else needs it, and finds that not only does it do things for him, but that the others like it too?

Self-Destructive

Summary: Patton really needs to piss, but every time he goes, someone else needs to shower, do their makeup, or just needs alone time.

TW’s: Pissplay, NSFW, desperation, slight cnc

Patton was lying on his stomach in his bed, reading a little book during his wind-down time. It was a calming day for the sides, where everyone agreed to take some alone time and do whatever they wanted for self-care. After a couple stressful weeks, a day dedicated to self-care was much needed.

Patton began to wriggle a bit on his bed, starting to feel a tad uncomfortable. As he shifted in an attempt to feel better, he realized he had to pee. He let out a deep sigh, upset that his tiny bladder was once again interrupting a fun activity. With a grunt, he hoisted himself up and off the sheets, closing the book and heading to the bathroom.

Patton was humming to himself as he walked over, so he didn't notice that the door was closed. He reached for the doorknob, just for the door to not open. Patton's eyes widened in surprise. From inside the bathroom, he heard Logan's voice.

"Who's out there?" Logan called out.

"Just me!" Patton responded.

"Ah," Logan let out a breath. "Well, I was just about to get in the shower. Do you need the bathroom before I do?"

Patton paused, and his people-pleasing tendencies flooded over him. He swallowed and shook his head, before remembering that Logan couldn't see him. "No! It's ok. Have a good shower!"

Patton turned and headed back to his room. He didn't need to go that bad yet, so at least he could sit and read a bit more as he waited. He sat in his little love chair that sat in the corner of his room, shifting as much weight off of his bladder as possible. He opened up his book and started reading. It served as a good distraction, even though the rushing water of the shower kept drawing his mind back to his need. Eventually, he got lost in his book, and he forgot he needed to pee at all.

About 10 minutes passed before Patton suddenly squeezed his legs shut. A rush of need struck him out of nowhere. He quickly put down his book, not saving the page, and stood up. He realized that the shower sound had stopped. The bathroom was free!

He walked to the bathroom, relieved that he could finally piss. However, when he got there, Roman was in the bathroom, applying careful eyeliner. Patton groaned.

"Hey, uh, Roman," Patton murmured. "How long are you going to be?"

"Oh, not long, puffball," Roman replied without looking away from the mirror. "Don't worry about me. I'll be just a few minutes."

Patton bit his lip to stifle a pained groan as his bladder contracted. "Ok. No worries. Take as long as you need."

Patton stood at the door, waiting, for a few moments before panic seared through him. His book! He hadn't saved the page!

Patton raced back to his room as fast as he could without causing too much discomfort. He made his way to his little chair and picked up his book. Just as he had feared, he had lost his page. He flipped through the book until he found his place, and quickly placed a bookmark. He sighed in relief.

His peace was quickly interrupted when he heard the bathroom door shut and lock. Book still in hand, Patton turned and ran to the bathroom, only to find himself closed off to it.

He frantically knocked on the door, hoping that the person inside would be quick. Instead, a quiet and sad voice responded.

"I'm sorry..." It was Virgil. "I'll be quick. I just needed to be somewhere small..."

Guilt coursed through Patton's body. "No! Don't worry about it, Virge. You stay in there as long as you need. I have my book, I can wait."

Patton leaned against the wall. Despite what he'd said, he couldn't read his book. He was focussing all of his energy on his bladder and keeping his legs squeezed tight. Usually, he'd comfort Virgil through the door, but right now if he tried to speak, he'd probably just piss himself. He shifted against the wall, moaning quietly as the discomfort increased gradually.

"Are you rubbing yourself with your legs?" Remus's voice made Patton jump and, to his dismay, pee just a little. Patton groaned and turned away.

"No, Remus, I just need the bathroom," Patton muttered.

Remus laughed. "Oh, you do, hm? How unfortunate. I also need the bathroom."

"I got here first!" Patton yelled in retaliation. "Wait your turn!"

"No thanks!" Remus chuckled. "Of course, we could always go at the same time. I'd enjoy jerking off onto you while you piss."

"What?" Patton exclaimed. "What are you-- I can't-- what do you--" Patton's mind was racing, his heart started to beat faster, and his stomach dropped when he realized... he didn't want to say no.

"You like that idea?" Remus breathed seductively, pointing to Patton's groin. Patton looked down to see a tent in his pants. He quickly put his hands over to cover it, but the sudden movement and friction both felt good and increased the discomfort.

Remus grabbed both of Patton's hands and pinned them to the wall behind them. He put one foot between Patton's legs and pushed them apart, doing the same with the other foot as well.

"Go on, babe," Remus growled. "You're not getting that bathroom anymore. Just let go."

As much as Patton wanted to shake his head and push Remus off of him, his body wouldn't allow him to. This was too hot. He was too desperate. Too horny.

With a low groan shifting into a high moan, Patton humped the air as his bladder gave out. It started slow as Patton tried to resist, but it steadily kept coming out faster, until Patton was fully pissing himself. He whined and wiggled under Remus's grasp until he was empty. The only thing keeping him up was Remus's grip on his wrists.

"Good boy," Remus praised, but Patton barely registered it. His mind was too floaty. A delightful mix of submission and relief.

#smut #writing #sanders sides smut #sanders sides #fanfiction requests #fanfictions #logan sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #pissplay #piss #water sports #watersports #omorashi

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I’ve noticed a weird trend where I won’t be into something until my partner is into it, and then it’s like the sexiest thing ever. What does this mean-

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Vouching for people

I'm going to link a similar post to this in my pinned, but I want to put this on my timeline first as well. Anyway, this one has a simple message and it is this:

If someone you are talking to says that I have vouched for them as safe/ethical, ASK ME whether I have before you take them at their word.

I will reply and if I do not do so immediately, do not just take them at their word. I will try to get to that quickly, and honestly I'm a pretty approachable human. Also, the idea of people trading on my name/rep is something that offends me deeply so I don't want people to do it, even potentially. I want to close that door before it ever opens.

Anyway, yeah, if that ever happens that's what you do about it.

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Does your man finish too soon? No problem! Just pin him down and overstimulate him until you’re satisfied as punishment❤️

#cnc #cnc tw #smut #writing

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God, I love her subspace. So clingy and grateful and adorable. Makes all the time and effort so worth it… on top of all the beautiful whines she makes during😜

#smut #writing #subspace #sub #t4t

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Following kinda the same line, how do you feel using as a promt: wetting and humiliation kink, with Janus as top and Virgil as sub?, I don't believe I have seen that

Actual Watersports

Summary: In an attempt to prove Janus wrong about being the most powerful dark side, Virgil challenges Deceit to break him anyway he can. Janus for for…unconventional methods.

TW’s: Pissplay, nsfw, bondage, desperation, slight cnc

"This isn't really what I had in mind, Janus..." Virgil muttered under his breath, struggling against the ropes that kept his limps bound and spread across Janus's bed.

Janus chuckled. "And yet you still haven't said our little safe words. Speaking of which, just so I know that you know, what are our words again?" he teased.

Virgil rolled his eyes. "Green for keep going, yellow for slow down, red for hard stop."

Janus nodded. "What a good boy you are. Now, I'm sure you're wondering why I've got you tied up naked on my bed with a pee pad under you..."

Virgil narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, a little. What, do you want me to piss on your bed or something?"

"Oh, no, quite the opposite, my little fear bug," Janus moved slyly to sit beside Virgil on the bed. "I want you to hold it in for as long as you can. You will be untied and allowed to go to the bathroom once you admit that I am stronger than you."

Virgil's eyes widened and panic coursed through him. "You-- what?! That's not-- this isn't what I had in mind when I suggested this!"

"Oh, I know," Janus smirked. "I got some help from Remus for this one. And I may have been hinting to Patton that you haven't been staying hydrated, so he's been pushing you to drink much more water than usual. So, I won't have to wait too long."

Virgil shook his head. "You asshole. This isn't what I wanted!" He began to struggle harshly against his restraints.

Quick as a snake, Janus grabbed Virgil by the throat and put his face directly against his. "Then safe word out of it," Janus challenged. "Or just admit that I'm stronger now."

Virgil held steady and strong eye contact with Janus for as long as he could, but he knew that Janus saw a flicker of submission in his pupils. This was... hot. Virgil hated to admit it, but as if drawn on by association, he suddenly needed to piss. And with Janus grabbing at his neck, leaning over him in such a vulnerable position...

A barely audible moan rose from Virgil's throat on accident and Janus furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Virgil shook his head in terror as Janus slowly moved his gaze down Virgil's naked body to see his dick slowly hardening. Janus let out a soft chuckle and turned back to Virgil.

"Oh, you like this, don't you?" Janus growled in a way that only drew Virgil's erection up further. Virgil whined and wiggled under Janus's judgemental gaze. Embarrassment coursed through him.

"Janus, c'mon, this isn't going to be fun for either of us, just let me go," Virgil begged, but Janus just laughed.

Sitting up away from Virgil's face, Janus shook his head. "On the contrary, my toy, I think I am going to enjoy this very much." With that, Janus stood up from the bed and sat in a chair on the other side of the room to watch.

Virgil started to squirm. Laying here, naked and tied up while being watched, there was no form of distraction he could find comfort in. He could think about nothing but the situation he was in, and that just pushed how uncomfortable his bladder was beginning to feel.

"Hnng..." Virgil groaned, trying to adjust his hips into a more comfortable position. It backfired horribly, since he rubbed his balls and cock with his thighs a bit as he moved. The horniness was not helping him hold it.

Virgil tried to push out his stomach slightly to put less pressure on his bladder, but he pushed a bit too hard, and leaked a few droplets of piss. The panic made him try to cross his tied up legs, once again rubbing against himself and worsening his situation. Shock spread through Virgil as he realized that he might not make it out of this challenge victorious.

To Virgil's frustration, Janus chuckled. "Oh, don't cover up. I saw that leak. Are we losing already?"

"Of course not!" Virgil scoffed.

Janus shrugged. "If you say so. But when you're done with the suffering, just let me know."

Virgil shook his head. "Prick," he murmured through gritted teeth.

Virgil hit his head back against the bed in annoyance. The pressure was building slowly but surely in his abdomen, and his balls were aching for his dick to be touched. He hated how turned on this whole situation made him. He hated that being forced to hold in his piss to avoid humiliation felt so good.

Virgil's thoughts began to drift. God, how he wanted Janus to jerk him off and press down on his stomach and tell him how fucking pathetic he was. A small smile drifted over his face for a moment before he forced himself to look angry again.

His cock leaked again, this time with a different fluid. Tiny white beads popped out of his head and dribbled down his shaft, making him shiver.

He heard Janus laugh. “Oh, how fun!” He mocked. “I’m glad you’re having so much fun, Virge.”

“Sh-shut up,” Virgil stuttered out, surprised by how much his voice shook. Even the act of talking was making it harder for him to hold it in. He let out a deep breath, focusing all of his energy into concentrating on his bladder.

Janus let out a content hum. “You are just making this so easy for me…” he whispered. Although he was across the room, Virgil felt like he could hear his deep, seductive teasing right against his ear.

Janus shifted in his chair, creaking it against the floor. The sudden loud noise made Virgil jump, and pain shot through him. He gritted his teeth in effort, but a single drop got loose from him. He began to pant, hoping for this wave to subside soon, but it was lasting a lot longer than the others.

God, the feeling was terrible, but it just kept making him harder and harder. His balls ached and tensed with longing as his stomach cramped. Virgil’s eyes crossed with strain, his tongue lolling outside of his mouth as he gasped for air.

Unintentionally, he began to buck wildly into the air. His dick was met with nothing, which made him whine in frustration, and the movement made the pain course through his body, which made tears well in his eyes.

“Aw…” Janus cooed, but Virgil barely registered it. There was such an exhilarating mix of pressure and pleasure that his brain was short circuiting. He didn’t even hear the footsteps of Janus slowly walking back over to the bed. He did notice, however, the smooth hand gently starting to stroke his needy cock.

A small yell of surprise escaped Virgil’s mouth before he even had time to process what was happening. He just kept desperately humping the air, and now Janus’s hand, as pressure built up in both his abdomen and balls.

“Look at you, lovely boy, I don’t even need to move my hand!” Janus praised, making Virgil smile and hump harder. “You’re doing all the work yourself. Giving yourself completely into me. Submitting your mind, body, and morals over to my hand. What a good boy.”

The mix of praise and humiliation confused Virgil’s brain, and conflicting thoughts began jumping back and forth. This felt so so good, but he was supposed to be resisting. This was a test, a challenge, it wasn’t supposed to feel good. He should be trying harder, but god it was so hard. The test was too hard, his dick was too hard, thinking was too hard. Everything was fading away into bliss and pleasure, any amount of resistance he had was being stored in his bladder and balls. And as his cock kept getting stroked, his hips kept bouncing, and his mind kept drifting, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer.

With a loud whine and cry, with tears streaming down his cheeks, his bladder began to leak uncontrollably. A small leak turned into a stream, which turned into a full piss. The vulnerability and continued stimulation made him cum at the same time. Screams of pleasure erupted from his throat and his entire body shook with overstimulation. His arms jerked and his legs vibrated as an arc of piss and cum flew through the air. Throughout all of it, Janus watched over him with a smirk.

After a few moments, the full body shaking slowed down, and the arc of fluids lowered. Eventually, Virgil was still on the bed, panting from the experience, sitting in a pee pad soaked in him. His fuzzy mind barely registered Janus sitting next to him and stroking his face.

“I guess you’re mine now,” Janus growled happily. “And don’t you worry… I’ll make sure we do this again soon.”

#smut #writing #sanders sides smut #sanders sides #virgil sanders #janus sanders #piss #pissplay #watersports #fanfiction requests #fanfictions #fanfic #nsfw

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Just a lil post, if you send in a watersports/Pissplay related request, I’ll probably get to it faster than others. I have someone who enjoys those quite a lot and my version of flirting is writing smut fics that they like

#smut #hypnosis #writing #sanders sides smut #sanders sides #hypnokink #logan sanders #remus sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #pissplay #watersports

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If ur taking watersports requests, can I request a hypnokink/watersports fic where Janus hypnotizes one of the other sides (any of them, doesn't matter to me) into forgetting how to use a toilet so they just get more and more desperate until they have an accident?

Potty Training

Summary: Janus thinks it'll be funny, and maybe a little hot, to bring Prince Roman to his knees by taking away his ability to use the bathroom.

TW's: NSFW, hypnosis, slight CNC, piss kink, humiliation

Janus stood stiff in front of Roman, near trembling with anger. Once again, the two of them were fighting over what was best for Thomas. Except for the fact that Roman wouldn't listen to anything Janus had to say, only insisting that he was wrong because he was a villain.

"Roman, you aren't seeing the bigger picture!" Janus yelled.

Roman laughed. "I see the bigger picture of everything, unlike a small-minded villain like you!" Janus opened his mouth to argue further, but Roman put up a flat hand to silence him. "I'm tired of this, Jekyll and Lied. I have more important things to attend to."

Roman began to walk away, and Janus grumbled loudly. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked.

"I have to go to the bathroom!" Roman announced unapologetically. "Stress makes my poor little tummy work faster."

Janus widened his eyes, and a lightbulb lit up over his head. "You have to piss?" he asked mischievously.

Roman paused outside of the bathroom and turned to Janus. "Rude, but yes."

Janus smiled. He thought of his hypnotic powers that he could use on the other sides whenever he pleased. He slowly raised his hand for Roman to see, and prepared to snap. Roman suddenly looked scared for the first time in their fight.

Janus laughed. "When I snap my fingers, you will forget how to use the bathroom, and will be forced to hold your piss until you wet yourself."

Roman's eyes widened. "Janus, no-!"

Janus snapped. For a second, Roman stumbled back and blinked as if a gust of wind blew him over. Disbelief and terror spread across the face and he stood in front of the bathroom in shock. In a flash of red and white, Roman dashed into the bathroom, and Janus heard groans and struggles. After a solid minute, Roman stomped back out.

“This is not funny, Janus.” Roman grumbled. Janus chuckled.

“I beg to differ,” he sighed. “After all, if you’re going to throw a tantrum like an infant, perhaps you don’t deserve the adult knowledge of being potty trained.”

Roman’s face turned red, and he marched toward Janus. “I am NOT just throwing a tantrum. I demand you give me back my…” Roman looked down for a second, flustered, and lowered his voice. “You know…”

Janus looked at the ceiling in mock thought, and took a deep breath. “Hmm… no. I don’t think I will. I’m quite excited by the thought of the mighty Prince Roman crying on his knees, begging to be allowed to piss, just to be denied and taunted.”

Roman’s eyes widened, and Janus suddenly came to an interesting realization. Alongside how quiet Roman had gotten, there was a small tent being created in his pants. Janus smiled, knowing that he wasn’t the only one who found this exciting.

“Oh…” Janus chuckled. “Does my little prince perhaps enjoy being helpless?”

Janus took a step towards Roman, and he took a frightened step backwards. Despite his obvious fear, there was a smile tugging at his lips. That, paired with the lack of a safeword coming from his mouth, was enough for Janus to keep going.

“How badly did you need to go, little Prince?” Janus teased with a smile.

Roman gulped, continuing to back up as Janus advanced. “I-I…” he stuttered. He paused and crossed his legs slightly. “A lot…”

Janus frowned in mock disappointment. “Oh, tsktsktsk, little Prince. It’s never good to hold it that long. You never know what could happen.” Janus grabbed Roman by the shirt and threw him onto the couch beside them.

Roman groaned deeply when he hit the cushions, gripping his crotch with sudden urgency. Janus flicked his eyebrows up.

“Oh, was that a bit difficult to hold in?” He teased. “Well…” Janus took threatening steps towards Roman, slowly leaning over him on the couch. “Let me give you a hand then…”

Janus jerked his hand down and pressed against Roman’s stomach. Roman let out a loud whine and he tried to wiggle away futilely. Janus held him down with his other hand and two legs as he thrashed about.

“Janus!” Roman gasped. “Janus, I know this was fun, but I’m really gonna—“ he cut off to moan through gritted teeth as Janus pushed a tad harder. “Please, I’m not joking, it’s too much…”

Janus titled his head thoughtfully. He enjoyed the tease, and the look of Roman’s eyes rolling back into his head from the strain was beautiful. But, he figured it was time to relieve Roman of his suffering, in his own way. Janus leaned his face close to Roman’s until his mouth was by the princes ear.

“I know you aren’t joking…” Janus whispered, pausing for a moment to nip at Roman’s earlobe. “But neither am I,” Janus growled with a chuckle.

He pushed as hard as he could on Roman’s abdomen, delighting in the high pitched squeal that left the princes lips. Roman bucked his hips helplessly as he whined and moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure. Almost immediately, Janus felt warmth just below his hand, and he chuckled.

“Oh look at how the mighty prince falls,” he teased.

Roman was panting and whining as he let go. He couldn’t hold back anymore, and all energy he had drained out of him. Janus almost felt bad for him. He would feel bad, if it weren’t for the utter joy Janus felt at the sight.

Once Roman was finished, he fell limp against the couch, out of breath and face red with embarrassment. Janus gently leaned forward and landed a kiss on Roman’s forehead.

“What a good Prince you are,” Janus whispered, confusing Roman’s tired brain with praise on top of the humiliation. “How about we get you cleaned up and into my bed?”

#smut #hypnosis #writing #sanders sides smut #sanders sides #hypnokink #roman sanders #janus sanders #watersports #pissplay

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You look so pretty when cry honey~ No no, don't hide your face, let me see you. I want you to look me in the eyes when you break. Clench around my fingers now, gooood boy. Don't you feel better with your brain all blank baby~? Why would you need to think anyway? Just leave it all to me honey, let go and give in. Good boys don't need to think, keep your eyes on me. Let's see if we can make you cum again <3

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Hello! I was wondering if you were taking requests? I have something in mind that I think you’d also like but I don’t want to submit anything if you’re not taking requests

I do take requests!! I will say, I have about 25 drafts I’m currently working on, and I usually will get to your request faster if it’s non-anonymous. Although, I will get your request done right away if you send it with a tip!

You’re always welcome to send in requests, but I can’t guarantee when they’ll be finished (unless they’re with a tip lol)

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Hmm, I know Roman has the immobility trigger... But building on your decision to make inductions a game for him, what about resistance inductions? That is, the subject is instructed to do their best not to fall under despite their desires otherwise~?

Stay Above Water

Summary: Janus gives Roman the challenge to not fall under trance, no matter how much he wants to, and Roman is a little overconfident in his abilities

TW's: Hypnosis, nsfw, resistance

“So let’s say that my hypnosis is like a pool of water,” Janus explained to Roman. “You need to keep your head above the waves, no matter how strong to current or how warm the water.”

Roman laughed. “This is too easy. Hypnosis only works if the person lets it work. Come at me!” He challenged.

“Confident, are we?” Janus teased. “Well, then, you’ll have no probably not going to… sleep.” Janus snapped his fingers. That was usually a starting drop for most subjects.

Roman was unfazed. “Ha! Starting with the baby stuff. What, you scared I’ll prove you wrong?”

“Terrified,” Janus replied sarcastically. “But fine. If you’re so sure that you’ll be fine, then why don’t you freeze?” Janus tapped his finger in the middle of Roman’s forehead. That was his immobility trigger, and one that worked almost of the time.

And for a second, Roman didn’t respond. He seemed truly frozen. But then he blinked and shook his head. “Ha! My strongest trigger, beaten already. I can’t wait to tell the others!”

Roman stood up to leave, but Janus stopped him. “Hold on there, cowboy. We aren’t done yet. We still have your most powerful trigger to play with.”

Roman scoffed. “Oh, you’re making shit up now? Just admit you lost!”

Janus shook his head. “Tsk tsk tsk, I can’t believe you forgot the one that gives you pleasure.” Janus snapped his fingers on the word.

Romans knees buckled and he let out a small gasp, but managed to stay standing. He looked at Janus angrily. “That’s not fair! That one’s subconscious.”

“Oh, such a big word for someone experiencing so much pleasure.” Janus snapped again, and Roman had to hold on to him to stay standing. “I thought you said hypnosis only worked if you let it! If that was true, why are you feeling so much pleasure?” Another snap.

Roman was barely standing, his eyes crossing with effort. Janus slightly pushed on his chest with one finger, and that was all Roman needed to go crashing back into the couch.

“Looks like someone’s feeling too much pleasure,” snap. “To stay conscious. Are you still with me? Or are you lost in pleasure?” Snap.

Roman, between heavy breaths and moans, whispered, “F-Fuck off…”

Janus laughed. “That’s not very nice! Sounds like you need more pleasure.” Snap. “I wonder how much more pleasure,” snap, “you can take.” Janus sat beside Roman, inching his finger closer to Roman’s forehead. “I wonder if you’ve had enough pleasure to succumb to the other triggers.”

“N-no…” Roman panted. “I’m strong. I c-can do this.”

“Really?” Janus gasped in fake astonishment. “Even after all this pleasure? How admirable. However, at this point, you look pretty tired… maybe instead of pleasure… you need to sleep.” One final snap.

With that, Roman slumped forward, completely limp and in trance. Janus chuckled to himself. From the moment Roman asked to do this, Janus knew what the outcome would be, but it was still funny to humour him.

#smut #hypnosis #writing #sanders sides smut #sanders sides #hypnokink #hypnotized #roman sanders #janus sanders

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I hope I’m not overwhelming you if you have many prompts or request from others, but could we possibly have a future fic of Janus and Roman with both hypnosis and snake kink?

Working on one right now! Stay tuned

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Uhhh more hypnosis, Janus and Logan? Don’t really care who’s hypnotizing who, sorry this isn’t well thought out

Don't worry about it not being thought out. I have a few Janus and Logan hypnosis fics in the works!

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I think that’s the first time I’ve ever heard you moan… It was like a fucking melody

Short Fic Time. This one gave me a lot of freedom, so I'm taking the opportunity to work in my own characters and see how y'all feel!

CW: anxiety, implied past abuse

Characters: Sam Frost and Ellif Walters

"Are you sure you're ready for this? We can totally wait and prepare more if you'd like," Sam fretted over his boyfriend, Ellif, of 3 months. They hadn't had sex yet because of bad experiences Ellif had in the past, but he decided tonight was the night.

"I'm ready," Ellif insisted. "They say face your fears, right?"

"That's a bit different in a sexual setting-"

Ellif grabbed his lover's hands firmly. "I trust you and I love you. If I'm going to face this with anyone, I'm glad it's you and only you."

Sam smiled cheerfully, surprisingly unashamed of how turned on he was from those words. "Well, if you're sure, we can't really have sex if our clothes are still on~" he teased. Ellif smiled his beautiful smile and began undressing, doing a little show for Sam.

He slipped off his glasses and placed them on his nightstand, eyeing Sam while he sat on the bed and took off his own clothes. Ellif pulled his shirt over his head and threw it to the floor. God, just his torso was enough to make Sam close. He was lean, with just enough muscle that it showed, but not enough to be overbearing. He had perfect perky nipples that he often fought the primal urge to suck on, and a V that was a tempting path down to his cock.

As if he read Sam's mind, he slowly began unzipping his skinny jeans, walking closer to his boyfriend so Sam could pull them down for him. A visible tent showed in Ellif's boxers and only got bigger as time went on. Ellif ran his fingers up Sam's arm and up to the strap on his shoulder.

"Binder on or off?" Ellif asked quietly.

Sam hesitated for a moment. This was his first time with Ellif, he should be able to see all of him. But Sam knew Ellif wasn't the type to demand it, so he replied, "On please."

Ellif simply nodded and slipped off his boxers as he laid himself on the bed. Sam climbed over the top of him, already pantless, and gave him a deep kiss. He pulled away for a moment, "I'm gonna start, okay?"

Ellif nodded, obviously nervous but determined. Sam smiled at his brave love, and slowly sunk down onto his cock. Almost immediately, as if he was possessed, Ellif arched his back and let out a guttural moan.

"Fuck, Saaaaaaam, fuck..." he groaned. Sam stopped and stared at him in surprise. Ellif met his gaze worriedly. "What's wrong?"

"I think that’s the first time I’ve ever heard you moan…" Sam smiled wide and mischievously. "It was like a fucking melody. I wanna hear it again."

Without warning, Sam started bouncing on his bottom's dick. Ellif, caught by surprise, damn near screamed with stimulation. "Fuck, Sam, I haven't fucked someone in so long I-I-IIIIIAaaaahhhh~" He couldn't finish his sentence when the person he trusted most in life was clenching and pumping his dick like a sexbot.

"Good boy!" Sam exclaimed, panting from the sensations. "Good boy, Ellif, you're doing amazing. So good, baby, so good. Fuck, you feel amazing. You're wonderful, sweetheart, the best dick I've ever had~"

Ellif moaned louder at the praise, now thrusting his hips to meet Sam's. His hands were beside him pressed to the bed to brace himself and give his humps more momentum. Sam could feel his tip reach that one spot in the very back of his hole and grabbed hold of Ellif to position him so he kept hitting it.

Ellif was thrusting like a jackhammer into Sam, and he was surprised when he realized, for the first time in his life, he might just cum from penetration alone.

"Holy shit, baby, how are you so good?" Sam managed to groan out. "It feels so good, your dick is perfect, it's so perfect, oh my fucking god,"

Apparently, that small amount of praise was all Ellif needed to push him over the edge and go spilling into Sam. The warm seed that hit his insides was enough to send Sam moaning with a climax as well. He slumped over, his head resting on Ellif's chest as they caught their breath. Holy shit, he loved Ellif.

"Was I..." Ellif murmured groggily. "Was I okay?"

Sam, in his endorphin-drugged, post-nut state, just looked up to his boyfriend and muttered, "Will you marry me?"