#scmh take two

[arihi]

Entranced 2018 Recap

I typed this out like, earlier in the afternoon, but Tumblr ate it. Clearly, it was a sign, and that means this version will be much shorter than I anticipated the first one being.

So my flight on Thursday was at around the time I usually fall asleep, 5 AM, and I had to leave home at 3 AM to get there. Attempts to sleep before and during the flight were...not good. By the time I touched down in Chicago and had breakfast and lunch and others were planning to walk around the city, I was dead on my feet and wobbling and unsteady, so I wound up taking the subway plus driving back with @tennfan2, who was such great company and conversation that I couldn’t sleep anyway! I finally crashed after some 24 hours + of being awake.

I spent a majority of my time Thursday night and during the con generally mostly hanging out in the ever-wonderful @sebsteerpike‘s Seb Lounge with friends both old and new. I actually didn’t get to meet a lot of people I wish I met, or didn’t get to spend enough time with some people. I wish I had been downstairs a bit more often, but I had anticipated being a bit low-energy and tired so I suppose it was as expected. Thank you @entrancedhypnocon whatever TUMBLR FINE don’t tag them but thank you, to everyone who made this event possible, for your work and effort into this space that means so much to so many people.

The most notable event of Friday and, to be perfectly honest, the entire con was the amazing femme flirt dinner orchestrated by @ellaenchanting and @sex-obsessed-lesbian Friday evening. A+++ presentation, you guys. And you guys I wore a button down shirt and a TIE A TIE A TIE I WORE A TIE THAT @zanythoughts GOT FOR ME AND WE WORE EACH OTHER’S POCKET SQUARES AND WE MATCHES AND AAHH I HAVE POCKET SQUARES NOW AND A THIRD TIE and it is blue and patterned and I love it I love it so much. Thank you for the tie and pocket squares, and for the lovely ramen socks which I am currently wearing right now.

I got a ton of compliments on rocking a tie which honestly just put me over the moon and my voice would raise three octaves as I re-explained to every poor unsuspecting person who was just trying to compliment me how @zanythoughts got me the tie and how our pocket squares matched the other’s tie. The evening was full of fun and chatter and amazing flirting techniques. I have since, in conversation with another friend, ended every other sentence with “Eyyyyy, finger guns” *tongue clicks* as prime flirting technique. She has called me a trash monster and wishes longingly of the days before I went to the femme flirt dinner. It is kind of the best.

Saturday was the wonderful GFD class taught by @dommestic and @ellaenchanting which was both informative and super engaging, and quite honestly brought out just a litttttle bit of toppiness in me. I mean, it’s hard not to when you are at this awesome class, jam packed with people sitting on the floor and standing because there aren’t enough chairs. It was an absolutely wonderful class.

Other highlights: I also got this nifty pin from @dommesticpet (two, actually!) and have kept that nearby since I got home from the con. Thank you for this little reminder of my home away from home.

@enscenic‘s banana bread which I gnawed on and was a good snack/meal when I did not have any.

The awesome ramen lunch I had Monday afternoon before I left.

The late night talks and silliness I had with my wonderful roommates @zanythoughts and cereal and ramen at 3 AM in the morning.

I could go on and on into inside jokes and memories, but I shall spare you my slow descent into incoherent words and babbling, and just know that I look upon all these memories fondly. I’ll tag some friends and just understand that I might forget some names because I’m still exhausted and because there are so many good people about! In true hypnocon recap fashion, I do have at least two more recaps. Look forward to them soon!

I have been listening to The Greatest Showman (no surprise there) the past day and I’m reminded of the lyrics from Come Alive: “Come alive, come alive, go and light your light, let it burn so bright, reaching up, to the sky, and it’s open wide, you’re electrified. When the world becomes a fantasy, and you're more than you could ever be, 'cause you're dreaming with your eyes wide open. And you know you can't go back again, to the world that you were living in, 'cause you're dreaming with your eyes wide open. So, come alive!”

I come alive at these cons. They mean so much to me and everyone that I meet, friends that I haven’t seen in ages and people I meet for the first time, make my con special. I’ve spoken before of how these cons feel dream-like, separated from time and space. It’s like dreaming with my eyes wide open. When I’m here, I’m more than just me. I feel so much more than I could ever be. And thank you all for being a part of these happy times, for lifting me up, for your support, your encouragement, and your care.

Thank you all for the experience and the memories.

@zanythoughts @unlockingwonderland @knowing-smile @fayvie @erogenousmind @convoluted-moonscape @lily-ackerman @mr-ackerman  @the-inquisition-scmh @bunbunlittleone @sex-obsessed-lesbian @silentstream9 @spiralturquoise @enscenic @darthkyra @carneggyblog @kittykatkatja @tennfan2 @hypno-sinner @sebsteerpike @sleepnowkay @ellaenchanting @undersleeper @watch-the-crystal @dommesticpet @dommestic @liminal-wanderings @pollyannadom @thehypnobunny @people that I hung out with that I KNOW I’m forgetting someone, god, please forgive me. Tumblr why won’t you tag some of these people? I like these people. Please work.

#Entranced #Entranced 2018 #con recaps #Entranced recaps #Ari adventures #me

[fayvie]

NEEHU Sunday Funday

I was kidnapped on the way back to the hotel.

By kidnapped, I mean I willingly (nay, enthusiastically) climbed into the trunk of a car belonging to someone I didn’t know very well yet. But kidnapped sounds more fun, right? It started out as a cheeky solution to not having enough seats with @the-inquisition-scmh​, @sebsteerpike​, @arihi​, and Carneggy. But even when we realized there were enough seats, I was giddy with the idea of being stuffed into a trunk, and nobody could talk me out of it. I just had to hope that @the-inquisition-scmh was a good, confident driver.

Trying to figure out tumblr still, so hopefully this cut thing works to help save us all from stupid long post scrolling?

And he was very confident. Confident enough to begin swerving and speeding and scaring the shit out of me. Not to the point where I felt genuinely unsafe, but my heart did skip a beat when I heard another driver lay on the horn. My nerves translated into endless giggles while I tried to communicate with @arihi through various “ghostly” noises. I vividly recall sliding from one end of the trunk to the other, and shouting “Now I’m on the other side, wheee!” through squeals and laughter. I don’t know if I was just sensory deprived, but it felt like he was doing donuts in the car, although that may have been my imagination. 10/10 would recommend being stuffed into the trunk of @the-inquisition-scmh’s car. Next time it happens I think it’d be fun to at least pretend to put up a fight, maybe some hypnosis or rope involved! #entrancedgoals.

From then on, @sebsteerpike and I proceeded to nap-fuck our beds for a bit, I mostly just laid around feeling whiny and sick and gross. This would be a great time to mention the absolute hero of my weekend, @sammynona, who not only drove us back and forth from The Society various times even if it conflicted with his plans, but also picked up cold medicine for me and hand delivered it. Fucking. Hero.

I missed the bulk of the group hanging out in the swimming pool area, but I didn’t realize it until I was already dressed and ready to go swim. So I lured @sebsteerpike along with me and we enjoyed a nice quiet relaxing soak in the hottub. He also emphasized how my thoughts and brain were popping away with the bubbles of the hot tub until I was nothing more than a giggling melty mess. I remember feeling so sexy, silly, and pink while I was teased about being unable to do anything in a public place. Right on queue, @travisthehypnotizedpuppy poked his head into the pool area to come and say hello ♥. Probably for the best, as I didn’t have long to get my head back on straight before the group dinner.

There was some confusion on the start-time for dinner, so we ended up arriving a bit late, but the food was great and they let us take leftovers (which saved the day, come SNOHU).

The day also happened to be @hypnofoamer’s birthday, so we started up a little shindig in @sebsteerpike’s “Party Room” complete with the lovely @trancingwithmyself bringing cupcakes (shudder) and a giant-ass bag of Sourpatch (Sourgate, never forget). I got the chance to hang out with the two of them some more, which was an absolute pleasure all weekend. I adore their sense of humour and I definitely felt a kindred spirit and a natural comfort around them. I’d make some jokes regarding their leather-clad dominatrix baby-to-be, but I think that borders dangerously close to being placed on internet watch-lists. I also got the chance to hang out with @sammynona a bit more while the party grew in size and the classic “Hypno-Egg” came out to play, various duels taking place around the room.

I noticed the time and decided it was the perfect moment to slip away and find @zanythoughts for some of the plans we’d discussed over the weekend. Time was slipping away, and I kept reminding myself to be as pro-active as possible when I had the time to do something. I went upstairs to the party on the top floor, lots of really cool people I hadn’t had the chance to talk to much yet, but knew by reputation. It was a much calmer vibe up here as I tried to calm my nerves about getting tied up. I still didn’t know what to expect, but I knew that Zany was someone I could trust implicitly.

She already did an absolutely dreamy, gorgeous write-up of the events to follow here:

http://zanythoughts.tumblr.com/post/158437242348/neehu8-or-how-i-learned-to-stop-worrying-and-love#notes

I couldn’t do it enough justice, but I do want to write a bit about how it felt from my end.

She offered me a blindfold, that helped with the nerves. Everyone else was in the room, engaged in their own conversations, so I still felt a modicum of privacy despite not being alone. She ran the rope along my collarbone and I was surprised at how good it felt. Every time she hugged me from behind, whether to position my arms or just make that connection, it really made me sink into that wonderful happy melty place. There was no point that I felt physically or mentally uncomfortable, and Zany absolutely knew me well enough to ask if I wanted photos taken. “Hell yeah!” or “umm, yes please”, whichever of the two came out of my mouth, I was thinking both. With the addition of some gentle hairpulling and playful face slapping, I was relieved to be tied down or I might have melted off my seat.

It was around this point that I truly realized how unbelievably lucky I was to have a weekend around these amazing people. Between @sebsteerpike and @zanythoughts, any touch starvation I had been feeling was absolutely satiated ten-fold. I had been so spoiled, and the sad tinge of the impending end of the con on the horizon was starting to appear.

I returned back to the downstairs party and settled back in with drink in hand, ready to gush and rave about my most recent experience, but it was really hard to properly talk about it so shortly after. Instead, I had a series of great conversations with various people. @erogenousmind and I discussed my Hypno-Egg winning streak (flawless, probably), followed by a thoughtful conversation with Jack regarding hypno-kink and relationships with regards to non-hypno kinky people and how they adapt (briefly mentioned in a previous tumblr ask. I still want to go into more detail on this after I got an ask to clarify my thoughts, but I’m not sure I’m qualified to give more than just guesses and opinions). This developed into a larger conversation about love of food, how self-loathing helps us not hate ourselves (had to be there), and that devolved into me rambling about my love of poutine.

I was a bit tipsy, but I do have amusing memories of rambling to @meltinggoldanddippingthingsinit about my “hot for teacher” fantasies and college professor crushes, probably a bit too much. In hindsight I forgot to mention the best part, where the physics teacher I was crushing on hard gave us a lab assignment involving swinging pendulums, huehuehue.

We kicked everyone out and @sebsteerpike and I cuddled for like, ever. It was so hard to tear myself away and get back to my room, but I have the burden of bad eyesight, so taking out contacts was a requirement before sleep. I do love that even simple cuddling can become such a fun, sexy thing with him. As someone that desperately struggles with insecurities about her lack of sex drive, being around someone that can turn me on so easily was so fucking gratifying and fulfilling for me (more on this in another post).

I snuck back to bed at stupidly-late o’clock, relieved that I had the buffer of Monday before I left for Tuesday. I wouldn’t have to face the reality of the con ending for another day (just one more day, as I thought at the time!). One benefit to being tranced non-stop for several days in a row is that it takes me literally less than a minute after my head hits the pillow to fall deeply asleep.

#neehu #neehu8 #oh my god this was literally a week ago #please make a time machine I wanna go back #such a great day despite con flu #hypnosis #rope #kidnapping #I feel as though I'm going to get much more mushy near the end of these posts #like a quiche