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the last one is the best option
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I was waiting but here is the official last story for this blog at least for now.
The Tactical Revision Part 1
It is ridiculous for me to get a phone call at 4 pm my time, finally picking it up to hear him once again even though I did not want to do so and I his voice so soft but books up a bit into my ears.
He coos telling me he is across the street on the side of my house because he wants to meet me finally and I sigh getting dressed to head out side to meet him as I walk down the stairs.
I exit my apartment a building door heading down two side walk as I head to the side of the building and I pass my building on to the next two blocks and that is where I see him in his glory.
My goodness six foot four, muscle bound and in a two hounded and fifty pounds I am utterly amazed and licking my lips in a fit of glory and I stand still checking him fork head to toe.
He waves at me this muscle is actually shy in both his voice, tone and especially his facial expression and he winks at me in utter excitement as I wait for the car to pass and then run over.
Opening his arms he wraps them over my shoulders yanking me in to his body as I pat his back and he knows that I am in charge as he refuses to let me go but I push him away.
He stops cold staring down at me as I am pointing toward the car seat as he plops it the side for me as I enter and he joins me on the driver seat side as he waits for me to instruct him.
I command him to turn on the ignition as he was ordered driving off to the hotel I tell him to get a room at and he walks through the door to the elevator and stepping on to it before he zooms up.
The text rings on my cellphone as I follow to the room going up to the fourth floor with a smile as the door cracks to the side and we are soon all alone as he kisses me slowly his lips stir.
I shove him off to the side pinning him on to the door with my body pressing on to his massive muscular body and I can see him checking me out from head to toe his heart is up.
It races after a quicker speed beating up of it all, his hands go crazy continuously move throughout and he knows it is over for him no matters what and calming him down once more.
My lips match his mash our lips together as we make out a bit feeling him up as he is squirming a bit and he juts under my body knowing he wants me he begs me to fuck him.
Rolling my eyes I brush past him walking to the window avoiding his face but staring out of the glass and he makes his move grabbing my shoulders facing me so he can force me.
His eyes bare down in to mine bleeding even more all I know is had to have him using my foot to kick him in to a chair and lift my leg sitting on his lap and begin to kiss him at steady pace.
His body melts onto the chair as he cannot resist me barely holding on, his eyes follow me as I lift my hand in to the air as I snap it and he his head falls to his chin with eyes rolling to he is clothes.
Clapping my hands in excitement I rise to my feet standing up towards the sky look down at him and with a creepy smile I begin to undo his shirt throwing it in to the air I am absolute in all.
On my instructions he sit up ready obey all I say to him he, his eyes pop open a he stares at me mindlessly and I take aim beginning to construct his downfall by setting his mind up to fail.
His eyes lite up then grow dim following my voice as he walks to a door in a white room taking the knob and opening it up he walks in and begins to descend the staircase in to his oblivion.
“It’s ok Ben! Relax”
“Keep counting”
“Don’t bother with anything else “
“No one else matters “
“I am all you hear and know “
“Imagine time rolling back”
“Your skin begins to peel”
“Pulling back “
“Unleashing skin”
“Time comes back “
“Till the shell it gone”
“You are at your core “
“Yes at my core “
“Listen to me carefully “
“YES!”
“You trust only me”
“Only you “
“I am always right”
“Put out your right hand”
“My hand touches yours”
“Grip it tightly “
“I am imprinting on you “
“You can’t escape me”
“Mmmm…I can’t…escape you “
“Jay you need to let go “
“You need to release “
“You succumb to me”
“My words are intoxicating “
“I won’t hurt you “
“I won’t lead your wrong “
“Let’s spin back in to time”
“When I kiss you your whole world will change “
“YES!”
“My lips will set you on fire and free”
“Kiss me”
“You will completely erase”
“Erase?”
“YES!”
“Oooohhhh…MY…GOD”
“Kiss me please “
“Master! I beg you “
“Shut up!”
“Mmmmmmm”
“Fuck!”
“Fucking Fuckity fuck”
“Yyyyuuuummmm”
“Oh Master!”
“I love you “
“Who are you ?”
“Whoever! You want me to be”
“Good boi”
“Who am I?”
“My slave Jay”
“Oh yeah!”
“You are my property “
“Sir Yes Sir”
“You do as I say”
“No questions asked air”
“Good boi”
“Mmmmmm”
“Fuck!”
“What?”
“I love you sir “
“What is your purpose?”
“To serve you”
“How boi?”
“As you like”
“Mind, body and soul”
“With everything I have”
The end
#ben affleck#hypnosis#hypnotic love#gay hypno#gay mind control#straight to gay#manipulation#reprogramming#voice in my head#voice induction#hotel room#hypno slave#hypno submission#mind control slaves
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Why is the voice in my head British when I read?? I am from FLORIDA.
#dead gay wizards#marauders#the marauders#wolfstar#remus lupin#sirius black#james potter#peter pettigrew#British#reading#bookblr#the marauders era#voice in my head#books and reading#bookworm
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🎵Baby, last time calling me baby
Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy🎵
#vanessa fnaf#fnaf vanny#vanessa shelly#fnaf vr help wanted#help wanted 2#fnaf special delivery#beta tester#springbonnietwisted#im not crazy#glitchtrap fnaf#sadthemes#dark themes#bonnie and Clyde partner duo#toxic friends#betrayal#voice in my head#split personality#anxiety#crying#stop calling me crazy#crazy#3 times#fnaf roleplay#pretend writing#william afton#credit to artist#art not mine#don't @ me#depressed irl#overthinking
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The Voice In My Head
*16 Years has passed from the canon au*
Adrian: Ack!, *Gets thrown around like a ragdoll*
Knuck: Hah!, When you said you were an arc I expected better and not THIS! What a disappointment no wonder you don't have a father
Jaune in Adrian's mind: Oh Nah, Let me control you real quick
Adrian: *What are you gonna do?*
Jaune: *Teach a lesson*
Adrian let's his uncle possess him as he closes his eyes
Knuck: Hahahahah!, What a fucking idiot closing your eyes while in combat is dumb!!
As knuck throws a series of quick jabs Adrian dodges it
Knuck: TF?!?!!
Adriaune: Whoa, Hey! Dont punch a student that's gotta be 2 days in detention at least my guy!
As he says this Jaune jumps and kicks his face hurling him across the stadium
Knuck: *unconscious*
Adriaune: That's what you get Dick!
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Grievances (late night thoughts)
I suppose it's never good to hear total silence. But, sometimes that all you want to hear. No music, no sound of cars on distant roads, not the whisper of wind reflected on dancing trees. Not of the bugs drawn to light with ease. But what's the one thing that you can never silence? Your voice, your inner voice that is... A contemptuous thing it is. No, it may not be a physical thing, like the racket of kids talking at lunch, but IT is very real. Sometimes you wish the stupid thing would shut up at night. "Tomorrow YOU need to check in with Mrs.dfsdfdfsdfsfsdaf. Oh, and don't forget to fsdfafasdfsdfsadf. Oh no! YOU forgot to odfoodhfofbaohfodhsafdfoash. Tomorrow YOU should pack your lunch for work." OH tomorrow this, tomorrow that! Be quiet would ya'?! Though sometimes, sometimes you wish it could be louder! To speak YOUR truth, to show the world who YOU are. But no, at that moment it cowers. Goes into the shadows those which it finds comfort in. So with YOUR silence YOU do what's left and listen to others. YOU hear their troubles, their due-dates, activities, memories. As YOUR's hide in the background. So once you get home, finally ready to enjoy the silence YOU shared. YOUR voice creeps out stretching it's internal vocal cords, ready to share. So tired from listening to other's voices YOU neglect YOUR own. So once YOU lie down all YOU want is silence, a sleep to drift into. But first, YOU must listen to YOUR voice's grievances. But where is YOUR voice when you need it to remind YOU of the task at hand? In the darkness, using the silence it stole from... you.
sooo uh yeah, this came to me randomly close to 1 am while I was looking sleeplessly out at the city from my porch, hope it gave ya'll some enjoyment because after the first sentence kinda just went with it. Thanks for reading, sorry for the long post.
#shitpost#personal shit#sleepless#sleepless nights#tired#no sleep#voice in my head#late night thoughts#late night ramblings#late night post#i need some sleep#i'm kinda tired not gonna lie but listening to music box is helping#YOU BETTER SLEEP YOU LITTLE SHI-#only if you're ready tho
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My Battle
photo credit to md-arts.deviantart.com
Running as fast as I could until there’s a place to hide
Go to the darkest spot until I can never be found
But it is catching up so fast, as if it has a guide
Now it’s on me, and I suddenly fell into the ground
Helpless, motionless, I don’t have strength, I cannot resist
I feel so small, this thing is just towering over me
Baseless thoughts and fears, used…
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#anxiety#battle#defeat#demons#depression#giving up#lampangmanunulat#lampangwriter#mental health#poem#poetry#rhymes#voice in my head#worry#writing
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Tzubaki yami chapter 1
Tzubaki live whit he’s parents he love he’s mother but he’s father…….. year he love him but in the same time coming something dark up and it’s brinks them to a uncomfortable situation………..plus tzubaki have voices in he’s head wo not help very mush
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Charlotte whas whit her son tzubaki take care of flowers the boy like to do it whit he’s mother as Sukehiro come
Sukehiro: he ya how is my girl and son
Charlotte: oh Fine
They kissing
Tzubaki:ew (voice: hid him burn it’s were funny to hit him ya he is right no attack him)
Tzubaki ignor the voices in he’s head
Yami: how is my boy come let’s train „laughing
Tzubaki: No….I working here Father
Yami smile: come it’s have time come you want time whit you old man
Tzubaki: No I don’t want ( voices: hid him tell him stupid human don’t know he’s please kill him no put in on a wall whit Dorns) tzubaki shakes he’s head
Charlotte: come tzubaki my son I know it’s hart in the last time but you father did nothing wrong…….
Sukehiro: it’s ok peky queen
Tzubaki : (voices: he don’t know stupid old he hide yes pain burn!!!!!!!!) : ach fine I train whit you father but not long………
Sukehiro Fells something is wrong : what’s wrong son you looks like something is wrong you shake you head very often
Tzubaki: it’s nothing big…….
Sukehiro raise a eye brow
Tzubaki: ok….. it’s are the voices again plus you are really adnoing…….
Charlotte and yami looks at him concerned they know abaut the voices but tzubaki don’t tell really what they Tell him the last time did the voice‘s bring him out of control and burn stuff
Charlotte: tzubaki what do they tell you again?
Tzubaki : nothing big they just lout
Sukehiro: come let’s free you head we are here for you
Tzubaki: fiinneee ( they just lout because of you stupidy but……)
#tzubaki yami#black clover#yami sukehiro#black clover au#charlotte roselei#angst/comfort#voices#voice in my head#Family
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Quirky thing I made at school today! Took out every time Toy Bon was called "Lovey." What a voices-in- my-head moment is this?
Also, comic uploads are slow. 1 or 2 panels a day for me. This fic is inspired by Anthropology remix by the living tombstone, song by Awkward Marina!
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i have this odd thing (please help) where if i’ve heard someone’s voice enough and it’s prevalent to me at the moment, then subconsciously, involuntarily, their voice will be the voice of the internal monologue in my head.
like right now it’s sarah morgan. narrating my thoughts and reading this out as i type it.
and another memorable one previously is Peter capaldi. i don’t know why it happens. it’s not problematic, it’s just odd and cool and i wonder if anyone else experiences the same thing
#what the hell do i even tag this as#subconscious#internal monologue#voice in my head#sarah morgan#peter capaldi#neurodivergent?#???#i dont fucking know
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Thoughts or even voices
Poem 1: Battleground of Whispers
Me: Why do you haunt my thoughts so?
Voice 1: We mirror your doubts and fears, don't you know?
Me: But I strive for peace within my mind.
Voice 2: Peace is elusive, leave your worries behind.
Poem 2: Echoes of Uncertainty
Me: Can't you let me find my way?
Voice 1: We're here to question, night and day.
Me: I seek clarity, a moment of calm.
Voice 2: Calm is an illusion, we're your truth's alarm.
Poem 3: Tug of Desires
Me: I yearn for something more, something true.
Voice 1: We'll lead you astray, as desires ensue.
Me: But can't I dream without fear?
Voice 2: Dreams shatter, reality is clear.
Poem 4: Seeking Inner Harmony
Me: Is there not a way to find peace?
Voice 1: Peace eludes, like thoughts that cease.
Me: I strive to unite my thoughts and heart.
Voice 2: Hearts and minds often drift apart.
Poem 5: Confronting Doubts
Me: Must you plague me with endless doubt?
Voice 1: Doubt's a mirror, reflecting what you're about.
Me: I long for confidence, a firm stance.
Voice 2: Confidence wanes, like a fleeting glance.
Poem 6: Shadows and Light
Me: Can't you let hope shine through?
Voice 1: Hope's a fragile thread, easily misconstrued.
Me: I seek to chase away the night.
Voice 2: Nights linger, obscuring what's right.
Poem 7: Yearning for Clarity
Me: Why can't you give me a straight path?
Voice 1: Paths twist and turn, facing nature's wrath.
Me: I wish to decipher truth from lies.
Voice 2: Lies entwine truths, a tangled surprise.
Poem 8: Embracing the Struggle
Me: Can't you ever let me be?
Voice 1: We're part of you, as far as you see.
Me: I want to find strength in the fray.
Voice 2: Frays strengthen, shaping you day by day.
Poem 9: Whispered Shadows
Me: Why must you whisper in shadows' guise?
Voice 1: Shadows conceal, where your turmoil lies.
Me: I yearn for light, a clear view.
Voice 2: Views alter, as perspectives renew.
Poem 10: Inner Confrontation
Me: Can't we find common ground at last?
Voice 1: We're the layers beneath, forever steadfast.
Me: I strive for balance, for harmony.
Voice 2: Harmony's born from our symphony.
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Der größte Feigling, ist eine Frau, die die Liebe eines Mannes weckt, ohne die Absicht zu haben ihn zu lieben.
#gedanken#allein#mental health#schmerz#voice in my head#angst#gefühle#mental problems#triggerwarning#verloren#vermissen
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And though I do not believe in extrasensory perception, I did hear her voice in my head, as if she had broken in like a burglar. I wasn't sure how to feel about another person's voice in my head. I thought only I was in my head. I thought I preferred it that way.
Catherine Lacey, from Biography of X
#voice in my head#telepathic#intimacy#figurative language#closeness#description#you're in my head#psychic connection#we share a brain#how i felt about her#quotes#lit#words#excerpts#quote#literature#catherine lacey#biography of x
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