Hypnovember Day 11: Attitude Adjustment/IQ Reduced
It was like she couldn't get the words out fast enough. "And I have 6 discharges tomorrow with no follow up scheduled yet and I haven't even been able to contact some of the families and..."
"Is there anything you can do about any of that tonight?" he asked her, gently stopping the torrent of her work recap.
"No. But! I still need to eat dinner. And wash some clothes for tomorrow. And make sure the kids are ok...."
"Shh," he said comfortingly. "I've already washed and folded the clothes. And I told the kids mommy was working late so they're already asleep. You're done for the day."
She sighed deeply.
He put his hand on her cheek, gently moving her head so she was looking directly into his eyes. "Relaaaax," he said, stretching the word out meaningfully. His tone shifted too, to something deep and steady. "You're home. You're safe. Just relax, now."
It had been a while since she heard him speak like this. She missed it.
Too bad it wouldn't work. She was way too stressed. She almost felt herself get caught in his gaze for a moment but- then her anxiety rushed back in, like a wave crashing over a too-short wall.
His hand moved around to rub the back of her neck.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I'm just so stressed I can't THINK it's like I try and it's just STATIC in my head. I sat in the parking lot for 5 minutes before I could even make myself drive home."
"Mmmmm," he murmured, still rubbing her neck. "Breathe, honey."
He breathed in and out slowly to demonstrate. She found herself following along, taking a few deep breaths before even thinking about it. Between the breathing and his light neck massage, she was beginning to feel better.
He made sure he had her gaze before offering- "If you want, I could make things simpler for you for a bit. Would you like that?"
A shiver ran through her at the sound of her old trigger- "simpler". It had been some time since they had done this but they both understood what he was offering. Would it still work?
She nodded her head but didn't want to disappoint him or herself- not after so long.
"I want to? But I honestly don't know how I'll respond," she said, "I can barely concentrate right now."
But even as she was protesting, she found herself automatically following his hand as it floated just above her forehead. Another of their old signals, this one nonverbal: "Pay attention".
She did.
His fingers came closer and closer to her forehead before finally touching, rubbing a small spiral right in the middle.
"Shhhhh...." his voice soothed.
Something inside her shifted.
It wasn't a quick, profound drop like she had experienced in the past but- she found herself instinctively closing her eyes anyway. When she did, the noise in her head seemed to quiet down automatically.
"Good," he said. "That's perfect. You remember just how to do this, don't you? I know you do. It's like riding a bicycle - part of you never forgets."
"I know you talked about having static in your head- but maybe we can use that to help you let go a bit more. Static doesn't have to be harsh, you know. Maybe your static is like- a white noise generator, blocking anything unnecessary out. Quiet and soothing. Like the one you listen to when you go to sleep. Just- think of that gentle static playing while you sleep. Helping you rest. You can notice it- and then you can let it all fade into the background. It just makes everything quieter, doesn't it? Simpler. "
She nodded her head, easily caught in his instructions. The shudder that went through her at the trigger felt more profound this time.
Simpler.
She remembered the old imagery they had worked on- the wheels of the clockwork of her thoughts slowing. Slowing. Grinding to a halt.
As she pictured those slowing gears, she could feel her inner monologue growing distant and dreamlike. Her awareness moved from her lumbering thoughts to her body- almost like her mind itself had moved from her head to somewhere in her chest. Her senses began heightening and she was drawn more and more to what the room smelled like, how the carpet felt, the gentle sound of the ceiling fan. She found herself getting lost in a world of sensation.
"That's good, honey," he encouraged. "You don't need to think right now. I've got all your bigger thoughts for safekeeping. You remember how to be simpler for me, don't you? No big words, no big thoughts. Just how you feel in this moment. OK?"
She nodded. It was the easiest way to communicate now. She still had some words but- it was easier not to use them when she was simpler. She trusted him to understand what she needed without bothering to speak.
"Good. Can you open your eyes for me?"
She did.
"How does your body feel right now?" he asked.
She checked- mentally scanning herself from head to toe.
"Tired," she replied eventually. "Hungry."
She looked up at him.
"Do you want some food?"
It took her a few moments to contemplate the thought before she eventually replied with a simple: "Yes".
He smiled at her in a way that might have struck her as patronizing at a different time.
His smile caused an unexpected spike in another sensation- one that had been hiding underneath all of her stress all along.
Until now.
"I'm going to warm dinner up- we'll have it here," he was saying. "I'll be right back."
"Wait!" she cried, suddenly.
He stopped and turned back, curiously.
Now she needed to find words again.
Her brows crossed as she tuned into her body in that slow, deep way that came with this state. There was a heat between her legs that spread upwards as she noticed it more thoroughly. She began to notice the feeling of the air on her arms and the slight way her bra rubbed against her breasts when she breathed. "Horny?" she said, finally finding the right word for how she was feeling.
He laughed. "Good girl. Yeah- that old conditioning is still working for you, huh? I bet you feel horny right now. Does it feel good?"
She nodded, that response coming much more quickly than most.
It DID feel good.
Without really thinking about it, her hands moved to her right breast, squeezing it.
THAT felt even better.
"Mmmm- I guess that's my answer then, huh?" he asked. "Tell you what- you need to eat before we do anything else. So- I'm going to go get the food. But while I'm doing that? You can touch yourself as much as you want. Do whatever feels good to your body, ok?"
She nodded again, barely paying attention to his words. Her hands moved all over her flesh as she caressed her newly sensitive skin rapturously. She wanted to touch everywhere.
"My only rule is that you don't come, ok? I want to save that for later."
She nodded absently, focused on a wonderful spot she had found on the side of her stomach. Part of her brain was receiving his instructions but- she didn't have to think about that part. She just had to focus on touching.
He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "And stay nice and quiet while you touch, yeah? We don't want to wake anyone else up."
She nodded, biting back a moan as her hand finally slid to her pussy.
He looked on for a moment, seeming almost hypnotized himself by his writhing, almost animalistic wife.
Food first, he reminded himself.
Then sex.
Then putting a note in his phone to call the babysitter for her weekend availability. It had been FAR too long since they had played like this and next time?
He wanted her to be LOUD.
Tagging @mentat101posts @thekinkycocktailclub @jam-and-stuff
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I have a request to make if you are willing.
platonic yandere centaur Aoi Kanzaki with a child reader who loves horses.
please and thank you.
Goddamn. These platonic Yanderes are so hard to write for! But okay, okay. I’ll try again! Thank you for being patient with me and my constant forced rejections
Kanzaki Aoi- Horseyback Rides
Aoi has never really had anybody she could care for or play with throughout her life, as she was a mythological creature, shined out of the human society unjustly. A real life centaur that had the lower region of a dark blue-mixed-dark brown coated horse but the right-up torso of a human. She suspected she’d be alone for the rest of her life but no… she has been giving a liferafter as she was drowning in loneliness and emptiness
You… a adorable child that wound up in the forest she resided in, alongside a bunch of other mythological beans she had befriended. Most mythological creatures would have left you to die in the cold, scary forest as revenge for how humans treated them but not Aoi. Aoi had quickly developed a fondness over you, picking you up as you slept in a weak shiver and begun to trot back to the mansion. She didn’t have much fur to provide warmth for you but she held you closely
The way you woke up and smiled at her made her heart, you seemed to have liked her already but your excitement blew up when she stepped back, revealing her centaur bottom-half. Aoi was shocked at your response to her sudden movement, your eyes sparkle in wonder and your hands reached out for her horse backside and legs. You like horses? Aoi got her needed answer in no time, yes, you do just like horses! You love horses and you immediately leant up to sit on top of her horse back
Aoi knew you had a family somewhere but she truly didn’t care anymore, she finally has a friend who understands her and doesn’t suspect a landslide worth of housecare work from her. She just wanted to sit down with you and play with you forever, she didn’t want to keep working under Shinobu, she just wants to care for her adorable little human. Aoi grew so attached to you that it became a maddening obsession
Aoi needs you. Needs you to function as you take away all the dark thoughts but yet produce even worse darker thoughts; senses of aggression and overprotection. She winds horse legs up as you play with a cute horse plush she sew for you and kicks at absolutely every mythological creature that dare to find you, hid away in her bedroom
Aoi’s big-sister like passion over you overly thanks her past decision of saving you from that day, a single cold night in the forest guarding the Butterfly Mansion, would have killed you without her stepping in and bending over all four of her horse limbs. She will protect you, her precious little baby sister. Aoi does her best to hide her rotting behaviours from you as to not make you scared of her
You absolutely love her, a pretty real life horse lady and she can’t stand the idea of making you hate or fear her. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to her and she won’t let you go back to the humans, you’re with her now. You don’t need the humans anymore, you can stay with the pretty horsey! Doesn’t that just sound so great?
Aoi flashes a wide smile with a sick sense of sisterly love at you as you giggle excitedly and clung your arms over her shoulders. You just loved it when she carried you around, her hooves clicking loudly on the floor and her raven black tail flicking against your back, causing you to giggle even more. Every sense of affection and joy you express to her, Aoi’s obsession over you and having you as her baby sister grows
You’re all hers now, a adorable horse-loving little girl and all it took was for her to show off her centaur lower-half
“Are you enjoying your pony ride, Dokusha? Are you warm. I hope you always want to have pony rides, my dear”
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How do I look after myself?
Asked by @luca-the-zoroark
Ah, the Zorua line. An interesting one. Just as a note, I generally write these for trainers, but I'm sure you can probably get some pointers here.
General notes:
The saying among trainers is "you don't catch a zorua. They catch you." and they aren't really wrong. Many parents have smiled indulgently at their child's newly caught "weedle" until it sneezes and breaks the illusion. I generally advise trainers to be aware of basic zorua and zoroark care as the odds of them catching one accidently are slim but never zero.
General care:
Though in diet and general housecare, a zorua is not dissimilar to an eevee or vulpix, they are very VERY smart, and as such require near constant enrichment and entertainment. A bored zorua can be destructive. Games, toys, and plenty of training are essential. Another factor to keep in mind is that zorua in particular can be timid. They aren't very big and strong when young, and are potential prey for many larger pokemon, so place a number of hiding spots around the house.
Be mentally prepared to encounter a number of shenanigans. They may take the form of large dangerous pokemon, small silent children, or just hide for hours and watch in amusement as you panic. A patient trainer is a MUST.
Zoroarks have slightly different care requirements. Around human sized, they need a little more space, larger sleeping spaces etc. As well, zoroarks are capable of speaking in human form, though how much depends on the pokemon in question. Some can be chatty, others may simply request more treats and fluffier blankets.
Much more important to note is that zoroark are capable of making larger and more realistic illusions. it's not unknown for them to turn their house or bedroom into a forest or glade when they want a nice nap. So be aware of this.
I do not generally recommend the zorua line for people who struggle with disassociation and unreality. Discuss with your medical professional.
Care rating: Orange.
Training:
Dark types sadly have undeserved reputations for being hard to train. Zorua and zoroark take to battling and training well, and generally enjoy it.
For general day to day behaviour, work on teaching them the difference between funny and cruel pranks. They will play tricks, and you do need to accept that, but there is a difference between playfully hiding your phone and playfully hiding your medication. They aren't cruel by nature, but like children, they do need to be taught that some things just aren't acceptable. As with all pokemon, positive reinforcement is best. Laugh when appropriate, and offer stony silence when it isn't. With time, they'll soon learn the difference.
The zorua line isn't hard to train, but you need to be consistent and fair.
Training rating: Green
Safety:
No real notes here. Though the illusions can be distressing for some people, as a general rule the zorua line is pretty safe. Though if you let it play with children make absolutely sure the right kid gets taken home.
Safety rating: Green.
Overall ranking.
A somewhat tricky pokemon, the zorua line is best for people who are patient, alert and tolerant of japes and tomfoolery. Probably not a beginner pokemon, but with its tendency to hide its form, it may wind up being one anyway.
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Hi do you mind if I ask horny questions about streusel here? bc I want to say that I want to kiss her tailhole and hen and balls and any other spot it wants. also how does she feel about penetration if you don't mind me asking? btw I know you also mentioned that it has kobolds that do things do those also include horny things? and if so what kind?
gbrfhdubt hi. anyone whos mutuals in some veriety with this account is welcome to ask horny questions abt my ocs and characters. always encouraged.
kissing rly good theres so much of it to kiss ok ? its hen is small but still like. dragon sized. working out the exact sizes in my head is giving me headaches lol so im just not at that point yet
penetration with hands/muzzlefucking is fine, im on the fence abt it with cock in like an outright sexual context but frankly if we're cool, probably just keep it gentle
the kobolds im keeping explicitly not horny, what started the dragon mood was me making a post abt how it would be nice to have lil kobold helpers for things around the house (castle) and thats evolved in my head to be they're explicitly like. housecare/aid bc im projecting alot of disability thoughts onto this dragon and i wanna keep that seperated from the horny bits. however sex with others is fine streusel is easy to tease. ive done a bit of light rp with a friend and im still figuring out the limits and intricacies there but they are there. get gay with this dragon
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