JustSomeHobo

[Hypnosis, Self-Hypnosis, Goth TF] Pyra stared at herself in the mall changing room mirror, nervous and frightened. The girl was no stranger to feeling odd in her own skin. It was this emotion that had driven her down a path of introspection, a path that had led her to meet a multitude of lifelong friends and helped her to realize parts of herself that she hadn’t before. Sure, it had led to a lot of friendly teasing and becoming a flustered, blushy mess from time to time, but deep down she genuinely appreciated the fact that everyone cared enough about her to treat her that way. But this was different. It was a sensation that had blossomed in her heart seemingly on a whim… Or perhaps it had always been there, simply stoked by the passions she had sparked on her path to find herself. There was a feeling of darkness. Not necessarily a feeling of evil or despair, but rather, a feeling that found itself resonating with positive energy whenever something dark or self-indulgent emerged.

[Hypnosis, Self-Hypnosis, Goth TF] Pyra stared at herself in the mall changing room mirror, nervous and frightened. The girl was no stranger to feeling odd in her own skin. It was this emotion that had driven her down a path of introspection, a path that had led her to meet a multitude of lifelong friends and helped her to realize parts of herself that she hadn’t before. Sure, it had led to a lot of friendly teasing and becoming a flustered, blushy mess from time to time, but deep down she genuinely appreciated the fact that everyone cared enough about her to treat her that way. But this was different. It was a sensation that had blossomed in her heart seemingly on a whim… Or perhaps it had always been there, simply stoked by the passions she had sparked on her path to find herself. There was a feeling of darkness. Not necessarily a feeling of evil or despair, but rather, a feeling that found itself resonating with positive energy whenever something dark or self-indulgent emerged.