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The Studio has quite a lot of experience with its transformation processes used for its wardrobe department. Tights, super suits, briefs, wetsuits. They have a method of finding submissive aspiring actors and using various forms of technology and magic to create new pieces out of them. This is beneficial not to the actors, models, and athletes that wear the remains of the person in question, but to the person who gets to become the suit, and to the sadistic directors that run this industry, who quite frankly get off on the humiliation of young men.

Jimmy showed up late for what he was told would be an initiation before he was to meet Tom Holland on the set of the new Spiderman movie. He wasn’t told much else, just to come alone and keep it a secret that he was there, so no information about the film or the set could be leaked. He was nervous and excited to see what was in store for him.

“I’m so sorry I’m late!” He said, finishing his coffee and taking off his jacket. “It won’t happen again.”

“It won’t.” The Director says. “Jimmy, before we begin, we’re just gonna need your measurements, go over there to the wardrobe department now and they’ll tell you what to do next.”

The young man headed to an older gentleman, who quickly took all of his measurements with tape while another wrote them down.

“What’s this for?” Jimmy asks out of curiosity.

“For your Spiderman suit,” he’s told.

Jimmy is confused. He thought he was going to be an extra in this film. Or at least a small walk-on role.

“My Spiderman suit? What? Tom Holland plays Spiderman.”

“No one told you?” The wardrobe director says with a sly smirk, “You’re going to be his body double.”

“Body double? I think there’s a mistake, Sir. I don’t do stunts. And I wouldn’t look good in a Spiderman suit.”

“Aw, don’t say that,” the man tells Jimmy. “You’re gonna look GREAT as a Spiderman suit. Now, go sit tight while we work on some adjustments.”

Jimmy is so confused and even more nervous now. They were giving him a bigger role than he was prepared for. He considered just leaving, when Tom Holland himself walked on set. He was a few yards away, talking to the Director. Jimmy got excited.

“Is it ready yet?” He hears Tom ask.

The Director pulls Tom aside and is explaining something to him in a hushed tone. They both keep glancing at Jimmy. This is getting weird for him, but he’s still so happy to be able to meet Tom Holland. They’re finished talking, and Tom walks right up to him, introducing himself with an outstretched hand.

“It is such an honor to meet you!” Jimmy gushes. “I absolutely love you as Spiderman, I think you capture Peter Parker, just, perfectly. This is crazy!”

Tom smiles modestly.

“Thanks man. You excited for your scene?” Tom smiles.

“I’m ecstatic,” Jimmy admits, “Although, to be honest I’m not exactly sure what my role is? No one will really tell me.

Tom glances around. They’re both out of earshot from the rest of the crew. The Director is off telling some gaffers what to do.

"I’ll let you in on a secret, man.” Tom says quietly. “You’re going to have the most important role in the film.”

Jimmy’s ears perk up. What was he saying?

“You’re going to be iconic to the rest of the series. The other suit was ripped pretty bad during a fight scene.”

“Can you…elaborate?” Jimmy asks. “This seems like a lot of pressure.”

“Oh, you’re going to feel a lot of pressure, alright, that’s for sure,” Tom laughs. Jimmy is confused.

“Jimmy!” The head of wardrobe calls. Jimmy turns to see the man holding up a red and blue spandex suit with a spider on it. “It’s ready for you.”

Tom puts his hand firmly on Jimmy’s shoulder.

“Get into it, dude. It’s the best feeling in the world. I promise. I can’t wait to see it.”

Jimmy blushes. He heads over to the changing tent, grabs the suit, closes the curtain, and strips. Jimmy’s put in plenty of morphsuits before, for college Halloween parties and such, but he’s never worn an expensive spandex suit like this one. He cautiously squeezes his foot into the leg first, and the spandex feels so comforting, so smooth on his skin. He pulls the leg up and works his other foot into the suit. As he pulls the lower half tightly up to his waist, he can’t help but grow a rock-hard boner over how good the suit feels. It’s better than a second skin. It’s even better than his own skin. Little does he know, soon it will be. He pulls the suit up over his abdomen, a little insecure about his slight beer gut showing through the spandex. He puts his arms in the sleeves, the gloves coating his hands perfectly, and pulls the suit up to his neck. With help from wardrobe crew, he’s zipped in from the back. Now all that’s left is the detachable hood to cover his face. He takes a look in the mirror while his head is still uncovered. He looks absolutely amazing in this thing, despite being a little too fat for it.

“What do you think of your new skin?” Tom Holland grins.

Ignoring the strange comment and passing it off as some film set slang, Jimmy says,

“It’s like nothing I’ve felt before, it’s great. I could live in this thing.”

He notices some crew members smirk and exchange sinister glances. He’s suspicious now.

“So…what’s my role though?” He puzzles. “Tom, would you–”

He’s interrupted as Tom Holland unexpectedly grabs the Spiderman mask from the wardrobe crew member holding it, and forces it onto Jimmy’s head. It’s so out of nowhere and uncharacteristic of Tom Holland, that Jimmy is caught off guard. He’s about to voice his outrage, but he finds that the mask prevents him from talking. His mouth is squeezed shut by the super tight fabric, which is also pressing on his nose. He can barely breathe or see. He reaches up to remove the mask, and feels himself forces down by several crew members he panics and squirms, muffled yells hardly escaping through the mask. He starts to give up fighting back. His muscles feel weak, like they’re disintegrating. He hears the Director’s voice.

“Oh, this is excellent. He’s working up a real sweat. That’ll make the transition go more smoothly.”

Jimmy can’t struggle any more, his body is relaxing as his limbs start to go limp. He can’t comprehend What s going on. The mask has him in a daze. He can’t breathe. His chest is caving in. The suit conforms to his skin, and pretty sure he doesn’t have skin other than the spandex layer. His muscles vanish, then his bones and organs, and in seconds all that’s lying on the studio floor is a limp, empty, red and blue Spiderman suit. Jimmy can feel himself as just a flat spandex suit now, but he can’t scream or move.

His soul is interwoven with Tom Holland’s new suit. Now he understands what Tom was telling him. He really is going to play the role of Spiderman.

Unlike a lot of the Studio’s work, the anatomy of the suit corresponds with that of its previous wearer, only inside out, since his mind is within the fabric. For example, Jimmy’s face is now both the inside and the outside of the mask. He can see, hear, and smell everything Tom does when he’s wearing the mask, and is practically kissing Tom when it’s on. His hands are the gloves, and can feel everything Tom touches. Tom squeezes into Jimmy, and is instantly hard, having completely dominated this man in wearing him as a Spiderman costume. Jimmy feels the erection. It’s pretty much his own. This is what it means for him to have a penis now. Tom’s hard on stretches the fabric where his should be, and he feels it. It’s amazing.

“How do you like him?” The Director asks.

“Fantastic,” Tom grins. “I can feel his energy leaving him and entering me. It’s empowering.”

“Good,” the sadistic man remarks. “Another great job. Put the mask on, let’s see.”

Tom puts the iconic Spidey mask on, and Jimmy feels Tom’s head fill his own. His head is Tom’s. His face is Tom’s. This is the best feeling in the world. Tom teases Jimmy by licking the inside of the spandex mask, and grins, removing it.

“I can feel him in there!” Tom exclaims excitedly. “That’s kinda weird!”

What’s weirder is that for Jimmy, his “head” can noe be removed from his body whenever Tom wants, and he won’t die of decapitation. Technically, he’s not really even alive anymore, he’s just a sentient suit.

As filming rolls on, Jimmy grows used to Tom Holland sweating in him, stretching in him, being hard in him, and his hot breath condensing in what should be Jimmy’s mouth. This is the most strangely erotic experience of Jimmy’s boring life. He knows that this is exactly what he was meant for and he can’t help but except it. He gets to be Tom Holland’s Spiderman suit forever.

I just love *clenches fist* talking about character analysis and why characters act the way they do. It’s supremely satisfying to figure out motivations of characters and see how that ties into their core nature and how they perceive the world around them.

Interesting

how’s everyone doin tonight i just broke tumblr

Dec. 17

Oooh this is great advice

every writing tip article and their mother: dont ever use adverbs ever!

me, shoveling more adverbs onto the page because i do what i want: just you fucking try and stop me

I finally posted my first commissioned fic lmao. I think you'll really like it if you like mind control/hypnosis gay fiction

Unfortunately it’s a one shot since the commissioner only paid for a single chapter. I’m definitely open to continuing it though, or any of my other stories by brute forcing it (most of them are almost done but are in development hell), should anyone else pay me 20$ for a choose my own plot with your characters commission.

If you or anyone else is interested you’re totally free to dm me on discord at abyssmaluser#7790 so we can discuss what you want.

I have plenty of ideas for chapter two for this fic already haha.

PSA: Stuff You Maybe Didn’t Realize You Can Back Up To AO3, And How To Tag it

Tumblr seems to be in potential death throes or at least, incredibly volatile and unreliable lately, but we’ve done some pretty good and informative work on canon analysis and reference guides so I was looking for ways to back it up without losing it…and the solution became obvious to me: Archive of Our Own, aka AO3.  “What?” you might ask if you are less familiar with their TOS. “Isn’t that just a fanfic archive??” No! It’s a fanWORK archive. It is an archive for fanworks in general! “Fanwork” is a broad term that encompasses a lot of things, but it doesn’t just include fanfic and fanart, vids etc; it also includes “fannish” essays and articles that fall under what’s often called “meta” (from the word for “beyond” or “above”, referencing that it goes beyond the original exact text)! The defining factor of whether Archive of Our Own is the appropriate place to post it is not whether or not it’s a fictional expansion of canon (fanfic), though that is definitely included - no, it’s literally just “is this a work by a ‘fan’ intended for other ‘fannish’ folks/of ‘fannish’ interest?”  The articles we’ve written as a handy reference to the period-appropriate Japanese clothing worn by Inuyasha characters?  The analyses of characters? The delineations of concrete canon (the original work) vs common “fanon” (common misconceptions within the fandom)? Even the discussion of broader cultural, historical, and geographic context that applies to the series and many potential fanworks?  All of those are fannish nonfiction! Which means they absolutely can (and will) have a home on AO3, and I encourage anybody who is wanting to back up similar works of “fannish interest” - ranging from research they’ve done for a fic, to character analyses and headcanons - to use AO3 for it, because it’s a stable, smooth-running platform that is ad-free and unlike tumblr, is run by a nonprofit (The OTW) that itself is run by and for the benefit of, fellow fans.  Of course, that begs the question of how to tag your work if you do cross-post it, eh? So on that note, here’s a quick run-down of tags we’re finding useful and applicable, which I’ve figured out through a combination of trial and error and actually asking a tag wrangler (shoutout to @wrangletangle for their invaluable help!): First, the Very Broad: - “ Nonfiction ”. This helps separate it from fanfic on the archive, so people who aren’t looking for anything but fanfic are less likely to have to skim past it, whereas people looking for exactly that content are more likely to find it. - while “Meta” and “Essay” and even “Information” are all sometimes used for the kinds of nonfiction and analytical works we post, I’ve been told “ Meta Essay ” is the advisable specific tag for such works. This would apply to character analyses, reference guides to canon, and even reference guides to real-world things that are reflected in the canon (such as our articles on Japanese clothing as worn by the characters).  The other three tags are usable, and I’ve been using them as well to cover my bases, but they’ll also tend to bring up content such as “essay format” fanfic or fanfic with titles with those words in them - something that does not happen with “Meta Essay”.

- I’ve also found by poking around in suggested tags, that “ Fanwork Research & Reference Guides ” is consistently used (even by casual users) for: nonfiction fannish works relating to analyses of canon materials; analyses of and meta on fandom-specific or fanwork-specific tropes; information on or guides to writing real-world stuff that applies to or is reflected in specific fandoms’ media (e.g. articles on period-appropriate culture-specific costuming and how to describe it); and expanded background materials for specific fans’ fanworks (such as how a given AU’s worldbuilding is supposed to be set up) that didn’t fit within the narrative proper and is separated out as a reference for interested readers. Basically, if it’s an original fan-made reference for something specific to one or more fanworks, or a research aid for writing certain things applicable to fanworks or fannish interests in general, then it can fall under that latter tag. 

- You should also mark it with any appropriate fandom(s) in the “Fandom” field. Just like you would for a fanfic, because of course, the work is specifically relevant to fans of X canon, right? If it discusses sensitive topics, or particular characters, etc., you should probably tag for those. E.g. “death” or “mental illness”, “Kagome Higurashi”, etc. 

Additionally, if you are backing it up from a Tumblr you may wish to add: - “ Archived From Tumblr “ and/or “ Cross-Posted From Tumblr ” to reference the original place of publication, for works originally posted to tumblr. (I advise this if only because someday, there might not be “tumblr” as we know it, and someone might be specifically looking for content that was originally on it, you never know) - “ Archived From [blog name] Blog ”; this marks it as an archived work from a specific blog. And yes, I recommend adding the word “blog” in there for clarity- Wrangletangle was actually delighted that I bothered to tag our first archived work with “Archived From Inu-Fiction Blog” because being EXTREMLY specific about things like that is super helpful to the tag wranglers on AO3, who have to decide how to categorize/”syn” (synonym) various new tags from alphabetized lists without context of the original posting right in front of them.  In other words, including the name AND the word “blog” in it, helps them categorize the tag on the back end without having to spend extra time googling what the heck “[Insert Name Here]” was originally. 

Overall, you should be as specific and clear as possible, but those tags/tag formats should prove useful in tagging it correctly should you choose to put fannish essays and articles up on AO3 :) Oh, and protip sidebar for those posting, especially works that are more than plain text: you can make archiving things quicker and easier for yourself, but remember to plan ahead for tumblr’s potential demise/disabling/service interruptions. The good news: You can literally copy and paste the ENTIRE text of a tumblr post from say, an “edit” window, on tumblr, straight into AO3′s Rich Text Format editor, and it will preserve pretty much all or almost all of the formatting - such as bold, italics, embedded links, etc! But the bad news: keep in mind that while AO3 allows for embedded images and it WILL transfer those embedded images with a quick copy-paste like that, AO3 itself doesn’t host the images for embedding; those are still external images. This means that whether or not they continue to load/display for users, depends entirely on whether the file is still on the original external server! As I quickly discovered, in the case of posts copied from the Edit window of a tumblr post, the images will still point to the copies of the images ON tumblr’s servers. What this means is that you should back up (save copies elsewhere of) any embedded images that you consider vital to such posts, in case you need to upload them elsewhere and fiddle with where the external image is being pulled from, later.  Personally, I’m doing that AND adding image descriptions underneath them, just to be on the safe side (and in fairness, this makes it more accessible to people who cannot view the images anyway, such as sight-impaired people who use screen readers or people who have images set to not automatically display on their browser, so it’s win-win)

Tom's hypnotic massage.

Tom was sat at his desk, leaning back in his chair as he was bored out of his mind. After filming ended there was a short gap between it and the movie premiering and each time Tom had to wait for it to premier he was always bored. Being a celebrity was fun and all but the attention sometimes got too much.

His phone vibrates against the desk and he picked it up, it was an unknown number (something which he had to deal with constantly) and for once it interested him, the text read: 'Dear Mr Tom Holland, I hope you are doing well. I am the manager of a very renown spa and I understand that being a celebrity is quite stressful so I'm offering you a special offer. A three day getaway, i understand this is a bit sketchy but I have offered this to many of your friends and other Avengers cast members so just ask them. Please let me know and we will arrange it.'

Tom had never been to a spa before so he was willing to accept the offer without even fact checking but he thought it would be best to fact check. He would text Chris Evans and Hemsworth as well as Robert Downey Jr. just to see if they got the offer and both of the Chris' said they had but Robert hadn't, and warned Tom to be safe if he accepted it.

The young celebrity messaged the manager back and arranged it for the coming weekend, Friday to Sunday, and he couldn't wait. When Friday came he got an uber to the location and it looked like a place from a magazine, he pretty much ran in like a giddy child and headed straight for the reception. It was like they were expecting him as they already had someone to take his bags to his room and tom followed.

His room was a suite and he instantly fell back onto the queen sized bed and the sheets were so soft, it felt like a few minutes to tom as he dozed off and when he woke up the manager was knocking on the door with a towel in hand. The manager looked dazed and not entirely with it, his eyes completely dull. "Please follow me."

Tom did as was asked off him and they arrived at a gym, "its recommended to work out before you experience our massage, here is your complementary towel and headphones. It's also recommended you listen to these as you work out, it's a playlist made just for you." He take them both thankfully and the manager left. Tom looked around and saw a basketball hoop and he smiled, deciding to play some basketball.

He pulled on the headphones and started to dribble the ball about, the music they had him listen to sounded like the ocean, it relaxed his muscles to the point whenever he shot the ball at the hoop he couldn't even raise his arms above his head. After a few attempts he gave up and looked around, a man was watching him and when he noticed he had finished beckoned him to a room off to the side.

Tom followed and took off the headphones, it was a small changing room with a locker and the guy smiled at him. "Its a pleasure to meet you, my name is Isaac and I'll be your masseuse today. You can either go nude and use the towel or wear your boxers underneath. It's completely up to you." Tom nodded and Isaac went in to the massage room to prepare it for the celebrity.

Tom took off his shoes and dirty socks, before stripping off his sweat covered shirt and lowered his shorts past his knees and they pooled around his ankles. He put them all in the locker and spent a couple of minutes whether or not to go nude, he had read it was better to wear underwear but something made him strip them off and place them in the locker with the rest of his clothes.

He wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped into the massage room with the headphones in hand, unsure what he was meant to do with them. The room smelled great and there was some candles lit, the smell got into Tom's lungs and made him feel dazed as he walked to the table and lead face down. He heard isaac move closer to the table. "The music is gonna help you relax alright? I'm going to start now." Isaac slipped the headphones on to Tom's head and the song was different.

It was more relaxing and it sounded like it had some chanting involved with it, Tom felt Isaac's hands gently caressing his back, causing his muscles to relax and he would kneed his back making Tom sigh in relief. After a short while of isaac repeating this the chanting in the music got more intense and something cold was applied to Tom's back but his muscles were so relaxed he could barely raise his head to look.

It was an aphrodisiac infused massage oil, and as the man rubbed into his back Tom's sighs of relief turned into quiet little moans as his whole back became sensitive. Isaac repeated the same for the celebrity's calfs. The chanting turned to coherent words for Tom now, telling him how much he liked the sensation of hands running along his body and that he should just let his mind go and listen to people who could make him feel good. Isaac's hands ran up from his calfs and into the small gap of the towel causing tom to moan and shiver in happiness.

The words suddenly got more intense, telling him to obey constantly. 'Obey the hands' and 'obey the sensation.' After a few minutes he had fallen into a trance and isaac stopped, he took off the headphones and cleared his throat. "Now Tom, why dont you turn over." Tom did as he was told and the towel around his crotch was tenting from his hard cock and isaac grinned. "That's a good boy. You like feeling like this dont you tom?"

Tom had a dopey smile on his face as he mumbled a yes, the man grinned as he caressed Tom's cheek. "We've been monitoring you tom. The things you look at on tumblr, the things you read on the internet. And you like the idea of hypnosis dont you?" Tom nodded as his dull eyes stared at isaac.

"Your going to obey every command I give you Tom, because i am your new master. And you like that dont you? Being told what to do." Before tom could even nod Isaac had crossed his arms. "Stand up and drop the towel, once you have put your hands behind your head." Tom sat up and undid the towel and as he stood up it dropped to the floor, and he put his hands behind his head.

Isaac pulled out a razor and started to shave the young celebrity humming the spiderman theme song and once he was done smiled widely. "Now sleep tom...sleep~"isaac had his arms out wide to catch the celebrity as he fell forward, in a deep deep sleep.

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When Tom woke up from is sleep he was in a dark room, or was it dark because he couldn't see. He went to reach up to touch his face but his arms were tied behind his back. He went to let out a scream but it came out muffled into the gag in his mouth and his ankles were spread apart by a spreader bar.

He knew something was wrong, it felt very very wrong. Isaac smirked as he watched Tom struggle in his bonds as he grabbed his jaw. "Stop moving now tom...its okay. Your safe, masters here. And he's gonna take good care of you. You like that idea. I'm gonna be all you think of now, so please dont worry. Just take deep relaxing breaths, and wait for me to come back. When I do we will have some fun~"

Tom relaxed and a minute later Isaac left, closing and locking a door behind him.

Hypno Contact List

Hey guys, So I decided to try and create a contact list for those of us who want to stay connected. 

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