#me and saiph are very normal about them

[chaosghoulx]

Turnov: "Is something burning?"

Espresso: "Just my love for you."

Turnov: "Presso the toaster is on fire."

[alterhumansafespace]

Hello! I have a question, do you think you could explain emotional shifts, astral shifts, aura shifts, bi-locational shifts and spiritual shifts to me? I know about mental shifts, and i can assume what perception shifts are about, but i've never heard about this other types of shifts!

Thank you!

I’ll definitely be posting each separately in their own terms of the week posts, but I’ll give a rundown of each with examples of how I personally experience them.

Shift types:

Emotional- basically they happens to come from a heightened state of emotion, which can be any.

Example: My copingkin has these shifts when I feel rejected, heightening the feeling into betrayal due to the fact that I cope as Fenrir from Norse myth.

Astral- where your alterhuman self leaves your human body. Normally found in meditation and dissociation, and requires a belief in the astral plain.

Example 1: I get this a lot with my dragonself. I’m a very spiritual person by nature.

Example 2: You could think of wolf walkers if you’ve seen the movie/clips of the movie on TikTok for this type of shift as well.

Aura- This one requires a belief in auras, but it’s where you feel the form of your life energy turn/as your alterhuman identity.

Example: I feel these a lot actually as I sometimes intertwine some of my phantom shifts as my dragonself.

Fun Fact: This is how I actually was able to figure out my dragonself’s appearance and size, as well as my Fenrir copinglink. My aura’s size changed drastically.

Bi-locational- It’s you feeling your alterhuman self in their natural habitat in a different location. This can be felt through double sensory input or vivid daydreaming.

Example: I get these a lot with my dragonself, especially when I am looking out a car window or in a plane. This also happens when I’m up late at night.

Spiritual- These are undefined shifts that require you to believe that your alterhuman identity(ies) are to some level spiritual, like astral and aura shifts

Example: I do believe in past lives and reincarnation, but none of my identities are past lives. My best example is my otherkin identity. I believe it’s a connection of myself from somewhere else.

I do believe all of my identities are in some capacity both psychological and spiritual. My dragonkin identity just happens to be the best example of spiritual shifts.

As an added note, perception shifts are shifts in your perception of the outside world or self-image through your alterhuman identity. The Fenrir ones encompasses both outside world and self image.

There are other sorts of shifts as well that I don’t personally experience, like dream shifts due to the fact that I never remember my dreams.

Hopefully that helps you with a basic understanding of what these shifts are!

>Saiph 🐉

[liquidstar]

31,68

Thank you for sending these anon!! I actually already did 31, though I was pretty general about it so if you wanted more details I could go on about a specific OC, but for right now I’ll just do 68 and talk about a few ^^

68. How did their environment growing up affect their personality?

I really like this question because it really is such a vital part of a character, but also because with this new set of ocs a lot actually were raised in the same environment!

From just the main 5, Saiph and Mira were two characters that were raised in the guild since they were babies, it’s the only family they know, and it’s incredibly important to them. All of the characters who were raised together in this way see each other as siblings, this extends to younger members like Capella and Alcor too, the people they were raised by are like big siblings or aunt/uncle figures. They all call the guildmaster some variant of “granny” or “grandma”. Growing up, Saiph sort of took it upon himself to be Mira’s big brother, they were always off on little “adventures” together, though he sort of allowed her to be a bit sheltered while he’d play the tough parts, you can easily see that in their personalities and dynamics to this day.

Al is a character that started coming by the guild later on, when he was around 12, so his relationship with the others is just classic childhood friends. Before that though his upbringing consisted of mainly just him and his mom, his dad was always away since he had an important job as a knight, but he’d hardly ever see him, and in truth he resents him. Being constantly compared to his father is literally his whole issue, if he hadn’t been made to feel as inherently lesser as a child he wouldn’t always compare himself to others now. After his mother’s death he ended up being sent to stay with a guild, because his father still wasn’t around enough to take proper care of him, but even while he was there he was always surrounded by people amazed by the person his father is.

Similarly Bella didn’t join the guild until a year or so after Al, and her homelife wasn’t exactly pleasant beforehand either. Saying her mother was strict would be an understatement, her parenting was the type that forced her daughter to develop a power where she would shut out all pain, emotional and physical, it clearly wasn’t a fun time. Bella doesn’t even refer to her as her mother, she simply calls her “the woman who gave birth to me” or “that woman”. At age 14 she ran away and never looked back, but of course the guild welcomed the runaway with open arms to a much warmer environment. Still that doesn’t take away the damage, but it can help mend it. Underneath her edgy demeanor she’s still very fragile and really kind, even if she acts all, you know, tsundere about it. She considers the guild her real family, she’d do anything for them.

Polaris joined the guild last, fitting in with her whole isolation thing she’s literally the only one without a long-standing bond within the group, she just joined, she’s brand new! But that doesn’t mean they don’t consider her just as much a part of the team of course. She was raised in a small village in the north by just her father, she lived a pretty normal childhood but was still always a very secluded kid, her father had this slightly overprotective nature about him, not controlling but still overly cautious, like he was afraid of something specific. Polaris didn’t end up getting all too close to people as a result, but she wasn’t as extreme about her isolation until a catastrophe struck the village, and because of her dad and newly found power, as far as she knows, she’s the solitary survivor. Just her, alone. And her wolf. She leaned in harder to her seclusion from that point on, partly as just a way to protect psyche, and to avoid that kind of loss again. So being placed into a real close family again, it’s a gambol for her, but as she grows closer to them (whether she likes it or not) she figures maybe it’s one worth taking.

[whatcouldgowrong-ohthat]

His Shooting Star Chapter Six

Here is Chapter 6! The part that holds the snippet does have some edits. That’s normal for mine, just a fair warning. But I hope you guys enjoy it!

Masterlist

Links to: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

Summary: Captain Bucky Barnes loves being a pirate. He’s good at what he does. He feels as if he’s found his purpose. And yet…still there’s something missing. Until you. You in your wonder and shine, appearing as if out of nowhere. Will Bucky and his crew be able to help you find your way back home? Or will the captain decide he can’t let his newest treasure go?

Chapter Six

Not everyone was meant for the sea. Some were unique and could spend their lives living in caves and forests with only the clothes on their backs. Others were deemed strange, like pirates, practically born for a life on the water. And most were meant to spend their days in the small towns, living their lives as mere peasants taking orders from a small percentage. That percentage, albeit small, sat on the throne and dictate the lives of those meant for the towns and for the sea. 

Loki found himself dreading stepping onto one of those ridiculous ships. His eyes stared at the fading sun, the rocking waters, and disgust settled in the pit of his stomach. Nausea was already lurking, ready to attack him once he spent more than an hour off land. Some were simply not made for the sea. And Loki was part of the some.

“Are you ready to go?”

He looked to his companion. The warrior, Valkyrie, was a curious thing that he didn’t quite understand. However, she was part of the agreement. If he were to get everything he was previously promised and more, it meant having to work with this strange alcoholic of a woman. “I was waiting for you, Valkyrie.”

She gestured to the ship to their left. It was a small thing, not nearly grand enough for someone of his royal background. But then again, perhaps that was a good thing. If they were noticed, then that would ruin everything. For now, something small would work just fine.

Humming to himself, he nodded his approval before looking at her. “The sun will be gone soon. We should leave while we can.”

Valkyrie smirked, taking a swig of the alcohol that she’d taken from his room. Gesturing to the boat, she said, “After you.” She watched him take leisurely strides towards the docks, curious as to what this man’s plan was. He was nothing like his brother, Prince Thor, and didn’t seem to fit in with any of his family. The meant he didn’t think like them either. So what was his plan? “If you don’t mind my asking,” she said, jogging after him before falling into stride just behind him. “Where are we going?”

“To the only place that has more resources than Asgard.”

She raised an eyebrow, not sure whether she believed such a kingdom existed. Asgard was known for its wealth and resources. Somebody else could combat that? “Such a place exists?”

Loki looked over his shoulder, thin lips forming into one of those knowing grins. “Oh, Valkyrie, have you ever heard of Stark?”

Valkyrie faltered in her steps, eyes wide. This man that they hired…he was definitely different.

Looking away, Loki continued on the path, shouting back, “Are you coming or just going to stand there drinking all day?”

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The sun had set and with the Stark kingdom being just beyond the horizon, Bucky allowed everyone to asleep for the night. It was a rare moment, something they happily took advantage of because it meant there were no toes to tip around come morning. And everyone needed to be on their best if they were to take the right step with Stark. However, not everyone is able to sleep so easily. Some toss and turn as easily as the waves. Others snoring combats the creaking of the ship. 

Some simply suffer.

Y/N woke in a cold sweat, chest heaving and tears staining her cheeks. Sheets were tangled around her legs and hands were twisting around the rough fabric. It wasn’t until her gaze finally focused past the ceiling and onto the woman shaking her awake, that she was beginning to realize what had happened.

“Y/N, what is it? What happened?” Shuri’s voice was muffled in her ears, drowned out by a ringing. Her gaze shifted from Shuri to a shadowed figure behind her. She tensed, fresh tears welling in her eyes as she clawed at Shuri. Desperation was whining away any sense of clarity. “Y/N! Please, calm down!”

“Let me go! Get away from me!” Her shrieks were like knives on Shuri’s sensitive ears. She swiped an arm, almost knocking her friend in the head if it weren’t for Shuri’s quick reflexes. “Get away!” Y/N kicked her, forcing Shuri to stumble back. 

She caught herself on her desk, wide eyes staring. Y/N was fixated on something, already curled into herself. Her eyes never wavered, watching the wall as if it were a person speaking to her. She looked so frail and fragile, muttering something about stars and mortals. Rubbing her stomach, Shuri knew she needed help if Y/N was going to calm down in any sort of way. “I will be right back, Y/N. I promise.” She opened the door, turning around only to be met by an exhausted Bucky standing in her doorway.

His elbow was propped against the door, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. Dark circles were already finding their way home underneath Bucky’s eyes. It was clear from his tense shoulders and stifled yawn that he was utterly exhausted. And judging from his place at the door, Y/N hd woken him. “What is going on,” he asked through clenched teeth.

“I — Captain, she —“ Shuri noticed Bucky look past her and to the woman on the bed, whatever she was going to say dying before she could form the proper words.

He frowned and gently pushed Shuri to the side, his gaze never wavering. “Y/N?” he asked, following her gaze to the empty corner. What was she seeing? He sat on the edge of the bed, trying to get her to look at him. “Y/N, look at me, please.”

Her hands shook, one wrapped tightly around her legs and nails digging into her flesh. The other was twirling the chain of her necklace tighter and tighter, digging it into her neck. The sight made something inside Bucky break. He hated it. She shouldn’t be doing this to herself. “Betelgeuse…Bellatrix…Mintaka…” 

Her words were soft as Bucky reached for the hand twisting the chain. His fingers wound around her hand, freezing her actions. She murmured, “Na’ir…Saiph…Heka…” Eyes shifting from her face to her hand, Bucky wasn’t sure what to do. He’d woken from nightmares. He’d endured those moments where his mind was completely lost to the past. But this seemed so different.

“Why is she listing stars?” Shuri asked, stepping closer as she stared at her friend. All she wanted to do was help, but she wasn’t sure how.

“I don’t know, but it’s something to do with the necklace and her markings. I’m sure of it.” Bucky shifted further onto the bed, blocking her view of the corner. Still, her gaze didn’t fixate on him. Cupping her face in his hand, he stroked her cheek gently. Why did he give her that necklace? If he hadn’t let her under his skin, she wouldn’t have it back. She wouldn’t be like this in this moment.

Whispering, “Alnilam…Alnitak…Thabit…”

“Those are all stars from Orion,” Shuri said, the names finally ringing a bell. She took a step forward, hands flexing and fidgeting. All she wanted to do was help.

Bucky nodded, brow furrowed. His mind raced with each and every name, spinning in circles as he tried to recollect them. “The only one missing is —“ Bucky looked at Shuri before focusing back on Y/N. 

They spoke together. “Rigel.”

Her chest calmed, her hand releasing the pendant. Bucky watched her carefully, his hands moving to untwist the chain. The pendant swung, knocking against his arm. An angry red mark wrapped itself around her neck, faint bruises threatening to form. Some spots looked close to bleeding and the sight made him sick. Swallowing thickly, he turned his gaze back to hers. Blue eyes met y/e/c. Softly, he asked, “Y/N?”

Eyes blinking slowly, she whispered, “I…I remembered something. I remembered someone.”

Bucky and Shuri shared a look, knowing very well that between this and working to make amends with Tony, they were going to have more on their plates than they initially bargained for. The question was — how much was their responsibility?

Taking a slow breath, Bucky told Shuri, “Go wake Sam. Inform him of what’s happened and tell him I want to discuss a course of action within the hour. That should give him plenty of time to scramble some opinion together.” 

Shuri nodded and quickly left, the door closing behind her. When he was sure they wouldn’t be disturbed again, Bucky turned back to Y/N. “What do you remember?”

She stammered, voice lost in her throat. “I—“

Sighing softly, Bucky closed his eyes for a brief moment. He couldn’t let himself get frustrated. Not when he had witnessed what she’d just endured. Opening his eyes, he saw the way she looked at him and the fresh tears slipping down her cheeks. “Y/N, it’s all right. You’re safe now,” he whispered, brushing them away. “Take your time, but if you want us to help you, you’re going to have to tell me.”

Y/N nodded ever so slightly, closing her eyes and subconsciously leaning into his touch. It was a moment of weakness, of desperation seeking comfort. They both knew that. And Bucky knew all too well that moments of weakness had to be dealt with caution. Still, he couldn’t bring himself to pull away. Instead, his body did the exact opposite. He shifted and turned, pressing his back against the wall and pulling Y/N into his arms. Bucky refused to look at her, letting her curl onto his lap and rest her head on his shoulder. He propped his chin on top of her head, eyes focusing on the lamp on Shuri’s desk. He couldn’t let himself think of the warmth emanating from her body. He could’t allow himself to get fixated on her puffy eyes or dried tears. If he did, the walls around his heart would start to crack.

And then where would they be?

Taking a shaky breath, she bit her lip to keep it from quivering. Her heart was beating so fast. Her chest ached from breathing so hard. Everything felt like it was on fire and yet numb at the same time. Memories of her friends, of Bellatrix and Na’ir, flashed through her mind. Memories of her siblings — her older brother Mintaka and baby brother, Saiph — and exploring the mortal world. They did so through the stars and through existing as something else — something absolutely beautiful and gran. 

But there was something else. Someone else that sent a chill down her spine. They were shrouded in shadows, lost from the stars, and yet in charge of them. Why couldn’t she remember their face? Their name?

Hand clenching his shirt, Y/N stared at the skin peeking out from under his shirt. She remembered that night and how she’d fallen. She remembered the events leading up to…

She remembered the betrayal.

“Y/N?” 

Bucky’s rough voice pulled her from her thoughts. She looked up at him, nose accidentally brushing against his jaw. She missed the way he inhaled sharply, instead focusing on the gaze that now stared intently at her. “I’m here,” she whispered. “Just out of it.”

“The necklace helped you remember.” It wasn’t a question. Instead, it was a statement. He knew exactly what she had just gone through. “What do you remember?”

A lot. But how could she tell him without looking absolutely insane? “I remember names and faces.”

“Do you remember where you’re from?”

Yes. “No. I mean — sort of.”

He raised a brow. “Sort of?”

“I remember images, but I don’t have a name for it yet.”

Bucky sighed softly, leaning his head back until he felt it hit the wood. He wasn’t sure whether he was relieved or even more frustrated. All he knew was that she had become even more confusing. As were the emotions he felt towards her. Fingers running up and down her arm absentmindedly, Bucky couldn’t shake the fact that this was the most content he’d felt in a long time. “Well,” he whispered. “Rest for now. I’ll leave after you’ve fallen back asleep.”

It had been a couple hours and still there was no sign of Bucky. He wasn’t in his room or his office. They walked through all the other possibilities before finding themselves back at Shuri’s quarters. The pair were listening intently and Shuri had finally managed to open the door without fear of disrupting anyone on the other side.

“Oh, boy,” Sam muttered when he peeked his head inside. Bucky was lying on the bed with Y/N on top of him. Her hair was fanned out over them and her face nuzzled into his neck. One leg was looped around his, his arm holding her securely against him. Her other hand rest over his heart, rising and falling with every breath he took. The pair looked like this was something normal, something they always did.

“This…could be very good?”

Sam looked at Shuri, shaking his head. “Or very bad. You know how Buck gets when he lets people in. Two steps forward, five steps back.”

Shuri rolled her eyes, glaring at him. “Perhaps Y/N could make him a changed man.”

Sam sighed softly, not entirely sure what he thought about that. He looked back at the pair on the bed. All he wanted was for Bucky to be happy. For so long, the man had been focused on fixing the relationship with Tony. That had been the goal, seemingly the only thing that could make him happy. But seeing this and seeing Bucky so vulnerable made Sam wonder if Bucky’s fixation was wrong. Sure, it made sense to want an alliance with Tony. It meant, as people, making up for past mistakes and misunderstandings. And, as pirates, it meant getting away with a bit. 

But in the end, everyone on the ship would want what would make Bucky the man they first met all those years ago. People like Peter and MJ didn’t get to see that man. They know the good captain, sure, but they don’t know Bucky. And that is a good man to know. 

“There’s no waking him up and discussing Stark is there?” Sam grumbled.

“No,” she admitted with the smallest life. “I don’t think there is.”

He barely refrained from groaning, leaning against the doorway. “Then why the hell did you wake me up?”

Shuri smiled sheepishly. “Captain’s orders?”

Sam raised an eyebrow, glaring at her before pushing himself off the doorway. “Goodnight, Shuri.” He turned on his heel, intent on sleeping for the next hour before they would have to rise.

She watched him leave, smile turning into that impish grin. “Goodnight, Sam.” Looking at the bed, she closed the door and murmured a soft, “Goodnight, Captain.”

Life and Stark, plans and the mess that was reality, that could all wait till morning. Now was the time to sleep.

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If you like this story, check out my Beauty and the Beast fic and keep a look out for my upcoming story, “The Prince and the Pauper”! Y’all are the best!

[stellamore-after-dark]

Oooohhhh can you turn the last ariki spicy hc’s into a situation? 👀 we love ourselves a frustrated fish boi

😈

It had been days, days of your relentless teasing. Ariki was the embodiment of patience, such a virtue is not common nowadays in anyone,  but Ariki…well he had enough for himself and possibly all of Saiph. He had been working on keeping his composure, a low profile around you cause if you knew you were having any sort of effect on him it would be over, for him and for you. You, however, knew better. Since the moment you met Ariki it was immediate sparks. From the moment you, literally, fell in his arms you knew that he would be the one your soul would love and best of all the feeling was mutual. However, in this moment his fight or flight reflexes were failing him and he was at your mercy and you were well aware of it.

It was the end of the week and some of the summit members had been drafted for that week to hold a series of meetings outside of the Inner Sanctum, you and Ariki were part of the lucky few that were chosen. You were sent into a more urban area, along with the other members, that was heavily guarded for this event and each summit member was to be in their own room with a guard posted on their door with no visitors allowed…at all. With theses conditions in place you decided to have a field day with your lover. Each day it was something new; from brushing your hand lightly against his arm, to wearing his favorite scent, to getting real close to him and whispering how bad you needed him right now, it was putting him in a head space he had never been before and he was about ready to pounce on you. Thank goodness it was the end of that dreadful week and the summit was going to reconvene in the Inner Sanctum, and he was going to have you all alone in his own room.

“Hey Ariki, are you ready to go back?” you dropped an octave to your voice making you sound like the voice in his dreams.

His ears perked up as he moved his head your direction, giving you a warm smile that hid all of his true intentions.

“Why of course love.” You smirked back at him knowing that he couldn’t see your face. He kept smiling at you knowing that you probably had a smug look on you’re face without you knowing that he was planning your demise.

You both boarded the same carriage that took you to the Inner Sanctum, as the carriage when on its way you decided to tease him again, the difference is that you didn’t know that this would be your last time teasing him. You started by putting your hand on his knee and slowly it started creeping up to his thigh, once you had reached his inner thigh his hand reaches down and griped your wrist. He was looking out the carriage window as you tried to release yourself from his grasp to no avail.

“Ok, ok Ariki I get your point, can you let go now?” You were starting to actually feel uneasy. His hand on your wrist was hard enough that you were afraid he was going to leave a bruise. You hear small chuckle come from him as he turns from his former position with a smile on his face directed at you.

“Oh dear, whatever will you do? If this is making you question your choices……wait until we get home!” At that last part he got close to your ear and whispered it like a prayer to you ever so gently, but there was a fire in those words like a coiled up spring ready to burst. And that made you relax as you moved your face towards him to give him a kiss behind his ear. He moved before you could make it as he also released your hand from his hold; your lover was finally learning how to tease you back…and you were so proud.

As the carriage pulled up into the entrance of the Inner Sanctum, two guards were at the ready to open the door and when they did Ariki jumped out first followed by you. As you were both starting to walk in to the Sanctum one of the guards stop you both.

“Excuse our intrusion Mr. Tawera but we have a message from the Crown Prince who desires to meet with you over some agreements between the elves and the Marakihau.”

“Thank you kindly for this information, however I have other pressing business to attend to…” He turns to offer you his hand. “My sister will take this mater and meet with him if its of such urgency.” You turn towards Wauuru who makes you jump since you did not expect her to be so close to you. When did she even get there? Wauuru is looking at you with a smirk and all too knowing eyes.

“Go on then, I got this.” she says as gratitude flows from your mouth and Ariki pulls you away. As he basically power walks you through the palace you both finally reach his bedroom door. He opens it, leads you inside, and then immediately slams you against the closed door kissing you fiercely. You cup his dace with your hands as he takes your hands and pins them on top of you. He breaks from the kiss leaving you slightly breathless. He gets close to your ear again.

“Everything you did. You. Will. Pay” As he captures your neck in a myriad of kisses emanating a small excited laugh out of you that gets cut short by a moan that escapes your lips. Your back starts to arch as Ariki put all of his wait on you literally pinning you to the door.

“Now, now. We won’t be having any of that, BE patient.” He lets go of your hands only to start undressing you. You reach out your hands to do the same but he swats them away. “I am normally a very patient person, but you’ve drained my patience this week, so, I won’t say it again love…be patient!” Never had you been so turned on by this man than the way you are now. It was rare and few between when he’s so dominant, your weeks work paid off. He removes your last article of clothing only to tell you to lay on his bed. You do as your told and walk towards his bed. You climb on it as slowly as you can, and you could swear that Ariki could see you the way his eyes were so fixated on you. You finally put your back towards the cool sheets underneath you as you revel in the new feeling. You put your arms on top of your head in a tangled mess.

“Alright Ariki, here I am, what would you like of me.” in the same breath Ariki answers.

“All of you……spread your legs.” You feel a blush coming as a reaction of his first declaration but its quickly replaced by you bitting your lower lip and doing as he said. The shuffling sound of the sheets as you move your legs makes Ariki’s ears perk up as he moves to kneels in between. He starts by kissing your knee while he drags his nails from your buttocks all the way through the under side of your thigh making you hiss and start closing your legs With his free arm he stops you and holds your leg in place. He starts kissing you up your leg, reaching your thigh, and eventually your inner thigh. You feel your whole body starts to vibrate as you close your eyes and brace your self to feel his mouth on your most sensitive area. But he doesn’t. He stops and pulls away all together. You open your eyes to find him standing on the edge of the bed. You prop yourself up by your elbows with a questioning look.

“What? Were you expecting more? Oh my love, we’re just getting started.” He slowly begins to take his clothes off, too slow for your taste as you move to try to reach him only to be stopped by Ariki moving back away from you several feet.

“I never said you could move my dear, go back to the way you were or else we are done here!” He finishes that sentence with a smile that makes you wanna smack the smug off of him, your earlier pride is slowly turning into regret. He knows too much now.

You lie back down as he finishes undressing himself. You are caught breathless at the site of him, no matter how many times you’ve seen his nakedness he always leaves you speechless with how beautiful he is. Of course, you notice his arousal which makes yours spike to it’s highest level. He begins to walk back to you. He finally meets you in the bed only to be teased further.

“Hmm, you seem eager. Anxious even. Is there something you are waiting for love.” He says as he starts pressing a finger into your entrance. You gasp as he massages that delicate spot making your through your head back in desperate agony.

“Oh, I liked that sound you made precious. Do it again.” He says as this time he inserts one finger in making you writhe in pleasure. He starts pumping his fingers into you making you moan, he adds another one, and then a third. You feel your release coming as all of a sudden he stops. He takes his fingers away making you feel empty and he does this until you are begin.

“A-Ariki, please”

“Please what my love?”

“I can’t, I can’t take this anymore”

“Are you sure? ‘Cause you are currently taking this like a champ and I most certainly have no intentions of ending any time soon.” At that last declaration your body convulses and your mind starts racing.

“Ariki please!”

“What do you want? Tell me, beg me” he snarls through gritted teeth as you loose your patience.

“I want you!!! I want you inside me please, please make me cum!!!”

With that Ariki’s snarl becomes a smirk as he nuzzles into your hair next to your ear.

“Now, was that so hard to do my little temptress?”

He gently enters you as he picks up your legs and puts them on his shoulders coming towards you to rest his hands on either side of your head. The first few strokes had you gripping the sheets, white knuckles, and long moans coming from you making your head tilt back as your eyes rolled. He was finally giving you what you wanted but not how you wanted.

“Oh god, Ariki please”

“For you being at my mercy you are very demanding” he said between huffs of breath. “What is it now, what do you want?”

“Fuck . me . please” With that coming from you Ariki slightly blushes as a wild determined look crosses his face. It only takes a second for him to switch gears as he start plowing into you. With every thrust being followed by how much teasing and longing you’d caused him that past week without him being able to at least touch you. He made you apologize with every stroke threatening to not give you your release if you didn’t. The stakes were to high so of course you obliged. He had made you cum twice before he reached his end. When he was reaching his climax all that could be heard were the huffs of breath between the both of you and the slap of skin as he pumped into you so vigorously. When Ariki finally reached his end he slowly took himself out and off of you as he rolled next to you on the bed both of you panting breathlessly. Ariki turns his head towards you.

“I hope you know that I didn’t mean of what I said love.”

You turn to him with a slightly bewildered look making you laugh between huffs.

“I know baby.”

“Did you enjoy yourself at least? I wasn’t too rough on you was I?” Ariki is asking all these questions as he’s reaching out for you inviting you into his arms. You quickly accept the invitation as you hug him, nuzzling your head between the crook of his neck and the bottom of his chin.

“I’ll be a little sore tomorrow, but I’ll manage.” You smile against his neck which in turn makes his face light up with that brilliant smile of his. He kisses the top of your head as he’s rubbing circles on your back. You are starting to doze off as Ariki speaks up.

“You know, what you were doing during that week was completely unfair. I was at a disadvantage throughout all of it.” He kept going on and on about his woes through the week and at some point you stop him and ask: “Well, would you like me to stop teasing you?” You asked knowing what his answer would be. You start slipping back into weariness as you hear his answer ‘no’, as you let sleep carry you away you hoped that you would get the opportunity to go through this again now knowing the “punishment” makes the work so much more gratifying.  

-Admin Nani

[musketeer-system]

30 Day Thing

Day Seven: How many parts do you know of in the system? How many know about each other?

Well, up until very recently, we thought there was four parts but it turns out there is five. This means at some point there was probably six of us as in 2019 a dog part fused with me, the host. I was aware of the dog part, Saiph and Gabe as far back as I can remember but I always somehow thought that not remembering school was normal and blacking out in anger was fairly normal, and besides, when I (as a whole) was younger, Saiph was the host so me not remembering school makes sense in retrospect. I just thought that having voices you could visualise and liked names was normal and I had an overactive imagination. I mean, I have not been diagnosed with any dissociative disorder, it may very well be that have a different disorder and all these parts that feel alien to me are something else. Saiph however was very distressed that they wouldn’t remember when they supposedly did things in anger or defense and as an ANP, they didn’t find out until late 2019 they were in a system. Gabe fronting felt like they were shunted into a wall and passing out they say. For me though, Gabe taking over from me felt more like possession, I often was able to watch on in horror as I did things I didn’t want to before blacking out and only being able to remember a little part of the actions I supposedly did. Gabe and the dog always knew about us (except for Nate), including Boot, which is why when the dog part intergrated and then fused with me I realised there was a little. Boot didn’t have a proper name, he just thought of himself as a young Saiph but chose the name Boot when we trying to make sense of everything. I didn’t find out about Boot until 2019 but it made a lot sense, I have a few memories that felt weird and alien and a lot can be attributed to Boot fronting. Then only end of last month, I, along with the other three parts learned of Nate, who had actually formed back in 2017. Nate didn’t want others to know of them, especially after the break of the relationship Nate was apparently created because of. Nate found it very hard to stay hidden like he had for many years because of a new relationship I entered and later Gabe entered. Nate did a few rude things and we would have periods of strong depersonalisation as Nate mixed and blended with others. But now Nate has revealed hartself, things are able to be acted upon more easily to help him.