Here’s some positivity for gateway systems!

Even in the most accepting of plural spaces, gateway systems are often left out of discussion, ignored, or dismissed. However, these systems are real, they are important, and they will always be valued and cherished members of the plural community. This post is for all the gateway systems out there!

🌹 Shoutout to systems who view their inner world as a physical place, whether somewhere in spacetime, in their own mind, or from another dimension!

🔸 Shoutout to gateway systems who can’t or don’t want to keep track of their member count due to how regularly it changes!

🌙 Shoutout to walk-ins who regularly revisit their system, who spend very little time in their system, or who are prone to popping in and popping out at random!

🍀 Shoutout to gateway systems who are traumagenic, created, spontaneous, mixed origins, xeno origins, or who don’t use origin labels at all!

🦋 Shoutout to gateway systems with some members who are fixed, while other members come and go as they see fit!

💟 Shoutout to vast gateway systems with complex networks of subsystems, clusters, and other headmate groups!

🎀 Shoutout to systems whose paracosm or imagination play a big role in how their gateways function!

🎈 Shoutout to headmates who are walk-ins, who have found that they can’t walk out or leave their system!

🏵 Shoutout to gateway systems whose plurality is inherently connected to their spirituality or spiritual beliefs!

🌟 Shoutout to the gatekeepers of gateway systems who help keep their system healthy, happy, and functioning!

🌱 Shoutout to those who became gateway systems later in life, or after they had already been multiple for a while!

No matter how unique or uncommon your system may be, you are special, loved, and deserve to have your voices heard in plural spaces. We want you to know that we greatly appreciate your perspectives, and we feel honored to share our community with the gateway systems who wish to be involved!

Please don’t feel too discouraged if you haven’t met many systems like you. Just because gateway systems are rare does not mean they’re invalid or “not real systems” by any means! Your system is capable, bright, and beautiful, and we hope that one day your headmates will see this too (even if they are your headmates for only a brief time!).

Thank you so much for reading! Please do your best to take care of each other, and have a great day!

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THE MULTIVERSE

18+ Plural Community for those identifying under any of the plural umbrellas Example: Dissociative Identity Disorder, OSDD 1a, OSDD 1B, P-DID, Quiogenic, Endogenic, Traumagenic AND MORE - We do not discriminate.

The Multiverse is a discord community open for plural systems. We strive to be caring, open, honest and inclusive. We are an 18+ community, owned by plural systems for plural identities, and open to allies of systems as well as inclusive identities and questioning.

As well as DID, OSDD and Plural identities we understand that many of us are Neurodivergent or others and we strive to nourish and engage wherever possible. We are heavily inclusive of LGBTQ2IA+ identities and stand by anyone under the umbrella that is ever expanding.

The Multiverse is owned by Earth & Dusk Media, which of course is Earthnicity and Duskfall Portal crew as well as Rev. OTN Angel. Fear not, The Multiverse is not a corporation, it is not a scam - we wanted a space for everyone to thrive in.

This meant that there would be a server that is fresh, new and diverse. We ask that you be mindful of everyone in your journeys. https://discord.gg/QCkgPwf7ue

This server is run by LGBTQIA+ and plural (as well as neurodivergent) systems alike, so you'll feel at home! WE ARE NOT AN NSFW COMMUNITY - We are aware that Minors are systems too, but we do not have the staff and stamina ready to moderate and administrate a safe space for minors as well as over 18s. (We do ask for verification in the event you'd like to use our NSFW spaces, but this is VERY MINOR and is not kept, and is the same way larger discords of similar style handle this - your data should be blacked out (*not blurred) apart from certain infromation required to validate for NSFW rooms)

We have PLURAL KIT and TUPPERBOX enabled in our server

Just noting: We are OPEN and accepting of ALLIES, Questioning and Multi origins - as well as Endos - We do ask that you come into our space respecting others of any origin and do not force your ideologies on anyone. This isn't just a note for endo, tulpa or otherwise - we have run into trauma systems pulling the same sort of rhetoric. This is not just a safe space for traumagenic, but for everyone. We have a verification system that has no ID required other than "WHATS YOUR SNACK" and a few fun little get to know you questions - Our moderation team reserves the right to deny entry based on inability to answer certain questions in the form.

Our space is meant to be safe. We are not perfect, and many of us on staff are learning the ropes as we go along.

🍓 🍌 for the ask meme ? (.❛ ᴗ ❛.)

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> 🍓 - What's your headspace like, if you have one? Does your headspace have any lore to it?

Okay so our headspace is MASSIVE, so I'll do my best to simplify it. Starting from main/front building and spreading out - so if you're familiar with that minecraft five nights at freddy's channel on youtube? With the whole whatever all that nonsense was? You're starting in that pizzeria in the main dining/showroom. Only difference is the pile of beanbags in the corner near the entrance to Foxy's room and the impossible ceiling (simultaneously infinite and finite in height. Bonnie tried to explain it at some point. Bonnie failed to explain it at all). - In the kitchen, you'll find the cursed meat locker (you'll meet the meat demon in there. Dw it's chill) with a nether portal in it. It's got a whole city there where most of our demonic headmates live, and Mugs' casino, which doubles as the ✨️gateway✨️ of our hs, aka, where soulbonds / walkins / etc come and go from!

Now, back to the pizzeria, leaving the building instead of going through the portal, you'll find yourself in a massive field, with mostly giant mushrooms instead of trees, and a purple river running through a large portion of it. Outside the front of the pizzeria, there's also the tree that's always on fire and the tree that grows butter (don't ask. I can not explain logically) and in the field, you'll see several rustic houses, courtesy of our NPC Grian daytripprr that comes and goes sometimes. Each rustic house leads to an actual full building, such as joey Drew Studios, a whole ass church, various Hermitcraft / third life / minecraft evo / etc bases, HOME (from wh), Sam's house, etc. And in the middle of the field there's the shopping district, which includes Grians barge, the shitty gas station at the edge of town, the unnamed convenience store, the entity, some really nice unnamed cafe, and so on.

And surrounding the field is a massive forest, at first it seems normal (aside from the zurk. Don't mind the zurk the zurk are normal) but going out further leads to the forest becoming reminiscent of the twilight forest from minecraft, but with indigo trees. You may find a tree with a door on it. If you do, take caution going through it, as it leads to the backrooms (we genuinely do not know if it's a portal to the actual backrooms or just a chunk of them in our brain😭) only Molly knows her way around there, and we're pretty sure she's gone insane at this point.

In the indigo forest, you'll also find the realms of the dark faith, don't piss those guys off, and you should be fine - and a little cottage, where Leshy (NOT from the old faith) lives. If you're looking for a nice game of cards, that's where you want to go... if you don't mind risking a few teeth, and maybe an eye, that is. - another place you'll find in the indigo forest is a massive mansion / castle thing. There's an anti magic shield over it that can not be removed (we've tried) so be careful there. The only guy who's been in and out and remembers it well refuses to talk about it, so none of us know what's in there. You may also find a ringing phone. We don't know what it means or what it's for. If you answer it, you may get weird static on the line, or you may get the front room on the line. That's the only two options.

Beyond the indigio forest, you'll find a carnival, the only two people there that we know of are Baroness Von Bonbon and Beppi, but there's probably more. On the OTHER side of beyond the indigo forest is our grandmother's houses, but as one building, where all our high authority headmates live.

🍌 - What's a funny moment you witnessed or were a part of, whether in our out the headspace?

Probably Rabbit (SPG) trying to climb a giant mushroom, and instead falling into the purple river instead, and somehow screwing her voicebox into sounding like Mark (iplier) for a week???

How Your Words Shape Your Universe (and Beyond!)

Delve into the profound impact of language on shaping reality and explore how your words can shape your world and influence others around you. Discover the transformative potential of mindful communication.

Me only having learned how to draw men 5 years ago bc I went through a really bad maze runner phase and needed to learn how to draw a buff dude with pretty hair real fast

Piggy was kind of frustrating to watch HOWEVER. the scene where sara is biting and tearing out the murderer's jugular with her teeth is so fucking cathartic because I literally daydream abt doing that to people who've treated me like shit too. like graphically the EXACT way it was shot. we need more fat girls ripping and tearing and winning in horror it means the world to me

warning i am having hishari thoughts again

The Transformative Power of Daily Bible Reading

In a world filled with noise and distractions, finding moments of peace and clarity can seem like a daunting task. Yet, amidst the chaos of our daily lives, there exists a timeless source of wisdom and guidance – the Bible. Daily reading of the Bible holds a profound importance and possesses an unparalleled power to transform our lives from the inside out. Finding Solace in Scripture For many,…

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Here’s some positivity for headmates who are walk-ins!

Walk-ins, or system members who “walked in” from somewhere else inside or outside their system’s mind, are valid as headmates and are important both to their systems and the plural community overall! We cherish and value all walk-ins, and want you to know that you make your system and our spaces better just by existing in them. So here’s to all the walk-ins out there!

🌿 Shoutout to walk-ins who have become permanent residents of their system!

💙 Shoutout to walk-ins who split their time between their system and their own plane, world, or universe!

🕊 Shoutout to walk-ins who cannot control when and how they enter their system!

🦋 Shoutout to walk-ins who are from a different part of their system’s headspace, psyche, or subconscious!

💚 Shoutout to walk-ins who are thoughtforms, paros, daemons, or soulbonds!

🌊 Shoutout to walk-ins with roles or who help their system accomplish tasks in daily life!

🤍 Shoutout to walk-ins who are from dreams, nightmares, paracosms, or their system’s imaginations!

🐬 Shoutout to walk-ins who entered their system due to a particular member’s special interest or hyperfixation!

☘️ Shoutout to walk-ins who feel faint, blurry, or otherwise struggle to maintain their existence in their system!

💠 Shoutout to walk-ins who consider themselves visitors, travelers, wanderers, vagrants, or otherwise “only passing through!”

❕ Shoutout to walk-ins who rely on gatekeepers to facilitate their entering and exiting their system!

To put it plainly, the plural community would not be what it is today without walk-ins. Regardless of your system’s origins, or the language you use to describe your plurality, if you are a walk-in, we wan to remind you that you are a valid member of your system, the world/universe/area you come from, and the plural community as a whole!

We hope all walk-ins can try to take it easy and treat themselves with gentleness and compassion today. Know that you are loved and cherished just the way you are, and we’re rooting for you in all that you do! Thank you so much for reading, and have a wonderful day!

re: last poll it was a very hard battle between hatchet town, nerdy prudes/dirty dudes must die, and bury/bully the bully... but I had to chose only one.......

The Power of Mindset Coaching to Rewrite Your Future

Explore the transformative potential of mindset coaching in shaping a brighter future. This insightful article delves into the power of mindset coaching, providing valuable insights and practical tips on how it can positively impact your life. Discover how cultivating the right mindset can lead to personal growth, improved well-being, and the attainment of your goals.

*NSFW* How to train your pet Human (Yandere!Alien X GN!Reader)

CW: Mind break, training, human pet, pet/owner relationship, humiliation, dub-con, non-con, dead dove

Pt 2, pt 3

(Reader) sat quietly and fearfully in a small cage that didn't allow for any wiggle room, their legs falling asleep under them from being in the same position for so long. They didn't remember how they got here, in a cage surrounded by freaks in what seemed to be a street market, only remembering walking home from the convenience store a little past midnight and seeing a white, blinding light before passing out.

Aliens of all shapes stuck their disgusting faces towards the bars of (Reader's) cage, speaking in sounds that didn't sound like speech at all. (Reader) watched as sniffling cages near them were bought one by one, and feared for their future.

After nearly an entire day (Reader) felt their cage lift high above the ground without shaking, and witnessed a tall creature draped with beautiful deep blue robes raise the cage to get a better look at (Reader's) face without needing to bend down. And bending down to the tiny cage must have been impossible without dirtying it's knees, since it seemed over seven feet tall.

It's face face was smooth, with large, opal colored eyes eyes in a hard shelled face. There was no nose, or lips, on its black and purple iridescent face. It spoke in a human like voice, in an earth language (Reader) couldn't understand.

"What?" Their voice was dry from dehydration.

"I asked what language you speak."

The voice was higher than expected, and melodic, yet still masculine. He lowered the cage to his hip, but didn't set (Reader) down, exchanging chatter with the seller and handing over a bag full of, what (Reader) assumed to be, some type of currency.

(Reader) was carried back to what looked like to be a large ship, dying of anxiety over what was going to become of them. They passed through multiple corridors and gateways, before entering a room decorated with glass cases and blue drapery the same color as the alien's cloak. He placed the cage on the floor and unlatched it, stepping back to give (Reader) space.

They tried to stand, but their legs were dead from the hours they spent bent doubled over. They cried in pain as the feeling began to slowly tingle down their thighs to their feet.

"What is wrong, human?"

(Reader) wiped away the snot and tears rolling down their chin. "My-My legs are numb from sitting in the cage. It hurts."

The one who bought (Reader) reached under their arm pits, raising them up and sitting them on a very high desk. He reached with what looked like scaled hands and began to massage their legs. (Reader) whined in discomfort, both at the pain and the uncomfortable situation, fearful to push the much taller creature away. Now that they were out of the cage, the alien was much taller and imposing, visibly sleek bodied under the fabric, but not scrawny, (Reader) could feel his strength.

"What is your name, human?"

"...(Reader)."

"(Reader)." He practiced saying their name, still massaging their legs. "I am Kirtch."

(Reader) nervously fiddled with the bottom of their shirt. "Why am I here?"

Kirtch pried his eyes away from their legs, looking down into (Reader's) scared face. "This will be your new home."

"What?" (Reader's) heart dropped into their stomach.

"I promise your safety, (Reader). I will do my best to provide you with comfort." Kirtch picked (Reader) up again, but didn't set them down, carrying them around the room giving them a little tour. The room was actually three, entering from the main hall into a study first, with another door leading to a bedroom, a small restroom hidden within that.

"I didn't expect to be bringing you home, so I don't have any human furniture yet. Although I've never owned a human before there is no need for you to fret, I have done extensive research, and I am confident as a first time owner."

(Reader) only just began to fully realize what was happening to them. "I.. I want to go home." The back of their throat got tight, choking back a sob painfully. Their nose began to tingle and they knew they wouldn't be able to hold back their tears for long.

Kirtch rubbed their back in what was supposed to be a comforting manor, but his hands were harder than a humans, and it was rough against their skin. "You'll feel better once your adjustment period is over. I shall bring you something to eat. It won't be a cultural dish from your planet, but it will be made of human safe ingredients."

(Reader) stretched their legs while trying to smile through their tears. 'Like hell. I'd rather die.'

They watched as he left the room, wondering how far away the kitchen or dining area was from the room they were in. (Reader) waited for a few minutes after Kirtch left before shakily rushing towards the door. But the door had no handles or knobs, it was a flat wall with barley any indication that there was an opening at all. They touched all over the spot (Reader) had seen the tall man had placed his hand, but nothing happened.

"no no nO NO!" They slapped the "door" in frustration. Time for plan B. (Reader) pressed their back against the wall, as flat as they could muster, just trying to make sure they wouldn't be visible in Kirtch's peripherals. The fear was destroying the lining of (Reader's) stomach, gurgling uncomfortably.

A whirring noise activated as Kirtch entered the room, holding a tray in his hands. It was quick, but (Reader) snuck right behind Kirtch and out the room without him noticing, right before the automatic door slid shut. The walls of the hallway were very tall and slightly rounded, made out of a blue metal. (Reader) began running in the direction they remembered entering from. They knew the probability that they were still on land was slim, but dying was better than being kept a prisoner without any hope of returning home.

(Reader) made it down only one hallway before strong hands effortlessly lifted them under their armpits. They kicked while crying, not seemingly phasing Kirtch in the slightest. He brought them back to his room, and his lack of anger hurt (Reader's) pride; it was good that he wasn't furious, threatening to hurt them, but his calmness reinforced the futility of (Reader's) escape attempt.

"That was my fault. I read that humans were prone to escaping, especially in the adjustment period. I should have expected this." He sat down, a deep imitation of a sigh rumbling through his hard chest. Kirtch sat down in his large chair in front of his desk, and laid (Reader) across his knees as their face fell. "Knowing this is my fault brings me no joy for what I need to do, however the manual did say that humans will test authority and will continue to do so if not punished."

(Reader) protested while squirming, incapable of breaking free as Kirtch slid their pants down to their thighs, exposing their bare bottom. His shelled hand was cold against their skin. (Reader) clenched to prepare themselves for contact, but it was useless against the inhuman slap, his hard flesh resulting in a sharp pain like they had been struck with a paddle instead of a hand. They yelped, squeezing their thighs together as the tears began to form again.

Another slap connected with their ass painfully, stinging as their tender rear began to bruise.

"I'm so-sorry!" (Reader) blubbered, another whack rippling their buttocks aggressively.

"Humans may appear remorseful, however this is self defense tactic to cease the pain they are experiencing. Unless one establishes themselves as the dominant force, they will continue to act out."

"No! I really am sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!" Their voice cracked as they screamed out the apology between sobs and slaps.

Kirtch smiled, rubbing the skin he had split open, stinging the fresh cuts. "I shall finish with your punishment for now. I do not wish to spoil you, but I would be lying if I didn't have a soft spot for you, my cute little pet. The next time this happens I will not be so gentle.."

(Reader) widened their eyes in horror. That was gentle?!

"Would you rather spend your first night in my bed, or shall I prepare a nest on the floor for you? I will buy a suitable human bed for you tomorrow, of course, but until then..?"

"The floor." (Reader) replied a little too quickly.

A "nest" of bedding was constructed, and (Reader) did find it quite comfortable, but refused to sleep, fearful that at any moment they would be in danger. They rested for what only felt like three or fours hours, max, before Kirtch rose from his bed and begun his day. His routine was uncannily similar to a human's, rising and dressing in his robe, stretching and leaving to five something to eat. It only enraged (Reader) further at their inhumane treatment.

"I am not a dog." They whispered to themselves, as though fearful they would forget.

The ship must have been still docked at the trader's colony, because throughout the day gifts for (Reader) were brought into Kirtch's room and office. With each piece of "human" furniture Kirtch would happily rub (Reader's) head, petting them like an animal and waiting for them to show some kind of sign that they enjoyed their new toys. But (Reader) showed no such sign, feeling humiliated as they were treated like a cat instead of an adult human. But they didn't snack away Kirtch's hand, or tell him off, scared of being punished again, so they simply sulked, trying to hide from his gaze so they could disassociate without interruption.

His new pet's attitude was making Kirtch worried. He flipped through the human owning handbook, wondering what he could be doing wrong. They seemed so stressed, and Kirtch felt it was far worse than the normal stress of a new environment. Then Kirtch flipped to an interesting chapter on chemical responses. "If your human has pent up frustrations or stress, a fun way to help them relieve themselves is the manual release of the chemical oxytocin..."

(Reader) hid under a box, hating the irony of their hiding place while they tried to formulate a new escape plan, now knowing that they were in fact still connected to some type of land. Not every alien could be a cruel monster, there had to be some kind of interplanetary animal rights group or space hippies. The box was lifted and removed from (Reader) sat to the side as Kirtch smiled down on them.

"I'm sorry I haven't been playing with you, pet. I've been so busy trying to make this room more comfortable for you that I have been unintentionally neglecting you." He scooped (Reader) up into his arms, and brought them over to his desk, which he had already cleared off. (Reader) nervously glanced around, wondering what was going to happen to them. "But I wanted to help you become acclimated to your new home. And you still feel more comfortable the sooner we ease your stress." He pulled out a box and a couple of strange bottles with syringes.

(Reader) scrambled to get away, but was quickly held down by one hand, being shushed in what was supposed to be a calming manner. One of the strange bottles filled the syringe, making (Reader) thrash harder. Kirtch pulled down their pants, revealing their still sore ass cheeks, and stuck in the needle, injecting them with the unknown liquid. (Reader) cried out as a warm sensation rippled through their body, turning their limbs to jello and making it difficult to breathe.

Kirtch released them, seeing that they could no longer run from him. (Reader) growled, pissed off that their body wouldn't act as they wanted it to. "What did you do to me?!" Their body was rapidly heating, becoming to feverish to hold up.

"If your human has pent up frustrations or stress, a fun way to help them relieve themselves is the manual release of the chemical oxytocin..." Kirtch opened the box next, revealing a strange rubber looking object shaped like a cup on the outside with polyps inside. "I have always wanted a pet human, (Reader), so I was very excited to see you for sale. You are the most attractive like human I've ever seen, and I promise to give you a long, happy life."

The device was placed on (Reader's) crotch, attaching itself to their pubic area without needing to be held on. It came to life, each nub moving on it's own as it rubbed (Reader's) growing erection. The contraption grew against (Reader's) body, enlarging to fill every hole and crevice, pulsating and writhing like a living creature.

"No! It feels gross! Take it off!" (Reader) screamed in fear, watching as their hips bucked against their will and their nipples hardened through their shirt. Tears over how unfair everything was pricked at their eyes. Kirtch lifted (Reader) into the sitting position, rubbing their back soothingly while giving them a better view of the throbbing toy violating them.

"Shh. There's a good pet.." His words felt like taunts to (Reader) as they kept approaching their orgasm.

(Reader's) body was shaking as it begged for release, but (Reader) held strong, trying to rob Kirtch of the satisfaction of seeing them crumble. Another bottle was opened, this one however was poured down (Reader's) throat before they had a chance to cognitively force themselves to close their mouth. The warm liquid was tasteless and odorless, but the effect was like an immediate five shots of vodka, clearing (Reader's) sinuses and plunging them into a drunken stupor.

"What..? What..?" (Reader) couldn't even form their sentence correctly. Their unfocused eyes drifted around confusedly before snapping down to their lower regions, feeling their stomach muscles clench in anticipation.

Kirtch continued to rub their head and chest, gently rubbing their head like a good puppy while he rolled their nipple between his harsh fingers. "Whose my good little pet?"

"Ahh! No.. I'm not a pet.." (Reader's) whimpering voice mewled pathetically, their quivering lips complimenting their sweaty visage. The tingling feeling that had been building was ready to overflow.

"Don't you want to cum, little pet? It's okay. I'll make sure to always keep you happy like this, all you have to do is ask nicely." Kirtch leaned in, amused by his human's drenched thighs soaking his desk, shaking from being denied their orgasm. Behind (Reader's) back, Kirtch held a remote. They would not achieve relief until they played the part of a good little pet.

Drool dripped down (Reader's) chin, unnoticed by their hazy mind. "I-I want to cum."

"What was that?"

"Please let me cum?" They moaned, trying to press themselves deeper into the toy.

A button was pressed outside of (Reader's) peripherals.

Their body rocked violently as (Reader) was finally allowed to achieve their climax. Kirtch continued to stroke their head affectionately, whispering words of praise to his little human as liquid dripped from between the toy and their wet holes.

Kirtch kissed the top of their damp head, still smiling over how adorable (Reader) was. Although he hoped his pet would come to love him and enjoy his company on their own, he was secretly excited to use this toy on his little pet again. He peeled the appliance off, causing (Reader) to twitch sensitively in Kirtch's arms. Their eyes were unfocused and glazed, but Kirtch found that it wasn't a bad look on (Reader).

"Why don't you lay down for a nap, little pet. We'll play some more when you wake up."

Yandere DILF! Reaction to You seeing Him as a Fatherly Figure

Warnings: Obsessive Behaviour, Delusional Behaviour, Freudian “Logic”, Age Gap, Implication of Murder, Implied Sexual Content, Infidelity, Pet Names, No Pronouns used for Reader except ‘You.

♡ The D in DILF stands for ‘Delusional’.

♡ At least, in Dominic’s case.

♡ When you first told him that you saw him as your “Dad away from home !” he spiralled.

♡ At first, in the immediate fallout of your bombshell statement (one which you gave little thought to, seeing it only as a compliment), Dominic smiled, a dry, thin, almost watery smile, and paid you a compliment back – something suave and reflexive; the technique he’d learnt as a younger man that freed him of consequence on many occasions.

♡ And, like clockwork, you give a laugh and a smile, yet you do not succumb to abashment.

♡ Just another reason why you stand out to Dominic; why he loves you so.

♡ Your comment stays with him long after you’ve left.

♡ And, initially terrified that this was all you’d ever see him as – just some guy who could be your step-in father when your real one was away – he tried to rationalise it. Nullify it.

♡ For days afterwards, Dominic assesses his behaviour, searches for the instigator of his ‘fatherly’ aura.

♡ True, he is an actual father to two children, which he can’t exactly “correct” (not legally, anyway).

♡ After racking his brain, searching for any way to nullify his fatherly appeal, he has a flash of brilliance.

♡ Instead of neutralising it, he decides to lean into it; to amplify it and add his own charm to such a degree so to make himself more appealing to you in ways a father could not be.

♡ Cue Dominic’s Freud era.

♡ Fr though, he’s so desperate to turn your appreciation into attraction that he endorses the whole insane theory that a man’s offspring will compete for their father’s romantic attention with their peers (gross, I know).

♡ He’s turning up the DILF factor.

♡ Sleeves half-drawn up to his elbows to show off his forearms (the ones which he’s worked tirelessly on at the gym); giving you one of his shirts to wear when he “accidentally” gets yours wet during a summer water fight – things like that.

♡ Things that are a gateway for him to show that he ‘cares’.

♡ Really pressing into that ‘fatherly’ image.

♡ Prepare to be praised 24/7.

♡ Only when his wife isn’t in earshot, though.

♡ “Oh, what a wonderful painting ! Such a pretty little picture, Darling…”

♡ He’ll lean over you, trapping you between his arms as you sit at the table, bringing himself as close to your body as he can without arousing your suspicion or making you uncomfortable.

♡ Definitely the type to lean against doorframes or walls just so he can cross his arms over his chest and show off his bulging biceps.

♡ He calls you a good girl or good boy whenever you do something that pleases him.

♡ In his own way, he’s trying to train you to seek his validation.

♡ Dominic’s a master at reading a room, and he uses this power of perception to act when he knows you’re at your most accepting. Or your most vulnerable.

♡ Had a bad day at work ? He offers you his open arms, his shirt sprayed with an irresistible collection of colognes to create a distinct scent (one which he’s also tried on others with positive effects. Though, as previously discussed, things which sent his prior conquests wild seemingly have little effect on you).

♡ You have something big to celebrate ? He’ll take that opportunity – your good mood – to pull you into his arms, lower his lips to your ear and congratulate you: “That’s such good news, Sweetie !” he says, laying on the pet names. Then, his volume dips as he pulls you just a little closer, just brushing the area between your legs with his thigh.

♡ “I’ll have to take you out somewhere so we can celebrate properly.”

♡ As to what this is will be a mystery to you until a box is delivered to your doorstep, a formal outfit inside, coupled with a note with the address of an upscale restaurant, and…

♡ A keycard to a hotel room.

Reblog for more content like this! It helps creators like myself tremendously and it is greatly appreciated :-)

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Power ties Andrettis pole position record at Gateway | IndyCar

Will Power won the pole position for the St. Louis 500 at Gateway Motorsports Park, the 67th pole of his IndyCar career – tying Mario Andretti’s record for the most pole positions in the history of major American open-wheel racing. The qualifying format for tomorrow’s 500 kilometre, 260-lap race around Gateway was the fastest two-lap average speed, similar to the format used at the Indianapolis 500. Power had to wait until the very end of qualifying as the number one driver in the championship, but with a friendly cloud cover and wind assisting his run, he set a sensational two-lap average of 182.727 miles per hour (294.071 kilometres per hour). He completed the run in 49.254 seconds. In addition to matching the historic milestone, Power has also gained one bonus point in the IndyCar Series championship battle. He now sits seven points ahead of second-ranked Scott Dixon, and 13 ahead of Marcus Ericsson. Ericsson will share the front row with Power after qualifying second-fastest. In fact, all of the ‘championship seven’ drivers, who entered the weekend separated by just 59 points, qualified in the top seven positions. Penske team mates Josef Newgarden and Scott McLaughlin were third and fourth respectively, followed by Ganassi team mates Alex Palou and Scott Dixon, fifth and sixth. McLaren SP driver Pato O’Ward qualified seventh, just minutes after his team mate Felix Rosenqvist spun at turn two on the first lap of his qualification attempt. Rosenqvist will start 26th and last tomorrow, not ideal as he seeks a strong run to ensure his IndyCar future – be it with McLaren or another organisation. Veteran Takuma Sato qualified eighth, ahead of Romain Grosjean who set the ninth-fastest time. However, Grosjean will serve a nine-place grid penalty for an unapproved engine change before the weekend. This demotes the Franco-Swiss driver to 18th on the grid, and elevates his rookie team mate Devlin DeFrancesco to a career-best ninth place starting position. DeFrancesco will share the fifth row with Alexander Rossi, who completed the top ten in qualifying. Further back, Helio Castroneves – who just signed a contract extension taking him into his age 48 season in 2023 – qualified 18th, ahead of another recent contract signee, Christian Lundgaard. Jimmie Johnson, who hasn’t run at Gateway since 2001 in NASCAR’s second-tier national series, qualified 21st, a disappointing result for the oval specialist. IndyCar fans in the UK and Ireland should prepare for a late start as the green flag waves at 23:30 BST / 17:30 CST (local time). Advert | Become a RaceFans supporter and go ad-free St. Louis 500 qualifying results (grid penalties applied) Position Car Driver Team Engine 1 12 Will Power Penske Chevrolet 2 8 Marcus Ericsson Ganassi Honda 3 2 Josef Newgarden Penske Chevrolet 4 3 Scott McLaughlin Penske Chevrolet 5 10 Alex Palou Ganassi Honda 6 9 Scott Dixon Ganassi Honda 7 5 Pato O’Ward McLaren SP Chevrolet 8 51 Takuma Sato Coyne/RWR Honda 9 29 Devlin DeFrancesco Andretti Steinbrenner Honda 10 27 Alexander Rossi Andretti Honda 11 26 Colton Herta Andretti Honda 12 18 David Malukas Coyne/HMD Honda 13 60 Simon Pagenaud Meyer Shank Honda 14 45 Jack Harvey RLL Honda 15 20 Conor Daly Carpenter Chevrolet 16 15 Graham Rahal RLL Honda 17 6 Helio Castroneves Meyer Shank Honda 18 28 Romain Grosjean Andretti Honda 19 30 Christian Lundgaard RLL Honda 20 14 Kyle Kirkwood Foyt Chevrolet 21 48 Jimmie Johnson Ganassi Honda 22 77 Callum Ilott Juncos Hollinger Chevrolet 23 21 Rinus VeeKay Carpenter Chevrolet 24 4 Dalton Kellett Foyt Chevrolet 25 33 Ed Carpenter Carpenter Chevrolet 26 7 Felix Rosenqvist McLaren SP Chevrolet IndyCar Browse all IndyCar articles Advert | Become a RaceFans supporter and go ad-free via RaceFans - Independent Motorsport Coverage https://www.racefans.net