#cien

[neopronouns]

flag id: two flags in the same format. in the background are 3 stripes, which are dull light blue, dark gold, and very dark wine red. at the left edge, center, and right edge of the flag are dull cream pillars; the left and right pillars are cut off by the edges of the flag, while the center pillar is complete. each pillar has small beige shadows beneath the larger parts at the top and bottom and two thin vertical beige stripes down the shaft, representing carved indentations. the left flag has the anterniqiyn symbol in the center, which is an hourglass shaped like an infinity symbol. the hourglass is dark gold, with sandy brown sand flowing through it and forming a small pile at the bottom. the symbol is outlined with beige and filled in with dull cream. end id.

banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.

anterniqiyn: a neogender umbrella for terms related to antiquity and eternity

[pt: anterniqiyn: a neogender umbrella for terms related to antiquity and being ancient. end pt]

concepts potentially included under anterniqiyn:

ancient times, ancient locations/buildings/ruins, ancient artifacts, ancient peoples, etc.

oneself being ancient (could be due to being immortal, being transported from an ancient time to the future, existing during an ancient time in general, etc.)

oneself being eternal, immortal, etc.

things that have existed since ancient times in some form (ex: foods, artwork, farming methods)

ancient things being eternal, being returned to their formery glory, being visited from the future, etc.

immortal beings desiring to return to the ancient times they remember fondly

ancient aesthetics, artwork, clothing styles, building styles, etc.

and anything else the user associates with antiquity and eternity!

derived terms:

tiqe, tiqen: an anterniqiyn person (derived from 'antique', pronounced 'teek')

cien, ciens: an older anterniqiyn person (derived from 'ancient')

aul, aulae: a younger anterniqiyn person (derived from 'auld')

anternal: an anterniqiyn gender ('ante' + 'eternal')

antein: anterniqiyn-in-nature

anternine: having anterniqiyn qualities (equivalent of masculine/feminine). noun form is anterninity

antiquic: anterniqiyn gender alignment

transanternine, tranante: transitioning towards anterninity

the term is 'ante' (a prefix meaning before, prior in time), 'etern' from 'eternal', 'iq' from 'antiquity', + 'iyn'.

the flag is made up of pillars and uses colors i associate with antiquity. the symbol combines infinity and the sand from hourglass (5) from this folder, representing both eternity and the passage of time. here's the symbol by itself:

[image id: two images of the anterniqiyn symbol, which is an hourglass shaped like an infinity symbol. the hourglass is dark gold, with sandy brown sand flowing through it and forming a small pile at the bottom. in the left image, the symbol is outlined with beige and filled in with dull cream, while in the right it is not. an image is placed between the two to make them take up less space on the screen. end id.]

and here’s the template for those who want to coin anternals!

tags: @radiomogai, @liom-archive, @macchiane, @genderstarbucks, @en8y

tags cont: @p-rtyboy, @dragonpride17

dni link

[pangya-island]

pangya/pokemon crossover btw. if you even care.

[megamindenjoyer]

I forget to post my art here sometimes oops

[yukitoko]

Wellcome to Schizburg.

[daily-spanish-word]

a hundred cien

Almost sounds like ‘sin’.

On the TV: channel 100 is CNN.

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned a hundred times. Perdóname Padre, porque he pecado cien veces.

[kthingz]

Cien恩恩

[frasesenespa-ol]

Y pase lo que pase siempre dormiremos juntos, contigo sí me veo en cien años aún amándote

Contigo (Calibre 50)

[arrancxr]

So... Since you love Cien, why not make him suffer a bit? :3. "do you know what happens when you misbehave?" with a reader that lo~ves making him whimper and throughly use him even without properly preparing him just because?

46. “Do you know what happens when you misbehave?”

On his back, he’s forced to look at you. Either that, or close his eyes and turn away— and that would be far too close to admitting defeat. You know how stubborn he is, of course, so the bullying insistence to take him like this has to be intentional. Cien hates that he lets you get away with it. 

This time, you don’t bother with preparation. With an Arrancar’s pain tolerance and durability, there’s no fear of causing damage. You can be as rough with him as you please, far more so than a human lover would allow.

The blunt head of your cock briefly taps his upper cunt. It’s half a tease and half a threat, when he knows what’s coming next. His body clenches, internal muscles fluttering in anticipation of the near-painful stretch. But instead of shoving in, you just keep staring, gaze fixed on his face like you’re watching for the slightest sign of how badly he wants it. 

“Hurry up!” Cien hisses, jabbing his knee into your side. 

“Impatient, are we?” you retort with a smirk. “That’s not a polite way to ask for something; try again, sweetheart. I know you can do better.”

Mockery. Cien starts to snarl a response, but you shift forward, pushing your cock the first half-inch or so into him, and the sudden jolt of pleasure-pain makes his barely started words cut off into a yelp. 

Your expectant stare sends humiliation prickling up his spine. You fully expect him to submit, to roll over and beg just because you won’t fuck him until he does. In a moment of furious impulse, Cien tries to twist out from under you— if he can switch your positions, put you on your back instead, he can take what he wants without giving in to the command to plead. 

It doesn’t work. As if expecting him to struggle, you have two fingers around his clit the moment he starts to move— then pinch. 

“Do you know what happens when you misbehave?” you ask while Cien is still breathless with shock. The slightest shift, applying more pressure, and his voice returns in the form of a gasping, broken wail. 

His body locks up under the onslaught of sensation, uselessly trying to arch away— and that’s when you decide to split him open on your cock, as deep as it’ll fit, all in one rough shove. It’s too dry, too tight, hurts as badly as being impaled with a blade, but his lower cunt still aches enviously in response to the fullness above. Cien whines incoherently, too stunned by the pain to manage anything else. Mercifully, you allow him time to adjust. 

“Better, sweetheart?” you ask, though you surely don’t expect an answer. Another rough pinch to his clit makes him spasm beneath you— and by now, Cien is too desperate with lust and pleasure-pain to resent it.