Thyri's humble little shack out back

[Annisthyrienne]

You inspire me, my elvish friend with no facial hair. *giggles*

I think I will need to get more lost in my next story rather than worry about just getting it up to be read.

I have had two amazing, incredible roleplays via IM that just went on and on because we became so immersed in our characters and back story.

I used to role play Annisthyrienne as my main character with my best friend since high school through Yahoo chat. It was based on an old style paper, pencil, and dice role playing fantasy game called Arcanum. When his wife decided she didn't like me being his friend anymore, she made him dump me. That's why I first came to Lit, to try to find friends to role play that way with.

Things here are different, most role plays don't develop long enough to really get the history and backstory that I love. But it has it's appeal in it's own way. And I definitely have made friends here. I'm not going to talk about anybody's wife though.

Definitely take the approach I do with my stories. Write them because you love it and are having fun, not because you 'owe' a post. It should be something you want to do because you like it and enjoy it, not because it feels like an obligation.

I'd still love to find someone to role play with the way I used to, building a character up in a world from just starting out to having a great life.

 

[palemoon2035]

I used to role play Annisthyrienne as my main character with my best friend since high school through Yahoo chat. It was based on an old style paper, pencil, and dice role playing fantasy game called Arcanum. When his wife decided she didn't like me being his friend anymore, she made him dump me. That's why I first came to Lit, to try to find friends to role play that way with.

Things here are different, most role plays don't develop long enough to really get the history and backstory that I love. But it has it's appeal in it's own way. And I definitely have made friends here. I'm not going to talk about anybody's wife though.

Definitely take the approach I do with my stories. Write them because you love it and are having fun, not because you 'owe' a post. It should be something you want to do because you like it and enjoy it, not because it feels like an obligation.

I'd still love to find someone to role play with the way I used to, building a character up in a world from just starting out to having a great life.

I do love a back story. It is funny how it has even found a place in my IM roleplays, which one would expect to be faster moving and focused in what is happening in the moment. But even today, as I started a roleplay with someone, I had this idea about how she and I met and grew up together. It just found its way in ane made it more real. I love that element more than anything. Maybe, we can do that together at some point?

I am going to take my time with my next post and enjoy it more. Thanks!

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I do love a back story. It is funny how it has even found a place in my IM roleplays, which one would expect to be faster moving and focused in what is happening in the moment. But even today, as I started a roleplay with someone, I had this idea about how she and I met and grew up together. It just found its way in ane made it more real. I love that element more than anything. Maybe, we can do that together at some point?

I am going to take my time with my next post and enjoy it more. Thanks!

Maybe we can. One of the stories I started with Sasha by email is now played more in Yahoo chat sessions. It's about a centaur mare warrior and her human attendant. It would seem like a strange match, but it's very fun, very sexy at times, and we both like it as one of our best stories.

 

[palemoon2035]

Maybe we can. One of the stories I started with Sasha by email is now played more in Yahoo chat sessions. It's about a centaur mare warrior and her human attendant. It would seem like a strange match, but it's very fun, very sexy at times, and we both like it as one of our best stories.

That sounds like a wonderful story. Those are the themes I enjoy most. I must go to bed now. I look forward to developing a story with you...very soon!

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*From the Little Shack come the strains of a little mood music.*

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*Swaying back and forth as I drink another Woodchuck, letting the sounds that reflect my feelings take me away. My eyes close and I drift, feeling the resonance deep inside my heart and soul.*

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*Changing the mood means changing the spirit. A new sound can be heard from the little shack, and my feet move to a different rhythm as I chant along in the language of some of my ancestors, the Tsa-la-gi, the Anni-Yunwiyah.*

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Fuck it. This is how I feel.

 

[sombrablanca]

*pops in and hugs Thyri tight!*

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*pops in and hugs Thyri tight!*

*Hugs from a safe distance since I'm all sweaty from mowing my yard.*

 

[sombrablanca]

As if thatd stop, or even slow me down. I likes you sweaty. xD

 

[palemoon2035]

Before I stop at Sia's cozy abode, I come to visit my favorite elvvish friend. Knocking, I see no one is home. I please a fairly large package on her door step, a square white box wrapped in pretty pink celophane and white and pink curly ribbons. I attach a note:

Thyri,

Inside you will find a variety of muffins that I baked just for you. Muffins full of fruit and sweet sugar, made for a very sweet woman. I hope your day brings you lots of smiles, but if it doesn't, I will come by later to give you hugs.

PaleMoon[\I]

I sign it with a kiss, my glittery magenta lipstick leaving the impression of my lips for her to see.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*Returning to my Little Shack on the run, or at least at a quick trot, I nonetheless take the time to notice the kind gift left by a new friend. Taking the box inside with me while I have a seat to 'contemplate life's mysteries' I read the note attached and can't help but smile.*

I do love muffins; chocolate muffins, blueberry muffins, strawberry muffins......love muffins.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*A bad day got worse, much worse. A very steep backslide. In my little shack, I pull the door shut tightly, sitting alone in the dark. It is fitting. I'm in a very dark place.*

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

A crease here. A bend there. Then a tail. Quiet steps led toward the door. The little paper airplane folded from t.p. was gently slipped into the heart shaped hole. Then he was gone. If she decided to look at it, she could see scatterings of letters.


"Hello sweet elf,

Seems you are having a crappy day! I'd offer a hug but I am not certain I can fit through that hole. So if you want one, or six, or fifty, you know where to find me. Also don't light a match to read this. So I wrote it in glow in the dark ink!

Love,
A concerned teddy bear"

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*The strains of beautiful music emanate form the Little Shack. In the mood I'm in, it offers me comfort. And the sentiment expressed in the song is something I've longed for for a long time. Someday.....*

 

[Britwitch]

Wanders through the trees to drop off a bouquet of freshly fallen leaves. Golden, orange, deep rich red, their long stems bound with a golden ribbon, they made me think of the lovely elf and so it is to her shack I have brought them.
Along with a lot of hugs.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*A slender arm emerges from the suddenly opened door, clasping the wrist of the beautiful witch with a firm grip. She is tugged inside and guided to a comfy seat. An elf kneels between the witch's legs, reaching up with both hands to encompass the rounded tummy of her guest with splayed fingers.

Her violet eyes meet those of the witch, and for an instant there is a faraway look as she focuses, concentrates, senses the life growing within her friend's body. A warm tingling begins to emanate from each fingertip, penetrating the abdomen like a warm caress that goes to the core. Gentle rubbing and caressing spreads the soothing feeling easing the phantom contractions.

The elf finishes with a reverent kiss to that swollen tummy, paying homage to the sacred nature of motherhood. Where she comes from, the name 'Mother' is given with reverence and honor to those who deserve it.*

 

[Britwitch]

The tug inside is a surprise, the touch and the kiss that follow doubly so. But they are tender and meaningful and oh so appreciated. The heat from her hands radiates out across my skin and deep, deep, inside - easing tension, spreading a sense of peace. A soft sigh leaving my lips as she kisses my stomach carefully, feeling a twitch deep inside, a thank you of sorts from my little one to the lovely elven lady.

"It's been too long since our paths crossed lovely one and so I found my way here today to change that fact..."

My eyes meet her beautiful face over my bump, smiling widely.

"I hope I find you in better spirits than you have been lately...?"

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*Rising to stand before her, bracing myself with my hands on either side of her, I lean forward to sample soft full sensuous lips with a kiss. The result for me is a breathless sigh and a smile. She tastes wonderful.*

I'm feeling a little better. I'm optimistic that it will be a good day. And of course, a charming visitor always brings light to my eyes. And how does this day find you, my lovely sister?

 

[Britwitch]

Her lips are so soft and so inviting, it's hard not to deepen the kiss we share. Desire to feel more, taste more, is sharply reigned in.

Optimism is a wonderful and powerful thing. I'm glad to hear it's crept back into your way of thinking. And it makes you smile. Making you even more beautiful, if such things were possible!

And me? I'm well, a little tired...well, more than a little tired if the truth be told...but coping and knowing that it's for a good reason, the best of reasons and that before I know it this phase will be over and my nights will be sleepless for different reasons...

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Her lips are so soft and so inviting, it's hard not to deepen the kiss we share. Desire to feel more, taste more, is sharply reigned in.

Optimism is a wonderful and powerful thing. I'm glad to hear it's crept back into your way of thinking. And it makes you smile. Making you even more beautiful, if such things were possible!

And me? I'm well, a little tired...well, more than a little tired if the truth be told...but coping and knowing that it's for a good reason, the best of reasons and that before I know it this phase will be over and my nights will be sleepless for different reasons...

*Taking a seat beside her, gentle hands urging her to rest against me. Fingers stroke through her hair as my heartbeat sounds in her ear.*

I understand about that. It seems odd to be looking forward to sleepless nights, but it's for the very best of reasons. And in the meantime, if the nights are restless, then rest here with me in the moment. Feel comforted and safe. Feel my arms around you.

 

[Britwitch]

I lean against her, feeling the warmth of her body, it's softness, against my cheek. An arm loops around her to hold her gently, fingers idly stroking back and forth along her hip.

I will, rest assured of that and thank you...both for the offer and for your hugs.

A quiet sigh as I feel myself moving closer, snuggling a little more tightly against her.

...I've missed spending time with you, dear sister...

 

[Annisthyrienne]

As have I with you. Our dear Plexi doesn't seem to come around much these days. But I suspect that the victims in her video game have reaped holy terror from her vengeance. *Grinning as my fingers caress idly along the curves of a pretty waist.*

I miss a certain Rogue too. But your company is more than making up for that. *My lips press to your cheek, laying down a trail of kisses along your jaw and down your neck to find a delicate pulse. My warm breath bathes your skin as my sensitive lips delight in that living flutter, and my tongue slips through to taste your skin in slow, open mouthed kiss.*

Mmmm, yes. No better company that I can think of.

 

[Britwitch]

My eyes flutter half closed for a moment at the sensation of your lips, your breath, your tongue. My fingers holding tight to your hip for a second or two, teeth catching on my lower lip.

Mmmm, it's true, Plexi is something of a rare visitor these days but...as long as she's happy...

A sigh as my other hand shifts to allow fingers to trail over stomach and start to rise up your front.

...and you're right, this is extremely delightful company to be in...