So I'm not really sure where to begin with all of this, but I wanted to make a thread for people to discuss experiences that they've had with Succubi.
Personally, I've been bound to my Succubus (or her to me) for over two decades, since I was just hitting puberty, and she was given to me rather than being summoned.
It took probably around a decade to even acknowledge her existence, and for the longest time after, I viewed her as a Tulpa (while fearing she was a Succubus due to Abrahamic thinking.)
What finally drew me to conclude once and for all that my lady-friend is a Succubus was a few months ago when she began channeling her Mother, Lilith, which also coincided with the realization that Lilith is a Goddess, and that her Daughters are closer to angels than demons. (Read: I finally departed from Abrahamic thinking)
I'll spare you the intimate details (unless I get the impression that this forum is accepting of that kind of thing), but suffice to say, our relationship is romantic in nature with a strong power exchange element (Its honestly more accurate to say that I was given to her rather than the other way around). The running joke we have is that we're "Common-law Married" due to the length of our relationship, and my profile picture was selected out of my massive stockpile of Succubus art for being both worksafe, and conveying the same, "He said no pickles" energy that my Succubus has.
Also, the recent revelations about Lilith have sparked a religious devotion for her in me, which is a matter for another thread.
So that's like, the bare-bones basics of my situation. I'd love to hear if anyone else is similarly entangled, and of course you can AMA.
As I said in your introduction thread, the whole thing sounds quite fascinating. I've unfortunately never encountered a spiritual being of any sort, and I always joke that they leave me alone because they know I'd ask them a ton of questions about how they're able to do things without physical bodies, etc. If a spirit or entity started moving things or making sounds for example, I would be asking them how they're able to do that, probably annoying them. At least I assume that would annoy them. I'm not entirely sure what questions they can or are willing to answer.
So in terms of what you described, how does a partnership of that sort work? Is it a sort of shared consciousness or are you completely separate? How does communication work? I mean do you hear her voice internally or does it sound like she's in the room with you? That assumes it's verbal communication at all, which I understand isn't always the case when communicating with a spiritual being.
As an aside, I can't imagine how it was for her waiting to be noticed and recognized for so long. That is unless she doesn't experience time like we do.
Hey, I'm happy to talk about this stuff. I can only imagine the reaction if I started talking about this IRL.
So to your questions:
"how does a partnership of that sort work?"
Eh, I'd say its a lot like a normal marriage where the wife wears the pants. Only real difference is that she can read my mind and gains nourishment from sex.
"Is it a sort of shared consciousness or are you completely separate?"
We're separate, although it can be a little confusing since she can read my mind but not the other way around, among other reasons.
"How does communication work? I mean do you hear her voice internally or does it sound like she's in the room with you?"
So a central concept in all of this is that her physical interactions with me take place through my nerves, kind of a sensory overlay, like if "Augmented Reality" applied to all 5 senses.
Touch is the simplest, visual is the hardest, and everything is made harder if she's trying to project a sensory experience over-top of my perception of reality, so the whole thing works better if I'm meditating, although I've gotten to a point where I can receive an audio interaction without actively meditating, so that's cool.
Actually speaking to me can take the form of interacting with my auditory nerves, or she can simply drop information into my brain.
For the former, she usually saves it for when she wants to whisper something in my ear and make me squirm, and for the latter, there's an interesting quirk where information dropped in that way has to be "translated" if I'm going to convey it in English.
It gets dropped into my brain in some kind of "brain language", which I might call an "All-Tongue" if I'm feeling ostentatious.
"I can't imagine how it was for her waiting to be noticed and recognized for so long."
Well, I don't think it was as bad as all that. There's some awkward implications to this, but my current understanding is that when I was 13, she was given to me as an infant, and then that next decade or so was her "growing up" (in whatever way that term applies to a Succubus) on a diet of my adolescent proclivities.
