Welcome to my world. Just call me Sky my pronouns are they/them and Xem/ Xir for future reference I post art based in the world of the Henry stickmin collection.
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Enjoy my friend ;3 @crown-of-roses-thsc (apologies if I got Ed’s name wrong though.)
Wolf never expected this to happen. She thought this would be a simple and uneventful mission. “Double check if they got them all” the sna- er the chief told her. The thin cold air of the mountains wasn’t what bothered them. It was bittersweet reminder…a life long gone one could say.
The cold snow couldn’t be felt under their boots but she could easily imagine what it feels like. Up and up they went navigating the beautiful yet harsh environment. Part of wolf wanted to stay after she checked the ruins of what they were told was a “camp of deserters.” Though that was later Wolf’s problem.
Wolf smelled it before she saw it, blood…it wasn’t fresh likely a couple hours maybe a day or two old. But it was strong enough to still be detected. ‘Well good news for him…’ Wolf thought to themselves as she got closer. When the corner was rounded Wolf physically felt herself freeze in place, this was far from the worst carnage but it was definitely up there.
While the snow covered some of the scene it was still horrifically obvious what had went down, blood so much blood…supplies scattered all over the place, bodies just left to rot… Wolf felt a sense of daja vu hit them. But that was quickly forgotten when she heard something.
Was that crying…?
Wolf turned to pin point where the sound was coming from. It took her a bit but she spotted someone next to one of the bodies. She couldn’t make out much from their current position but she could see the figure was male with long black hair with a red section.
The figure was next to the corpse of a male figure Wolf guessed. And he seemed to be crying from what Wolf could see. Normally under fear of the chief she would very reluctantly kill this survivor…but something in Wolf told them not to…but instead of her other option of leaving and lying to the Chief, Wolf found herself approaching this survivor.
The survivor seemed to have noticed Wolf’s approach as he turned his head to where the sound was coming from. Wolf stopped when she noticed, both of them stared at each other for a moment. Wolf could see the man’s face more clearly now. His eyes where still watery, and wolf could see his expression go from mild confusion to fear when the man saw her.
Wolf realized he probably figured she was with whoever came and did this carnage…while he would be right in a sense Wolf raised her hands trying to convey she wasn’t a threat to him.
“Easy…while you’re right to assume I’m not here to kill you…” Wolf kept her voice was gentle as she could manage. She even took her sword off her back and placed it onto the ground for good measure. While the man’s gaze still looked at her with understandable suspicion it did soften the slightest bit.
“What’s your name..?” Wolf started all be it a bit hesitant.
The young man whipped his eyes with his sleeve before responding his voice a bit shaky.
“W-Wilting W-Wilting Bloodrose…”
Wolf took a small step towards Wilting.
“Salutations Wilting you may refer to me Wolf or Wolfsbane either is acceptable.” The cringe Wolf felt form her extremely formal greeting couldn’t be measured.
Wilting hesitated before speaking again. “A-Are you with…THEM w-wolf..?”
Wolf expected a question like that. But it took her a few moments to find the right wording.
“I was sent by their leader to and I quote ‘check if the job was actually done’ so I guess the answer to your question is both yes and no.” The blacksmith looked down at Wilting, who immediately backed up in quite understandable fear. With her hands once again up Wolf tried once again to convey she wasn’t a threat.
“However despite all that…if you’re willing to let me. Your people deserve a proper burial…though I understand completely if you want me to leave immediately.” Wolf offered and tried to reassure at the same time.
Wilting stopped his retreat to consider the offer. Wolf was right he had every reason to force her to leave and never come back, but they were also right about his people more than deserving a proper burial… With great hesitation Wilting spoke.
“Y-yes please…but only if we burry him first…” He pointed to the body he was crying over before. Wolf tilted her head to head to get a better look, it was a rather haunting sight for her…but she put those thought out of their head.
“Of course I’ll start once I find a shovel…and a pickaxe…” She suspected the ground would be a massive pain to work with. Somewhat to Wolf’s surprise Wilting got up and came back within couple minutes with what she needed.
“Oh uh thanks kid.” Wolf immediately got to work and she was proven right quickly with how tough the ground was. Even with them and Wilting working together it took them both hours to dig out one grave…but to Wilting it was the most important. Wolf stayed in the grave and waited for Wilting to come back. But after quite a few minutes, Wolf climbed out to check.
They found Wilting standing over the body even at a distance she could tell he was shaking. Wolf slowly approached and once she was close enough she spoke up.
“Would…would you like some help…?” She offered hoping she wasn’t intervening where she shouldn’t be.
Wilting looked behind him trying to fight back fresh tears. But he shook his head he knew he should be the one to do this. But it didn’t feel good in the slightest.
“N-no I’ll do it…I have too…” with every fiber of his being Wilting bent down and picked up the body. Wolf helped him lower the body down into the grave. And she helped him refill it as well. But Wolf wasn’t done yet she went into the wreckage and found a large and flat enough stone. She carried it over to the fresh grave and placed it on the correct end making sure it was secure. They then took out a knife and faced the stone.
“What was his name..?” Wolf asked looking behind herself.
Wilting looked genuinely surprised by this extra gesture and question. This stranger…this TOPPAT already did so much, and yet she wanted to do more..? There was nothing for her to gain out of any of this…but none the less he answered.
“E-Ed… Ed Zhuast… or Edward…” Wilting answered his voice shaky again. The look in his eyes was one Wolf saw before…in herself may times…they gave him a sympathetic look before getting to work, she carved Ed’s name into the makeshift grave stone making sure it was as precise as she could get it.
Wolf took a step back when she was done before addressing Wilting.
“That correct..?” She asked turning to him. She hoped she didn’t misspell it that would just be their luck…
“Y-ya…you got it right…” Wilting’s voice was soft but Wolf could tell he was fighting tears again. She tilted her head when Wilting turned his head up to her.
“Th-thank you Ms Wolfsbane…but…why..? Why did you do this..?” Wilting asked, Wolf completely understood why he would ask. She was the enemy, she had nothing to gain from helping and continuing too she wasn’t leaving until every body was buried. So why?
“Because it was the right thing to do kid. I never got the chance to do this with my people….I wasn’t about to let another person deal with that too…but really though I wanted to help, and I’ll continue to do so. I may not have known you or these people but I know they deserve to rest in pea-.” Wolf tried her best to explain.
But she was cut off when she felt something grab her. She looked down only to see Wilting had pulled her into a hug. She could feel the smaller man shaking like a leaf from sobs.
Wolf froze temporarily unsure of what to do but her brain caught up and they hugged him back. Which ended up with Wolf sitting against the rock wall of the mountain next to Ed’s grave holding a sobbing Wilting in her arms. Normally she hated physical contact like this it would make her so uncomfortable she would be internally screaming for it to stop. But this time…she didn’t care, they knew Wilting needed this he needed someone to just hold him and listen. Wolf was more than to fill that role.
“I-I miss them…I miss them all…but h-him…I miss him the most…I…I loved him…” Wilting cried into Wolf’s coat. Wolf held him close periodically rubbing his back every so often.
“I know kid…I know…it’s ok I’m here…” Wolf softly reassured. For the first time in so long she felt a genuine connection…she wanted to protect this young man as best she could…something inside them told them that it was no coincidence she met Wilting when she did. She had a feeling that…Wilting would be repaying her very soon…
#the henry stickmin collection#henry stickmin crown of roses#crown of roses#fanart#thsc oc#thsc wolf#fanfic#crown of roses fanfic
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Proof I’m actually doing art again, a WIP for my good friend @crown-of-roses-thsc ;3

#the henry stickmin collection#henry stickmin crown of roses#crown of roses#fanart#thsc oc#thsc wolf
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Depends what you’re wanting but I can try! :3
I prommy epilogue is still happening hey does anyone want to potentially contribute to it
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Its my Birthday!!! It’s still werid to think I’m now in my 20s!! ^^”
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I actually had my tumblr before but I never really used it. It was because of @crown-of-roses-thsc that i actually started posting. And I’m very glad I did!
@cabbash-the-cabbage @smoresthehalloweenqueen @flowerbarrel-art (you don’t have too >w<)
hey mutuals!!! (tag game alert..!)
I'm curious, what caused you to create a tumblr blog??
I'll go first: i saw so many tumblr posts on pinterest that i decided to go straight to the source. also, tori spring and her blogging!
TAGS... (spamming, sorry...) @anya-xoxo @beetheyapper @froginthestars @goldplatedglitter @hyacinthi-mortem @icedcoffee2809 @lechnsherrs @nuancedotexe @nicoandthepoets @please-hear-me-out @poetsinnyc @scriptscraps @alightelixe @thehollywoodnecromancer @sweaty-toothed-mad-woman @the-undead-poets-society @xxcherryberriezxx @yourfavvgal /nf + anyone else who wants to join!!! <3
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Everything got transferred to new phone! And everything is working great! @crown-of-roses-thsc be prepared for my newest idea. ÒwÓ
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Got new phone let’s just hope everything transfers right and I can get into this account again. >w<
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reblog if you are ASEXUAL, support ASEXUAL PEOPLE, or SECRETLY A DRAGON IN HUMAN FORM
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I love the phrase “boobalicious” >w< mind if I take it? :3
gay awakening was me finding out that we don’t all find women beautiful and boobs boobalicious
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Literally just woke up with an idea for a THSC AU. Anyone interested in hearing it?
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Of course!!

Reblog if your blog is a safe space for these identities: agender, demiboy, demigirl, genderfluid, non-binary, and transgender!
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I finally got my motivation to draw back!!! This project will be a video featuring Wolf, Logan and Astell with some two of the images with aspects from @crown-of-roses-thsc . (As basically everything I make is fan stuff of that amazing comic >w<) Anyways!! Here’s the not so subtle teaser/title for it.

#the henry stickmin collection#henry stickmin crown of roses#crown of roses#thsc oc#thsc wolf#oreo random#thsc#fanfic
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Can speak for everyone but I’m still here bud!! Can’t wait for what’s next!! Glad you’re feeling better ^w^
Anyone still there? Sorry for taking so long! Hopefully will get more out soon. Got a little tired out, but I’m feeling better, thank you all for that!
My therapist was appalled, it was pretty funny. So I feel better! A rather fitting and spiteful TLDR from me:
“Dobby is a free elf”
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I’m not complaining I am a bastard sometimes. >w<
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