#big bad wolf kin

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fashion for : big bad wolf (toon town, tokyo disney)

necklace | hat | pants | shirt tooth caps | tail | sunglasses | shoes

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More wolf pics because I just adore them

[frogchiro]

Rip Granny in that König werewolf AU. I desperately need more when you can Kin I’m begging 🙏🏻

RIP to Granny but someone had to take one for the team ;;

Werewolf/Big Bad Wolf! König who is absolutely insufferable. He needs to be around you at all times and not just bc he's needy or clingy, no, at least that's not all that's to it. He need to be close to you because in his mind everything around is either a danger to you or will try to steal you away from him (which tbh isn't far from the truth) and since he's your mate he needs to also be your protector.

He is constantly following you either in his full werewolf form or in the half-half form which is not less intimidating. König will always be rubbing up against you, licking you and scenting you so that you smell more like his musky, heavy scent than your own :(( Not to mention all the nudging and insistent pinching you with his teeth gently if he deems that you're not paying enough attention to him.

And Lord have mercy if you bend over to wash your clothes (which König insists you don't need anymore but you're still too shy so he allows them for now) in the stream near König's den because you will almost immediately feel the huge, warm and heavy body of the werewolf on your back, hood pulled off and see his nasty grin in the corner of your eye as you whine at him to just let you wash your clothes but he's so insistent :(( The ginger man will just chuckle at you and tell you that you're a tease, bending over like a needy bitch in heat, his bitch that he obviously needs to breed with his litter <33

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Intro post

Ok so turns out I actually might post stuff so I guess for ppl who see these posts here’s a bit about me

My name is Iris (my friend helped me pick it out and I love it so much)

My sexuality is Aroace, Im Genderfluid, Any pronouns are fine, INFP, Aries, Hufflepuff, minor so pls don’t be creepy and weird, I like to read and paint and give ppl gifts, I play the French horn and trumpet( I want to learn the Saxophone, piano, Violin, Drums, Bass, Guitar, etc) I love cats and dogs, I have 3 dogs but no cats😔( my dad is allergic), I want a ferret cause I think they are cute, My fav wild animal is an Otter, I love Frogs, I like memes and gay stuff and band and theatre, IM OBSESSED WITH DUCKS( I HAVE A COLLECTION OF RUBBER DUCKS AND I WANT TO HAVE ATLEAST 1000 BY THE TIME THAT I DIE) ill prolly add more as I remember

Music that I like- Taylor Swift, Conan Gray, Olivia Rodrigo, Chloe Ament, Cavetown, Girl in Red, Mistki, Laufey, Lady Gaga, Orla Gartland, mxmtoon, Baby Queen, beabadoobee, Wolf Alice, Billie Eilish, Sabrina Carpenter, Hozier, Benson Boone, Djo, Chapell Roan, Tate McRae, Arctic Monkeys, Gracie Abrams, Lana del Rey, Melanie Martinez, etc

Books that I like- HEARTSTOPPER(Osemanverse), Hunger games, PJO(the entire universe of PJO), Harry Potter, Divergent, The Cruel Prince, A good girls guide to murder, The inheritance games, The Babysitters Club, Shatter Me, Six of Crows/ Shadow and Bone, The inheritance cycle, Acotar, Fablehaven/Dragonwatch, Better than the movies, prolly others I just can’t remember

Movies that I like- Hunger Games, Love Simon, Nimona, Inside out, Tangled, Crush, Harry Potter, Luca, 10 Things I hate about you, Clueless, Big hero 6, Barbie, Enola Holmes, Encanto, Coco, Little Woman, Marvel, Maze Runner, Megamind, Shrek, Ik there are others but my memory is rlly bad rn so I’ll just add them when I remember them

TV Shows that I like- HEARTSTOPPER, The Owl house(TOH), She-ra, Heartbreak High, Bridgerton, Friends, Survivor, The Good Place, Big bang Theory, How I met your Mother, Home Economics, The Vampire Diaries, Abbott Elementary, Anne with an E, Arcane, Bojack Horseman, Boy Meets World, Girl Meets World, Brooklyn 99, Carmen Sandiago, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Miraculous Ladybug, Criminal minds, Stranger things, Gilmore Girls, Julie and the Phantoms, Love Victor, Ik there is more but yk bad memory

Ppl that I Kin big time- Luz noceda, Tori spring, Charlie spring, Robin Buckley, Hunter from TOH, The collector from TOH, Will Byers, Nick Nelson, Rain whispers from TOH, Entrapta from she-ra

Ik there’s more to say but I honestly can’t remember) I guess just look at what I post and repost🤷‍♀️

You guys seem like awesome ppl😊

So guess all that’s left to say is Hi!

Edit- My Pinterest username is rAiNbOw_MaFiA (I don’t post much on there, but I have a LOT of boards and pins saved)

[words-of-wolf]

Content warning: this post contains mentions of wolves hunting other animals, and some thoughts on the subject. Nothing I'd consider graphic, but I know it can be sensitive for some folks so I thought I'd warn beforehand!

Hhh, it's a bit hard to know where to start with getting back into writing about my experiences.

It's not that I don't have anything to say - it's the opposite! There's so much I'd like to share. I've always loved talking about my experiences... maybe a bit self-indulgent, but I like to think it can help other folks too, and I've gotten many interesting conversations out of it in the past, so no regrets!

Can't imagine I'll be posting big things like this frequently, but I'll happily answer questions and chat too. ^u^

So... right now, what I've decided I'd like to write about is some of the, I guess kinda fundamental aspects of my identity as a wolf therian.

It's interesting in a way, because there are so many wolves around - there's a lot of people to compare experiences against! I guess, if you have a rare kintype, or a kintype that's varied enough that your individual variation of it is rare (like dragons) - it might be hard to imagine that a wolf would struggle to find other people they relate to. But then, well: there's me.

I don't think anyone's nonhuman experiences are wrong. I don't think anyones' are "superior" either; it's just about who you are as an individual, what feels right and comfortable to you. I just wanted to get that across! Cause what I'd like to talk about does involve some comparison between my feelings and the things I've seen expressed by other wolf therians, and I wouldn't want it to be read as me saying my way of being as any better than anyone elses' (it's not).

During my time in the kin and therian communities (which, I first encountered over ten years ago now, but my activity has been very on-and-off since I reached adulthood) I've met so, so many wolf therians. It's... hmm, complicated for me, in a way? Because I felt very isolated, especially when I was younger, and I felt like wolf therians were supposed to be "my people". But really, I could count on both hands how many wolves I've met that I really related to on any level.

And the reason for that is the same now as it's always been: for a lot of wolf therians, being a wolf seems to be a kind of violent, bloodthirsty identity. The "predator" feeling is strong; there's some affinity for the thrill of the kill, the violence of it all.

That's not a bad thing. It's not wrong! But my experience has been... very different from that.

My perception of wolfhood isn't really "red in tooth and claw" like that. It's more... simple. Not peaceful really - life as a wolf is full of trials and strife - but the violence never felt defining for me. In terms of personal importance, the feelings of wanting to hunt, to fight, to bite and maim... I'd be lying if I said they were entirely absent, but they were always tertiary to things that seemed far more present and central.

I think a big part of that is... well, for context, I believe my wolf identity is linked to a past life. Yeah, stereotypical, I know! But it's genuinely what I experience; I do remember that life, or at least aspects of it. And those memories influence a lot of my experiences in my current life as a wolf-person.

The thing that strikes me most when I compare my own perspective on wolfhood to the ideas often expressed by other wolf therians, is that to me, hunting wasn't violence. It couldn't be violence.

Why? Because I just plain didn't realise that the deer and other animals we killed were living things.

There was no... room to even consider that idea. I didn't know that the deer I drove to exhaustion felt pain and terror, same as I did. I just knew I was hungry and it was food.

It's a strange thing to consider, isn't it? People talk a lot about "what makes us human". I don't think there's any one thing that does. But if I were to point to one of the most jarring, and one of the most utterly sacred parts of being human to me, it would be the ability to connect emotionally with other species.

Humans are not unique for doing that. And maybe there's some animals a wolf could come to see as an individual, in the way I would've seen another wolf. But a deer would never be that. Which contrasts strangely with me, now, as a human: where I can love pigs, and care about their welfare and treatment, but still enjoy some bacon or a porkchop. That can conflict, sometimes, yeah - but from a wolf perspective, that would be incomprehensible. At least, from my experiences it would be.

And if you remove the idea of violence from hunting, suddenly a wolf's life doesn't seem very violent at all. The act of hunting and killing prey animals felt no more violent to me, than when I cook up a steak for myself now. To someone, that would be violent, but to me it's just a steak - y'know? I know the steak comes from a cow, but that fact brings me neither grief nor pleasure. It's just kinda how the world is and I'm mostly okay with that.

The act of hunting was, I'd say, something I enjoyed as a wolf. I loved the chase. It was fun. Taking down prey could be scary; even a deer is dangerous when cornered and desperate. But the thing with nature is that it makes what you have to do to survive feel desirable: so risking my life for a meal felt thrilling, in a way, and a full belly afterwards was satisfying, and comforting, and a relief from the usual gnaw of hunger.

Hunting's only a small part of being a wolf, though. Even setting aside all the attempted hunts that fall through before you even get into a full sprint.

A lot of wolf life focuses on territory. In some places, it's a very intense, almost war-like conflict; constant, bloody, often fatal. Not always, though. It depends a lot on the intensity of the ecosystem you live in: a place with lots of prey attracts lots of wolves, who then compete for access. If the prey's more spread out, the wolves are more spread out too... and an area of land feels less worth dying for when you've got so many others to search.

Me and my pack were one of the latter varieties. Territorial conflicts were rare, for us; I don't recall any specifically. We patrolled, we marked our space. Territorial disputes were something I was aware of, I think - if I saw a trespasser I certainly would've acted with aggression - but it just wasn't a common occurrence.

So my experience of being a wolf didn't feel like it was defined by violence much. It didn't feel bloody and raw. I could see myself in the image of a wolf that snarls, maybe, but moreso I see myself in the image of the wolf that sleeps, or - perhaps most of all - the wolf that wanders.

And that's what existence as a wolf was, and is for me! It's wandering. It is the neverending search. Even when you find what you need, the relief can't last long - you need to move on soon, you need to seek again soon, because it won't be long before your empty belly's gnawing at your insides again. It wasn't ever a life of violence, it was a life of travel, for the good and the bad of it: for the new sights and new smells and new opportunities; for the exhaustion, the uncertainty, the sore paws and aching muscles.

And the restlessness. The need to keep moving. Keep going. Keep searching, always searching.

But, of course, that's still not the centre piece of the puzzle. Because that could only ever, of course, be the pack.

This is something I'll probably dedicate time to writing about all on its own, because I have such deep feelings about "the pack" as a concept, and also about my pack, who I lived for in my last life.

But I will say that all of my deepest, most vivid, and most impactful memories... they're not of the hunt, they're not about territory or conflict or hunger. What I remember most richly is the love I felt for my pack. It's a feeling I can't quite find it in me to explain; sometimes I wonder if the reason I identify as loveless in this life, is simply because no love I've ever felt as a human could compare to what I felt as a wolf.

I think there's a kind of synergy between the simple mind of a wolf, and the feelings a wolf experiences: in the quiet of an animal's mind, emotions seem so much stronger, so much more vivid somehow. I feel that even now, when I have a mental shift, and the logic and reason falls away - all that's left is emotion and physical senses, and they paint a picture so, so bright.

And those past life memories that I hold dearest, they have a similar quality to them... to curl up with my family after a long day of travel. Or listen to their happy snores as we all sleep off a full belly. And playing with the pups... I was a very fun wolf-uncle. And those pups were my joy, light of my whole life! <3

So... yeah. That's what being a wolf is to me.

It's not the only way to be a wolf. It's not the "right" was vs anyone else's "wrong". This is just what wolfhood is to me personally. Maybe other wolves will see something of themselves in this, maybe not! Either way, I appreciate the time you took to read my rambling. It feels nice to carve out a place in my life again where I can really talk about this stuff. c:

[moss-ridden-owl-creature]

Introduction Post :DD

I don’t know exactly how to do this but I’m doing it anyways!

‼️BEFORE THE INTRO: please do not ask me for donations. I am a minor and cannot donate, and I will not put your posts on my blog. I do feel sympathy but I simply can not donate. Do not send donation asks as hospitals and severe injuries often shown are VERY triggering for me and can send me into panic attacks.‼️

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Name: Call me N, Mike, Percy, Owl or Halskë :) (generally don’t care)

Age: 15+ (I’m a minor)

Gender: Non-binary (pronouns: any except for neos)

Orientation: biromantic & Demisexual :)

Religion: Hellenistic & Nordic pagan (Greek & Norse deities. Probably won’t post often about this stuff but I do reblog things relating to it) (No, I am not interested in converting, don’t try it. Believe me, the Mormons at my school have tried.)

I’ll post my art once in while! Nothing on my blog in terms of interests is set in stone, but you will often see art from fandoms I’m in, or of my ocs/fursonas!

theriotype: Tundra wolf! (Spiritual) hearttype: border collie! (Spiritual)

kintypes: Cryptidkin, dragonkin, crowkin! (These are either spiritual or/and emotional.)

Serial Designation N (MD) & Micheal Afton (FNaF) fictionkin! :D

‼️‼️IMPORTANT‼️‼️ I am overall chill with SD-N doubles! But please know, Micheal doubles (especially if you mention it in a kind of trying to be friends/moots with me sort of way), I AM WARY. I generally don’t wish to interact with Mike doubles as it makes me mildly uncomfortable. I will not engage in DMs, questions, ETC. with you. I’m sorry! (This is specifically for Micheal Afton doubles.)

Some form of relation/connection to the FNaF franchise besides a kintype. Potential hearthome or idk maybe I’m just sad about my family lmao (damn. There’s a sentence I never thought I’d say in regards to the Aftons.)

THIS IS NOT A ROLEPLAY BLOG. THIS IS PURELY MY THOUGHTS AND DUMB SHIT. THAT WILL INCLUDE MY FICTIONKIN EXPERIENCES.

Fandoms: Grishaverse, Riordanverse, The MCU, Good Omens, The Folk of The Air, Murder Drones, FNaF, The Dream SMP (yes, I know some of the CCs are bad people, I supported very few of them. Tommy, Ranboo, Tubbo, Phil, and Techno were the only ones I actively watched outside of lore streams. This was a hyperfixation of mine and I am still very willing to talk about it because suddenly it’s been revived on Tumblr and now my page is full of C!Clingy duo. Please talk to be about it, I loved it and still do.) The Lunar Chronicles, The Hunger Games, The Song of Achilles, EPIC: The Musical, Aru Shah, Hamilton (technically), Warriors, Avatar: TLA, Iron Widow, The Furry fandom, and many others! (These are in no specific order)

I’m a batshit insane Kaz Brekker simp lol :)

Other things: I’m a furry (my fursona is named Halskë! I will post about these things.) I am diagnosed with ADHD, Slytherin, Cabin 7 (Apollo), I’m a fan of bones and taxidermy :) I also bow hunt large game such as antelope, deer, elk and big horned sheep :)

C!Technoblade (DSMP) kinnie! (Not a kintype!Just relate to the character:) )

Milo Rossi (Miniminuteman) fan :)

I am a diehard FNaF fan. I will talk about it for HOURS. I love FNaF. Mention it and I will vibrate at a frequency strong enough to shatter glass. So yes, please talk to me about it :)

DNI: Basic haters, trans-homo-or otherwise LGBT-phobic people, pro-Nazis, zoos, racists, or fans of The Human Centipede (Gives me PTSD-like triggers.) Those who are “Nordic Myth” kins of any type. (Marvel kins are not included. Y’all are fine.) & NSFW blogs specifically, I don’t care if you interact with me, but do not bring anything NSFW into my asks, I’m a minor and on the asexual spectrum and it makes me uncomfortable, thanks! :)

also please note, even if you are not in my DNI list, I do block freely, I do not stand for people who are constantly pessimistic. I don’t care if you’re pessimistic in general, myself am a realist, but what I mean by that is if you are more than 80% of the time just a negative being, I will most likely not interact with you. I am endo neutral. Don’t bring discourse to me.

another thing! My content is considerably 13+ (I will not respond to asks if you under 12 years old, as it makes me uncomfortable because tweens scare me.) and if you are older than 25, do not interact with me (EX: asks. The exception for this would be like if I follow you and send you an ask.), as you are between 10-5 years older than me. (The under 12 rule does not apply to those who are regressors, and regressors ARE allowed to interact with my content, but be warned, not all of my content is suitable for littles, be safe!)

I accept people of all gender, sexual, and/or identity. Don’t come on to my profile with your phobic bullshit.

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my tags!

Original posts: #Cryptid whispers, #Dragon Growls, #The Wolf Bites #N Rambles

art: #The Moss Owl Creature Has Taken To Scribbling, #Owl Draws Will add more as the list grows!

reblogs: #Dragon Rumbles

That’s all! Have a good day/evening :D

(Made by @uzihell here on Tumblr!) (FNaF plushie divider made by @sister-lucifer here on tumblr!)

[hell-drabbles]

Hi!!! I would like to apologise first for my bad english but reading through your blog made me think of something: How do you feel about an Angel! Companion not the angst one where they got angelification but as in God's creation. Companion is somewhat of an angel already on how they correct and guide Ra-on.

Angel! Companion who is a blank slate grew up with Ra-on and Minhyeok who later started to adapt human emotions.

Angel! Companion who died protecting Ra-on and causing him a mental break down.

Angel! Companion who after their death methamorphosise(?) into their angel form.

Ra-on who is feeling conflicted, happy to see his companion alive but at the same feeling betrayed/ in disbelief by Angel! Companion's secret.

Angels who are obsessed with regrooming Angel! Companion out of their humanity because they are not letting their youngest sibling not know about Angel Ethics.

Sorry for the long paragraph. I'm kinda obsessing over the whole wolf in sheep's clothing concept. I am sooo interested in your thoughts or HC about this.

Let's see... Well, I hope you don't mind if my thoughts go all over the place and in no chronological order.

Playing around with a concept like that, I would imagine that this Companion was essentially God's last creation before he vanished, a sort of incomplete creation at that because they had basically nothing. No role, no position or anything of the sort. Really, the only thing they have going on in their head is that drive to seek out God, if only to find out the reason why he made them this way. And so, without telling anyone, and without anyone caring, they simply wandered out of Heaven and went to the human world.

They wander, probably take on the form of a kid and end up meeting Ra-on and Minhyeok and the rest is basically history. While it's not official that the Companion is adopted, the Companion is either living with Ra-on or Minhyeok. Childhood shenanigans ensue, kiddos admiring the coolheadedness of the Companion, their big ol strength.

And, of course, the tragedy happens. Ra-on parents are killed. My angsty brain wants to have the Companion be there for that event. Death isn't new to them so they're not in a state of panic, but it's still incredibly unsettling to see the Companion covered in blood while curled over Ra-on as they blocked his ears.

I like to imagine that the angel that killed Ra-on's parents recognized the Companion as one of their kin and actually pats the Companion on the head for the sheer level of emotional manipulation they're doing on Solomon's bloodline. They'll come for Ra-on later, so make sure he doesn't die to something stupid. This angel is talking some real revealing stuff so the Companion has to block Ra-on's ears.

This type of Companion would have a different dynamic with Ra-on compared to the original, because this Companion would be more driven by guilt for intentionally keeping Ra-on in the dark about some heavy shit. Leads to a lot of avoidant behavior on the Companion's part and any anger would just, be pushed riiiight down because the guilt would come back. Then they'd just, disengage from any and all conversations and just, calm down. This does lead to Ra-on believing that he's a burden to them, that the Companion can't stand the sight of him anymore. He tries to close the deepening gap, but until the root of the problem is solved, it's only going to make things worse. Are they even friends anymore?

The answer is yes, and it is unfortunate that they're both controlled by deep shame of themselves. The Companion can and will risk their life for Ra-on, because how else can they make up for the fact that they've been lying by omission for all these years.

And so comes the time for the Companion to finally be free of that disguise of theirs. Whatever the circumstances, be it to save their own life or some sort of messed up rebirth, the Companion is back to how they used to look, and now Ra-on has to digest the fact they've been lying for so many years. But, as much as he wants to be angry, the Companion was then stolen away, back to Heaven.

Man, I really wish I had more information regarding Heaven and how it works. My brain can only create so much before it spits out not so good ideas.

[gor3sigil]

Tailor your skin

[TW for mention of ED, rape, bullying, transphobia, sexual assault, transandrophobia]

[This text is one of the selection I'll put in my next issue of my zine, "From behind Tinted Windows and Cracked Screens", focused on transandrophobia. I was too happy with it not to share it. It's like the one I shared a while ago, but better, to me.]

My birth was a disaster. A disaster of closed call death, disease in undevelopped lungs, veins and poisoned flesh.

Growing up to be overprotected and neglected simultaneously. A clumsy and awkward kid trying to fit in, yet struggling to see the appeal of being like everyone else. My face hidden behind my long hair and my body behind baggy black clothes covering a starvation that no one was going to see anyways, I was still the curvy “looks-older-for-her-age” teenager. And then, I was trans.

What a surprise it was. Suddenly the mean girls who were making fun of my wasted attempts at femininity were claiming I was a woman too beautiful to be anyTHING else. My parents who complained about me being a tomboy all my life were scared to death of being right, after all these fights !

For my peers, the proud bisexual girl I had been had been eaten alive by my desire to escape my True Nature. Cis straight women who never were my friends would have switched up and given me head for me to stay the Holy Female their flawed feminism was forcing me to be, and to stay, for sisterhood, for the Cause.

I was turn in turn a victim or a traitor. My femininity raped out of me but not my love for men. Men scared me from being a woman but not from becoming one of Them. I was bullied from being an outcast but not out of being trans. I was a Lamb enough but not so weak I couldn’t be the Big Bad Wolf.

I started drinking almost at the same time I realized I was trans and I lost more friends over a simple switch of pronouns than I ever did after a drunken meltdown.

The sisters who swore to protect me told me now to catch the blows for everything I had never been nor done. And the final straw was seeking euphoria using a gender swap app and seeing my father staring right back at me.

What do you think I fled, then ? Do you think I doubled down ? Do you think I went head first into the pool of a manhood made with my bare hands and spite ? Or did I melt myself into a mold I didn’t fit it, so sure I was to never find safety or softness or tenderness or bonding ever again ? Did I ran away in the moods like a wounded animal, did I rather got sick from dehydration than having to risk seeing my reflection in the water I drank ?

I could go on for eternity, there are so little words to describe the isolation, the alienation you feel when being on your own makes you unsafe and seeking your kin makes you a predator. I went from a healer to the one taking the blame for men who broke me just as much, whom I also swore I’d never become, not in a million years. But in the confusion of trauma, it’s easier to bite someone who won’t bite back, isn’t it ?

I could tell you it gets better. I will tell you, in fact, that it does. It does get better in yourself, when you find your inner peace, your inner strength. When the mirror becomes a friend that shows you excitedly all the subtle changes that comes with shedding out of your shell, that there is a community waiting for you out there. That you deserve every bit of love and support, that you are not a traitor, that your manhood is holy, oh so holy, your transness is too, in short, YOU are. My beloved, as much as I hear your raw suffering, the weight of the fear of becoming the ones who hurt you, it won’t happen. I promise you. You are a treasure, you make this world a better place, and you deserve no shame, no pointed fingers, no mean laughter. If you can’t trust yourself, trust the process.

I assure you that when the sun will rise, one day, and you open your eyes to see the big blue sky, you’ll feel it. The comfort of belonging. The warmth of your skin, finally fitting right.

[dysfunctionaldogdude]

Boundaries / Triggers

Pt: Boundaries / Triggers

We have the right to unfollow people as we see fit - especially if you push our boundaries and patience

We also get panic attacks sometimes and might unfollow people we're afraid of upsetting - if that's the case, don't worry, please just talk it out with us :)

General Boundaries

Tagging us in tag games is preferred or in something we like [Fandoms, animals/theriotypes, kins, etc]

We love gifts!!! SEND THEMM!!!

We love asks!! Send them!!

Awards and chain asks please don't send them they're a lot of pressure to do [and the bomb ones legitimately stress us out]

Do NOT DM us unless you're a mutual or asked to DM [even if we've DM'd before]

We're fine with vents and love to help our friends, but please ask or warn us since sometimes we can be prickly

Mentions of SA, r*pe, and grooming is a BIG trigger for us. Please always trigger tag anything about it

We have extreme scopophobia, so please tag with #tw scopophobia or our trigger tag for anything with eyes looking at viewer or mentions of being w-tched

Please tag our collective triggers with #sirius go away

Triggers may update - We don't always remember

Trigger tags for mutuals if you're not a mutual don't worry about it

Wilhem ☆ "Will" ☆ Rowan

Please don't "touch" without permission. I'm very touch adverse and sensitive

Don't pry into information I don't want to share - you can ask always!! Just please accept the answer given

Please don't flirt with me :( only people with special permission can and usually only as a joke is allowed

Don't fakeclaim me please. I will literally break down and spiral cause of a lot of problems I have with reality distinction and trusting my brain/myself

Treat my characters like real beings, please, and thank you

While this isn't a trigger, please tag negative things towards my more "villainous" fictokins [Bill Cipher, Joker, etc] and bad talk about any of my kins [I see this with Twi a lot]

Certian kin mischaracterizations DO trigger me [i.e. twink Will, twink human bill, basically twinkification and straightification of my kins] so please tag

Also Billford - while source is fine please tag it with specifically #billford look away - since I have unpleasant memories of my canon Ford [mixed with my exes in memory] even if source is fine I still like to be warned

Anything about "Gods Love" or mentions of Yahweh [God] being loving or such is slightly triggering for me due to being a Lucifer Dietykin and having specific religious trauma

My trigger tag is #will go away

Phyce ♤ Icarus

Sensitive about romantic things [Does feel romantic feelings but its a bit hard on him] and doesn't like sexual things unless discussed beforehand in private

Do not flirt with him unless he's given permission - Never joke about it

Don't ask about his scars unless we're comfortable with you :)

Trigger tag things to do with negative things towards dæmons and shades along with other Greek spirits since he is one

Trigger tag negative things about The Big Bad Wolf - He has a lot of unpleasant memories [with scars to remember them by] about his deaths and treatment

ALWAYS tag the 3 little pigs NO MATTER WHAT he is EXTREMELY triggered by it that specifically tag it with #wolf go away

Trigger tag is #phyce go away

Hailey ♡ Hazel

Fine with flirting!! [ONLY FROM LESBIAN ALIGNED PERSONS - Mpsec included :3] - But only as a joke since she's currently not interested in out of headspace relationships

Pretty forgetful, so please don't get mad if she forgets something

Triggers include syscourse and anti mspec lesbian / anti lesboy [NOT Straightbians] - mostly cause it angers her and gets her heated

Please tag Pink Diamond hate under the trigger tag too - She's really sensitive about it since what she remembers is not like how people are talking about Pink

Please tag syscourse - While I'm [Will] fine with it she's not - it gets her upset even if she's pro endo she doesn't want that interaction

Trigger tag is #hailey go away

Zippy ♧ Clubs

Loves LOVES gifts and interacting with others a bit shy, but ze REALLY wants to :)

Not sure about flirting - They have not expressed anything about their romantic/sexual orientation for now, let's say no flirting

Trigger tag anything regarding scene or alt culture as "cringe" xey are scene and while xey have never encountered something like this I know they won't like it

Trigger tag stuff to do with emetophobia they seem to have it, and even the word v*mit makes them nauseous

Trigger tag is #zippy go away

Pearl⬯

Please don't flirt with her, she doesn't seem super comfortable with it unless it's from Hailey

Don't try to talk to her about Rose Quartz she doesn't really remember a Rose in her canon [Other than Rose and Hailey/Pink were two different people]

Would love questions about Garnet and Amethyst [Along with questions about her F/O - Pink Pearl (shared with Hailey)]

Likes gifts themed around the beach and snow!! [Not really a boundary but they asked me to put that there]

Prefers being connected to fencing over ballet so please don't share/tag her in anything with ballet

Trigger tag anything disrespecting her sexuality [i.e. Greg x Pearl, or any straight ships]

Tag anything with Pearl hate or Pink Diamond hate, she doesn't want to see bad things about herself or her partner

Trigger tag is #pearl go away

Laz 𓄼

Asks ONLY mutuals interact with them, they’re not a fan of strangers

Strangers MUST call hym Lazuli, hy refuses to be addressed as anything else if they don't know you

Trigger tag anything implying Lapis [source] as a girl since hy doesn't want to be viewed that way [Mostly includes source with more of a chest]

Trigger tag is #laz go away

[theghostbunnie]

How do you feel about Candy as a Character vs. The character you made? I’m honestly just interested in the character you have for Candy and her relationship with Nikki

HI THANK YOU FOR THE ASK, V GOOD ASK I'M HAPPY TO AWNSER

My version of Candy isn't actually supposed to contradict what we know of her already, more so really really build-off-from and completely take and run with what little we were given about her.

I'm fine with anyone's HCs I believe everyone should have fun and it doesn't have to match cannon! but in the same note if we're talkin' character analysis and not HCs they often don't even target what she did wrong and just go "whore." And. Uh. Yeah never been a fan of that.. Not a fan of how she was supposed to be a "golddigger joke" or something in the show either but ehh.

She's not a bad mother because she was on her phone or because she wears tank tops or because she has sex or anything else I've heard while being in this fandom dear GOD SKSKNDJN but this post will literally be 3x longer if I get into my takes on that so it's a different post if y'all want it one day.

Candy didn't remember something important, something traumatizing for Nikki and that's where her flaws lay. Their communication is lackluster. I think it makes her a flawed parent and a flawed person but it doesn't mean "she's scum of the earth condemn this woman to hell immediately," she still loves Nikki and shows she does in the same episode she tells her not to karate chop strangers and get them sued so she doesn't just let her do whatever. She refers to her as "my angel" and Nikki looks up at her when everyone is eating with this smile and they LOVE each other and raaahhh I love the sillies so much.... Cryinhng..

I've mentioned in my post about Neil's mother how I believe that the egg episode they're mirroring their own parents and Nikki being so worried about fucking up her egg and not knowing what to do and being unprepared and scared. I HC Candy had Nikki when she was like 20-21 and recently kicked out by her own mother and she had no support or knowledge of what to do or how to care for a baby and it was SO much trial and error but it bleeds into my HC about Nikki where she has all these big thoughts and emotions but gets regarded as simple minded by her peers because she can't find a way to express them verbally and comes off simple minded or stupid. This doesn't stop her from feeling complicated things it just stops her from being understood.

((literally the whole Christmas episode is her going "I love this thing so dang much!!! I can't tell you why though. I'll know it when I see it.?))

So when you have a unprepared parent who's working by trial and error and you can't verbalize to them the errors or make sense of your feelings that's where issues come in!!

Minor New episode spoilers: Nikki can't write eligibly when she writes letters to her mother. I think is some great potential to be visual storytelling about this if I ever could make a fic. Her handwriting is bad. She gets excited and doodles and scribbles. You can't make out what she's saying. Maybe her mother never even got to know about what happened in the flower scouts because she said it over letter.

Candy still sent her there and lied about it being adventure camp and I hc it was done not because she wants to force feminity on Nikki or anything (if that's the case Nikki would be dead like literally 💀 she needs dirt to live) but because she wanted her to make friends and since she had such a good time as some version of a scout herself she thought Nikki would too. She loves Nikki and supports her wolf-kinning and playing in the mud but of course is concerned she's estranging herself from other people by barking and biting them and sending her out into the woods she would've just continued to ignore people in favor of animals. Candy had a "it'll be good for her!" Type rationalization about lying.

Then next summer she wanted to make her happy and followed through with going to adventure camp for realsies and was scatterbrained about it and misremembered the previous year's sign up for that one.

A misunderstanding didn't hurt Nikki any less. You can have all the good intentions in the world and still screw up and accidentally hurt somebody you care about.

Personally I love depicting Candy as being really really affectionate with Nikki and she calls her not only "my angel" but variations of "baby/sweetie/hunny" and the biggest nickname she has for her is probably "sunshine"

Candy also can't cook lol she tries but it's the only thing in the world Nikki won't eat is her mom's cooking so Candy buys them TV dinners and premade stuff alot. They have "barbeque nights" where Candy brings home ribs and they watch TV together and live in this lil trailer home near a forest. (In the first trailer for camp camp we see Nikki using a slingshot on cans with flowers painted on them and I'm like yeah her back yard just goes directly into the woods I know it does)

I actually HC Candy's off and off boyfriend/husband Andrew is the one who'd force gender roles on Nikki if at all. Guy who jokes about "hookers and blow" ((Infront of his 9-10yo daughter)) with his friends yk that guy.

Please take these walls of text I've sent to a friend about Candy 🙏 also that's meant to say spots not sports 😔

Also I wanna mention Candy isn't even her actual name she got it during her time in the adult film industry (🌽) and it's actually Caroline. She doesn't really introduce herself as that anymore. Sex work in general is often an abusive industry and highly exploitive so she's got some baggage from her time there and falls in and out of being a stripper aswell and struggles to hold down a job that can support her and her daughter and it's part of multiple reasons why she keeps going back to her ex husband bc he's well-off. ((Cannonicaly bought her a car and lawyers))

She didn't even know for sure if Andrew was the father, some AUs I have he turned out to be the father in some he didn't, but she chose to tell him because he could give her daughter the best chance in life and support her education and allthat.

[citizenoftmrrwlnd]

pronoun an name suggestions for the Big Bad Wolf from toontown [disney park],, maybe? i already use bigsby as a name,, but im not sure im real happy with it,, so i am very open to suggestions

boris - may mean "wolf" wulfric - meaning "wolf ruler" badulf - meaning "fight" and "wolf" zeke - the canon name of the big bad wolf from the original cartoon midas - the canon middle name of the big bad wolf sorry for the short list! i hope you'll like these!

[voidcommascreamintothe]

Maiden, Mother, Crone - The Archeron Sisters as reincarnations of the Three Faced Goddess

Part 1

Elain, Ferye, Nesta. Three humans, turned Fae. Made magic. Or perhaps only awoken?

No I will not be normal about this, it is you who should be more weird about this.

It has always been clear to me that the three Archeron women have magic in their human blood. They are descendants of an acient deity, that once ruled over the lands alongside The Bone Carver, The Waver, and perhaps many other Deathless and Nameless gods. It is very much so confirmed by the Bone Carver themself that Feyre resembles and old god, powerful and cunning, who sought to hide herself and her magic, for reasons of a mysterious nature. This is just contextually picking up on the inherent meaning of the statement. In book 1, a big plot detail is that Feyre can taste and smell magic. She uses it to her advantage a few times during the events of book 1. This isn’t something that normal humans can do, seeing as how a lot of the village folk live in fear of magic and cant understand its working. The Human Lands are baren, cold, and stripped of all magic, and yet- Feyre can taste and smell it. And yet, Nesta remains of sound mind, immune to glamours, a type of magic that effects the mind. Elain only needs a little push to snap out of its influence.

These women are of magic descent, and to me this was a well established plot point. I interpreted the events above as the author just plainly telling this; although its entirely possible that i have been overthinking this because i have never been normal about these books, not once since i started them.

Feyre is the Mother, she is Mother Life, vindictive and vengeful; aggressively protecting her own kin, going and hunting down threats. She is the Mother; passionate and inclined towards the arts. Calm in the face of fear, and with a strong sense of duty. She claws, bites and rips out throats. A wild mother wolf, a wild beast. Feyre has always been inclined to go nuclear on her revenge plans. Sabotaging and undermining a religious leader, Ianthe, and plotting and successfully executing her revenge over an entire court of - lets be honest here, entirely innocent people, is very Aelin Galathyneus of her. Standing up to a magic wolf, with her throat exposed, she stood her ground and bargained. In the face of the heinous lie about her pregnancy, she was calm and brave and coping, only so that her son would not feel those things as he grows inside her womb. It is my headcanon that she went scorched earth on Rhysie’s ass afterwards.

Elain is the Maiden. She is Mother Nature. Ambivalent, and yet omniscient. Seeing all, reacting only just so.

When it comes to Elain, I don’t have much to work with; she has yet to have her books after all. However, I am confident in saying that he is not as mentally checked out of reality as I originally thought. She is a seer, one who sees the future. But this must also come with the immense strength to resist altering it. She either must not intervene, or do so incredibly delicately. She does also see the reality of what their situation was, in regards to the Archerons loosing their money, but she is rather unbothered by it. I hesitate to say she does not care, because again, we have not see her perspective yet, but she is aware how bad it was for them. In book one, there is a distinct moment when after Feyre comes back fro the Fae Land, Elain remarks on how the rich people treat them as if they didn’t loose all of their money, as if the last however many years did not happen. Its either cognitive dissonance, or Elain just does not.. care? Again, we have not seen her story, so I am speculating; and also resisting hating her for being docile and passive, and seemingly disinterested. Altho she is not a favored character of mine, I shan’t repeat history and hate on her as I did Sansa Stark.

That being said, her ambivalence and lack if action reminds me on nature and of natural disasters. Elain, the gardener, Elain the Mother Nature, The Maiden. A storm does not care if the levies might break and cause a flood, a mountain does not want anything, does not act on changing the outcomes of future events. Elain is a living being, who loves her sisters very much, so of course she reacts and saves them. But she was to be a young bride, in love and idealistic, yet she never consummated the marriage. Never got to be the bride, in fact. She seems to be stuck in this perpetual state of maidenhood, not quite moving on, remaining innocent, and maybe not yet ready to do anything else but ignore the happenings in front of her. She ignores Lucien, perhaps still grieving the loss of her old life and her old love.

Nesta is the Crone, The Mother Death. She is Lady Death. Meeting the Lord of Bloodshed at every step, a loyal companion to her friends, she is always there, inevitable as a rising storm. She is passive. She stays and guards. A mirrored image to Feyre in every way. She Makes objects of immense power. She creates and yet her power is pure death. But she creates. She does not want power. She creates, she seeks peace. What is more peaceful than Death’s embrace? Nesta has the power of the eternal flame. Her power coming out in silver flames perfectly encapsulates the power of fire: giving and taking life. Nesta is not vindictive. Don’t misunderstand me, she is actively cruel in Book 1, and a whole part if her journey was owning up to that. She recognized where she was wrong and made amends.

She is not nice, she was never taught to be nice. Her mother taught her how to read and manipulate people, not how to be kind and nice to them. She learns those things on her own. And again I ask, is Death nice and kind? It is peaceful and passive. A power that inspires awe. She is broken and rebuilds her self. She is Made, and i suspect that in order to be Made, she needed to die first. She inherits the most power out of all three sisters. Her dying during her Making means that she inherits Death itself. She experiences it, so she wields it because she understands it. She has lived many lives and appears older than she is. I personally thought that she was 30 in ACOSF, not 26, only 5 years older than Feyre. The narrative presents her to us as The Crone. She reads as someone older, harsher, someone who is also Death herself.

Where Feyre, Mother Life, is active, Nesta, Mother Death, is passive. Feyre hunts, Nesta guards. A mirrored image of eachother, they represent the cycle od life. The symbolism attached to them shows just how connected life and death truly are. Feyre and Nesta are always invoked in each other’s inner monologue. It is also entirely plausible that they each had an almost pathological need to keep Elain safe and innocent, because that was the only way to show that one cares for the other. Nesta loves Elain, but she keeps her safe because that is what Feyre would want. This fact, that Nesta would do anything to keep Elain safe, is very clearly stated by Feyre in both book 1 and 2. They both love Elain, no doubts about that. But Nesta’s and Feyre’s relationship was so burdened and volitale, that the only way for them to show affection was through the unspoken rule that Elain stays safe, is kept safe, at all costs. Nesta and Feyre, Death and Life, two sides of the same coin.

For me, it has always been reasonable to assume that the sisters represent one of the three faces of The Three Faced Goddess. Its buried in metaphor and vague statements, but it is there regardless. The more I read the books, the more obvious the comparison was. Having read Throne of Glass as well, the sisters also remind me of the Three Faced Goddess worshiped by the witches. After all, it was an ancient Witch God that hid her power and herself in the human lands; a place without magic and entirely mundane.

I intend to elaborate further in part 2 of this essay, but for now, let us enjoy quite a unique take on the Goddess Hecate. The Greek goddess has had many a modern interpretations, but I have not seen one done as subtly as this one. Having three separate people represent her faces, and therefore phases of a woman’s life, is new to me at least. Maas doesn’t really reimagine the old greek myths in a 1-to-1 recreation, but rather a loose inspiration taken from the core of the story. I quite enjoyed placing it all together.

More on how Nesta is the one to Bless Aelin’s blood line, and even how she might have started said bloodline in part 2.

Bonsoir.

[sulli-villain]

new OC's list!

I will keep this post up-to-date-ish.... with my ocs! an icon, a mini bio, and eventually tag hotlinks! in case anyone grows interested in them! for a comprehensive list see "old ocs page" on my side bar. To search a character, type "character:charactername" into tags. example, tagged "character:Rem". current exceptions are sam=samantha.

OC's in pairs/groups who directly interact

"Sam" Samantha Winters

Tag. age 35. A human rights advocate. Stubborn and feisty, she encounters a lot of dangerous situations and many people wish to harm her. Acts tough but is in constant fight or flight just trying to survive. Past attempts at hiring body guards went poorly, but...

"Jack"Jackie Sullivan

Tag. Age 44. AWOL rogue of a military hate cult. He killed the rest of the cult when he was 25, and faded into obscurity. A drunken shell of a man with bad opinions, a worse smoking habit, and an uncontrollable urge to solve problems with violence and alcohol. Sam hired him as her bodyguard for some reason... Slowly but surely her influence is rubbing off on him.

"Mikhail" Micheal Allen

Tag. age: 31 Occupation: cryptid and supernatural hunter. He's a bit dense and can be a dumbass, but he's actually very good at his job, surviving it, and taking notes on the actions of supernatural entities. Found someone he was supposed to protect, but then.....

Devon Freyr

Tag. Appears as a middle aged human male. An eldritch horror of some unknown alternate dimension. currently.....he is mikhails "assistant" of varying amounts of use. He likes to withhold information for fun and only intervenes if things go horribly wrong. He's weak to sweets and can potentially be bribed. Has the power to dues ex machina everything, but too lazy and lacks the drive.

Krow

tag. 30's. A man who got sent to hell for conning and then conned his way out. He's cursed now and changes forms at night. Also attracted some annoying ghost who won't stop telling him to be a good person. It's effective and it makes him angry. He likes money but he also really likes cats.

Yumi

Tag. Age:24 at time of death. She doesn't know much about how she died or who she was, just that her life ended tragically. Despite this she has has come to accept it and likes to just have fun. She's sweet and a bit of a ditz, and is obsessed with Krow because he can see her, unlike normal humans who can't. Wants to fix him. It's working and it drives him insane.

Myuur

tag. A deep sea mermaid. age 34. She is a carnivore and has lure-like tentacle objects that glow in the darkness. She can take human form but is very bad at it. Likes humans and is curious about their culture. Aquainted with Rem

Rem

tag. A shallow water mermaid. age 73. unlike Myuur he is generally hostile if bothered, or if he's just in a bad mood. Hunts poachers and disrespectful tourists for fun. He can take human form for much longer than Myuur, and somewhat blend in to get things he wants from land. Acquainted with Myuur

Pyo

tag. A bunny girl. age 22. She's tiny and cute, but stands out from her kin by being unhinged and very able and willing to kill to defend herself. Her favorite weapon is a shotgun. ever changing location of brown markings is definetly not because I forgot. Has a goth wolf bf.

Ged

tag. A wolf man. Age 21. Pyo's emo wolf BF, he looks edgy and cool but he's actually a coward and his family disowned him. He likes to wear tight leather clothing and hide behind his tiny bunny gf. Technically strong but would only fight if cornered.

Camilla

tag. A succubus who runs a fasion company. Sorry there really isn't alot here I just wanted to draw cute gay monster girls.

Frisca

tag. Camillas assistent and model, also gf. they are gay.

Madeline Ellis

Tag. age 19 A journalist who likes getting attention for the latest big scoop. went chasing rumors about a werewolf and got way more than she bargained for. He protects her in exchange for her silence, although things start out quite rough between them.

Lycah Wareth

tag. age 19, a were-dog vigilante. He thinks that the justice system is corrupt and will just kill people he thinks were let off too easy. Works a day job at fast food and drives a green mini cooper. Lives in a shitty studio apartment.

"Nox" Noah E. Xavier

tag. age 21 (17 if hair is long and all green) tatood biker bad boy rebel, he was raised by an ex mafia couple and got a head start on crime. thinks he's hot shit but sometimes he's dumb as shit. Rides a motorcycle without a license and has a corgi named ENDO-CRUISER MK4002

"Elen" Eleanor Mc'Gotti

tag. age:23, A poor artist who lives in a falling apart studio in the worst part of town. Stumbled into some gang shit and met nox in the worst circumstances. They helped each other and he mooches on her couch often now. Treats him like a dumb freeloader most of the time and his attempts to intimidate her fail. Has a blue parakeet named "Birbington Coat Factory"

Alex

Scarlet

STANDALONE OCS

Oc's who have no developed directly related characters, they may share a world potentially, but do not interact canonically with any other oc's.

"snowberry"

tag. Definitely not her real name. Age 24. Bitchy catgirl who is better than you, cute and knows it. Will exploit her looks to get what she wants. Has alot of piercings. in alot of places. Absolutely no shame with this one.

Ramona

tag. age 32. Gender is fuck around and find out. Mommy Dommy vibe gamer dog. They are chaotic, unpredictable, and can be a bit of a troll. But also the mom friend that will listen to your problems and support you. Based on an afgan hound.

Su-Su "MooMoo Milkers"

Honestly I just wanted to draw a cute cowgirl i don't know what you want me to say here.

Takoyaki

tag. Age:23, An alien fish man. His species tried to envade earth but it went pretty badly. He used to be a low ranking gaurd but defected pretty early on because he's a softie. He's just doing his best trying to stay away from combat. "takoyaki" is just a joke name that he was called, but I have no intention of making his real name, so let's just say it's intellegable to human ears.

"Bubblegum" Azure

Tag. age:21 at time of death. He is a gay angel, doesn't remember his human life. Peppy, optimistic, kind of an idiot. wears exclusively skin tight clothing and tight white pants. nickname "bubblegum" for his hair color.

Chase

tag. age: ??? human form appears to be around 20. A phantom demon dog from hell, He is given an intelligence boosting collar and shipped off to the human realm to spy on humans. Enrolled in a magic knight school to steal information and blend in. Acts like a conceited playboy to cope with his incoming existential crisis from becoming sentient.

Elihah

Chase's roomate

"Mura" ShidaMura

Tag. Age:20-28. 5'9". A tragic prince of a shapeshifting dragon clan. Each member of his family has a unique ability and form, and his is immortality. This power didn't become known until he died and woke up, and up until then he was considered worthless trash. Spends 7 years wandering aimlessly before facing his past.

it's a mess beyond this point

Leah

Klouw

Alissa

Xinyi

Noel

Emi

Lukius

Ricky

Rochelle

Tanya

Lachie

Tina Pastel

Rohisa "deer god"

Nosaphi

Nightmare

[straydogkins]

Would love to hear some of your favorite kin memories!! spreading the past life/spiritual kin love, don't let sanism control your belief system ✨✨

*hugs you* Thank you anon! We're getting much better at not Giving a Shit about what people think, which has been doing amazing things for our mental health! Sanism sucks with kin stuff, especially when you're psychotic and a system, so people treat you like you're 'betraying' others with the same conditions that don't like kin stuff, it's so rampant and I just grrr *tiger mode* /silly

ANYWAY happy stuff! (I just chose three of our top kins rn) AND THANK YOU SM I LOVE TALKING ABOUT HAPPY MEMORIES AND MY CANONS AND :D

Happiest memories: Magical girl Fyodor timeline!

Trying makeup for the first time with Nikolai and Chuu, they were both so proud of me for embracing who I am and what I wanted to do, even though it looked awful they were so supporting.

Watching Sigma break out of their shell and do some singing on the small stage at the maid cafe! I'm pretty sure Edgar did some performances with them which sounds ridiculous, but tbh he wasn't half bad at singing.

Watching Chuu smash a tray over Dazai's head in the middle of the cafe. Dazai wasn't a bad guy in the end, but I didn't like him at first because he was not used to having things not go his way, however seeing his reaction to being hit over the head by a maid and the bosses did NOTHING... That was golden.

Happiest memories: Supernatural creatures Kirumi timeline!

Running in the forest as a wolf! I was trying to understand how Rantaro felt as a werewolf, and while I couldn't become an actual werewolf, being a wolf was fun and it became a regular occurrence that we'd go out together.

I think I looked after the 'lil ultimates' sometimes. I can't remember what creatures they were (I suspect Kotoko was a fairy and Daimon was also a werewolf) but they were always getting up to mischief so I was on call a lot because I could look after them

Tbh just the mundane things from then made me really happy, like making potions for class, doing homework. I remember helping Kaito a lot with academic stuff- He was a fun guy.

Happiest memories: Keke (regular timeline)

Pretty much all of them involve Kanon, he was my partner and I loved her so much.

In my canon Tiny Stars had more Mandarin in it, so I remember teaching Kanon the pronunciation of some of the harder words. She studied very hard to get them right for the day of the performance.

Preforming at Love Live! was a big thing! It was all I had dreamed of before going to Japan and to do it and win in the end with our group felt amazing, I cried so hard.

[knightlight0800]

hello, twinkling star.

welcome to my blog. here is where you'll find the dumbass of all the dumbasses on this hellsite.

✨ About Me ✨

my name is avery, but you could also call me knight, sunny, or sol. i use he/him pronouns (experimenting with sun/sunself and star/starself, this is completely optional but i'll be thankful for you trying with these <333 /pos).

i'm transgender (ftm), pansexual and panromantic asexual.

i am a therian!!!! i am a wolf!!!! please be kind, i'm very new to it.

i am a MINOR!!!!!!!! SO DON'T ACT FUCKING WEIRD HERE!!!!!!!!!!! /srs

please......use tonetags.......it'll help tremendously.........thanks you......

🌻 Interests 🌻

pokémon, anything mario related (specifically mario the music box), omori, gacha life, my singing monsters, five nights at freddy's, minecraft, doki doki literature club, the amazing digital circus, kinitopet, undertale / deltarune, poppy playtime, animal crossing, sky: child of the light, cult of the lamb, flight rising, writing, nature in general (except for scary bugs D:), space, and weather

if i hear you talking about any of these i will rush towards you with big eyes /silly

💫 My DNI 💫

if you fall under this criteria, please block me and leave /srs

basic DNI (queerphobia, xenophobia, racist, bigotry, radqueer, m@ps, z00s, ped0s, transmeds, etc.)

anti endo/tulpas (endo neutrals are ok!!! just don't be hateful!!!!)

anti therians, anti furries, anti kin

nsfw, and kink blogs (adults are fine to interact but these ones in particular make me really uncomfortable...)

political blogs, especially right wingers (i'm not comfortable with politics)

anti age regre / pet regre

anti self diagnosis blogs

thinspo / fatphobia blogs

pro sh / ed blogs

blogs that are 14 yrs or younger (i have a bad mouth and i will say bad words!!!!)

☀️ Outro ☀️

that's basically it from me!!!! i hope you'll be comfy in my little space and know that you are loved, and heard no matter what you are.

keep your face to the sun, my star.

[calypso707]

Dragon Age Inquisiton OS - The wolf's farewell.

I am a huge fan of the Dragon Age series, I spent hours and hours playing these games and I really love the universe so I wrote a little Solas x Fem Lavellan Inquisitor, something sad/fluff.

If you have any suggestions for me to write, I will be happy to do it !

Vocabulary :

Ma vhenan: my heart

Lethallan: casual reference used for someone with whom one is familiar

Ar lath ma, vhenan: i love you, my heart

Enjoy !

"I'm Varric Thetras, a rebellious adventurer, talented storyteller and troublemaker in my spare time. I keep telling myself that for some people, life is just a succession of bad luck. Take Inquisitor Lavellan, she was living peacefully in her low cloister, close to her kin, but now she's got herself mixed up in all this shit. And what a mess it was! A twinkling hand, a hole in the sky and now the fate of the world depends on her..." he sighed. “I can't tell you how lucky I was to fight alongside her, it was... She's an exceptional mage and a dear friend. You know, I've been through a lot and I know exactly what kind of tragic end awaits heroes. But her, damn it!," he laughed. “She always managed to get out of the biggest messes, always just barely though! So, I hoped that maybe this story would end well... The assassination of Empress Celene had been thwarted and she had been reconciled with her ambassador Briala, raising the profile of elves in society. The Vennatori had been stopped and Corypheus defeated. Lavellan deserved a moment's peace and tranquillity, some people's spirits were celebrating this victory, but not hers... Heartbreak never does you any good, does it?"

She had been listening to the stories of her companions for hours. Iron Bull was talking for the umpteenth time how he had defeated a frost dragon in the Free Marches, Sera was telling the pranks she had played on Josephine during the day, while Dorian was describing partys he had attended in Tevinter, involving sex, alcohol and conspiracy. Things she had heard before and which would have amused her, but not tonight. And everyone had noticed. She saw Lelianna making her way back to the main room of the Fort, where the thrones were held and where the current festivities were taking place. The Inquisitor rose from her chair, looking at her companions still seated at the table: "If you'll excuse me, it's been a long day. I shall return to my chambers.”

Everyone greeted her and congratulated her again on having defeated Corypheus, which was ridiculous, she thought, because it was a joint effort. She walked towards her master spy, who had a grave look on her face. Her heart began to beat rapidly in her chest, she was dreading the words her companion was about to say. "I'm sorry, but we've heard nothing from Solas, my ravens and agents have found nothing. It's as if he suddenly disappeared..."

Lavellan remained silent for a few seconds, forcing herself not to falter, constantly repressing her emotions, something she had been doing since she became head of the Inquisition. She cleared her throat as if to regain composure and straightened her back: "Very well, thank you, Lelianna”

"I can continue the search, perhaps he'll come back eventually?" added the Nightingale, even she didn't believe in what she was saying. But she didn't want to hurt the Inquisitor, who had proved to be a good friend over time.

"It's no use, he won't be back" Lavellan took a deep breath. "Corypheus is defeated but we still have work to do, so enjoy this victory too, Lelianna, you've earned it.”

She didn't wait for a reply and headed for her chambers. She climbed the stone steps slowly, alone at last and feeling as if the sky was falling. Solas had left and taken her heart with him. An emptiness had formed in her chest, an immense pain. She sat down on the bed, which was far too big for her, and let her gaze wander over the mountains that encircled Skyhold. She thought back to all the times she had spent by his side, his knowledge of worlds, what he had taught her about the Fade, his intelligence, his presence, all of which she missed. Her heart had been torn from her and broken. She looked down at the mark on her hand, which glowed for a few seconds. She lay back, continuing to stare at it, before finally closing her eyes, seeking for peace.

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When she was young, she had already wandered into the Fade, walking its winding paths in search of vestiges of the past. Today, she wandered there voluntarily in search of tranquillity and, above all, in the hope of drowning the grief that consumed her. It was a dangerous practice, of course, as it was well known that spirits and demons lurked there. She was standing not far from the forest where her clan had settled; there were no beings wandering around, but she was delighted to see the aravels, richly decorated with engravings and silk fabrics. She couldn't get enough of them, and came to miss her home, the clan, its members and its traditions.

As she continued to venture into the northern forest of the Free Marches, she saw a black wolf staring at her out of the corner of her eye. She wasn't worried, it was probably a lost spirit. The Inquisitor took a cautious step towards it, but it quietly moved away before she could reach it, turning to see if she was following, which she finally did. She continued to venture deeper into the woods, this wolf did not seem dangerous to her, on the contrary. But as they approached a lake, he suddenly disappeared. Two gigantic wolf statues stood nearby, like him, leading the way to the blue expanse of the lake. The view was magnificent, the lake surrounded by fir trees and behind them, the peaks of the mountains were visible, as if blending into the sky.

"Gone..." she mumbled.

"Ma vhenan" said a voice behind her.

A voice she recognised all too well, she froze in place, her heart missing a beat. With so many emotions in turmoil, she thought she was going to fall. She turned slowly, her gaze catching Solas's azure one. She took a step backwards, bumping into the statue behind her, putting her hand against it as if to hold on. He had disappeared and now he was standing in front of her, and she couldn't help noticing the armour he had put on, it wasn't like him. He had tricked her.

"The wolf.. You led me here... It’s like that dream in Haven, didn't you?" she asked finally, feverishly.

"I wanted to see you once more before..." he stopped talking, took a few steps towards her.

"I don't understand, you seem... Different..." the Inquisitor continued, examining him with her eyes. It was true, he gave off something different, something powerful and terrifying. She looked at the statues of wolves behind her; reminding her of stories from her childhood and reminding her of a particular god. Dalish legends tell of Fen'Harel, the implacable wolf, also known as the Lord of Deceit, who was vile and deceitful and showed no concern for his people. The elves turned to him for help and advice, but it always came at a price. Fen'Harel kept his promises, yes, but the way he kept them was often contested. She shook her head, as if to clear her mind of these foolish ideas. Had she fallen in love with a god?

"I am Fen'Harel," he announced. "But he came long after Solas, I inspire hope to my friends and fear to my enemies. Just like the Inquisitor"

"Was I fooled? All this time, I thought...’´She stared at him, in silence, completely lost and in disbelief.

"No, I didn't fool you, I would never have shared your bed under false pretenses" he was finally coming closer, he wanted to touch her, take her in his arms, love her but he wouldn't allow himself. He wanted to experience everything her heart desperately promised him. "I have very little time, Lethallan"

"You abandoned me, you left me. I loved you and you ran away," she said, her voice trembling. Her eyes filled with tears, she knew their love was doomed to failure but she refused to give up. He brushed her cheek with his thumb to wipe away a tear that was running down, sadness was taking hold of him, he was tortured. "Forgive me, vhenan, I never wished to cause you pain”

"We can stay together, whatever your plans are, I'll help you," begged Lavellan.

"No, this is something I must do alone. I want to save the elves, even if it means dooming this world. There is only death at the end of this journey and I can't inflict that on you" said Solas.

Lavellan looked at him for a long moment before lowering her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. The thought him alone, carrying out such a plan and destined for such a tragic end was suffocating her. She couldn't bring herself to leave him; he was the storm and she was the shipwreck that wanted to sail through the stormy waters until she sank. She loved him with a love that was immeasurable and destined to be forgotten. He closed the distance between them and ran a hand over her cheek to catch her attention, tucking a lock of hair behind her pointed ear. They exchanged a look heavy with love and pain. "My love, I'll never forget you"

And he kissed her. They kissed languorously and she clung to him desperately, not wanting him to disappear. She was terrified that she would never see him again and she prayed that he would continue to visit her in her dreams. If she hoped for a happy ending, he should have that too. They gently broke the kiss and he placed a chaste kiss next to her ear, whispering: "Ar lath ma, vhenan".

And she woke with a start, sitting up abruptly and out of breath. She looked around, she was in her room at Skyhold and Solas was gone. Her cheeks were still pink from her tears and her lips seemed moist from the farewell kiss he had offered her. As the Dalish say: "May the Dreadwolf take you away" and that's what he had done, he had taken her being and her heart with him.