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unholy-cvlt · 8 months ago
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THE WOLF I FEED
"There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls."
- George Carlin
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the-wolf-i-feed · 2 years ago
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karma to suite you
Karma to boot you
Nothing like the cycle of life
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yeyinde · 8 months ago
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stalker!Ghost who gets tired of these little games you keep playing with him (blocking his number, changing your locks), and decides to take matters into his own hands. after all, it says something that you went out of your way to get a restraining order against him—accompanied by a scathing, bratty little message about leaving you alone. boundaries. him being a creep. as if everything he does to protect you was an inconvenience. was for nothing. maybe his old man was right. maybe some brats need a good, hard lesson in respect.
one he feels obligated to give.  
so. he comes for you. presses the muzzle of his gun against your trembling lip, and tells you to stick that pretty tongue out for him, birdy. 
(since you want to be so lippy, he'll give you something to mouth off on.)
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outromoony · 2 months ago
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"We listen and we don't judge" but it's people hating on my favorite fictional character so I'm pretty much listening and pretty much judging.
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satoruxx · 4 months ago
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Thinking about wolf!toji smelling stress on you, that or another person, when you come home.
I don’t think he would be the type to try and comfort you at all or ask you to explain what you were feeling but he would definitely be gentler with you, and super observant
YES NONNIE EXACTLYYYYY!!!!! wolf!toji is not big on words at all !!! but whatever he can't speak on he will make up for in actions :33
i think wolf!toji would probably unconciously do that as soon as you walk in the door, nose twitching as he picks up the various scents that have clung to your body over the course of the day. he can smell the fatigue, the faint traces of whoever you sat next to on the bus, the smell of coffee from your evening cup.
but stress on you is different. it's sharp and jarring and it makes his tail flick unknowingly—he does not like this scent on you.
internally, he's in the midst of a rage and a panic. rage because of what, or who, is causing this emotion in you.
(you, who deserves nothing but every single drop of happiness in the world.)
and panic because he does not know what to do. he is not a kind man—he does not know how to offer soft words and free comfort the way you do. the way any good person would do.
so instead, he does what he knows he cannot mess up. he waits until you have gone to shower before quietly picking up the phone. he orders food from a place he knows you like, waits for it to be left on the doorstep, and then plates it himself. then he wordlessly sits in his seat and waits for you.
when you return, you comment on his behavior, and he brushes you off with a scoff. but for the rest of the night he does not tear his eyes away from you, ever attentive to your needs. he sees you shiver while you're watching tv, and he's throwing a blanket over your head. your eyes get heavy, and he silently turns the volume down.
soon enough, you're completely knocked out, and toji shuts the tv off. there is a brief thought that runs through his mind, questioning why on earth he's doing all of this for you.
why he's bending down to pick you up in his arms. why he's making sure your head is comfortable resting against his shoulder before walking you to your room. why he's gently setting you down in your bed and pulling the blankets up to your chin.
but then he remembers the way the expression on your face had brightened up, and suddenly he knows he has his answer.
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bonefall · 3 months ago
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i just thought of something about frostpaw’s design having a wolf motif and her huge autopsy scar - it reminds me of how in multiple fairy tales (particularly ittle red riding hood, like you mentioned in the design post), the wolves in those stories have their stomachs cut open. i just thought that was cool :3
I hadn't even considered that, but it makes it work even better. The fairytales don't even just have the wolf get their belly cut open-- they also get filled with stones and tossed in the river.
There's a clear image in my mind that when Frostpaw is put under the human tranquilizer, her mind falls backward and plunges her into liquid void. A dream takes hold, bubbles forming in the dark, her body cradled by clear water as far as she can perceive.
The unspoken knowledge of her dream tells her that she's in a raindrop, the river, the lake, and Riverstar Himself. The embodiment of water. And He is endless.
Her problems are washed away by the sheer vastness of his being, and she's just beginning to wrap her head around the marvel of it all when she opens her eyes in a den. Warm, comfortable, surrounded by hay.
The vision sloshes in her mind like dancing waves. She has a boiling desire to understand what it meant-- and the only thing that comes to mind is the Tribe of Rushing Water's philosophy that all things are connected by the river. That living by the Lake, fed by the southern delta, which rushes down from the mountain's waterfall, makes their cultures kin.
She decides to start there, and will go further south if need be. Thus begins Book 3 of BB!ASC, The Source of the River.
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rosie-tyler · 2 months ago
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Which could mean nothing
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maskofnova · 11 months ago
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A little less irritating...
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pendwelling · 11 months ago
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TWSB Hogwarts AU!
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Inspired by my AU fic on ao3!
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spoopy-arcade · 2 months ago
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THEY ARE SOOOOOOOOO 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
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versatileversion · 5 months ago
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There is a scene in teen wolf where Lydia and Stiles go to negotiate Derek’s location with the leader of the Calavera family.
They have like 50k on the table and when the woman doesn’t say where Derek is, Scott’s voice is heard saying “Stiles, take ten of the table” and oh my god.
This is where I realized I need a Scott mafia au, because that negotiation was where I confirmed my religion to Scott McCall.
I don’t want him to be all “oh he’s mafia he needs to change personality” no, I want him to be feared as all hell and yet still fuss over his friends safety like a concerned mama bear.
Now also add the menace known as Theo Raeken- getting a debt to said mafia or beating one of Scotts ppl not knowing, and getting extremely paranoid that he’s pissed them off.
Meanwhile Scott is very calm and keeps wanting to track Theo down because he seems talented.
Between Scotts marshmallow heart and Theo’s past with authority do you see what I am trying to convey?
Writers feed us
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salemoleander · 2 months ago
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I do not care about celestial symbolism one iota but Joel's life series win as a major arcana is so so obviously The Chariot
(I will also accept arguments for The Lovers. That is the only other card I will accept any arguments for)
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the-wolf-i-feed · 2 years ago
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into-the-feniverse · 2 months ago
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toof 🦷
Additional pup!wood under the cut
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lunarharp · 24 days ago
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fwee top 5 things i had fun with this year :-)
#*begins talking to myself in my tags like a freak*#since reikoumi retired i have thought about zuka less than ever before in my zuka-knowing life. i used to think about REAL women EVERY day#i miss being in love with reiko. being loopy about a REAL person......damn...what was that even like...so distant (happy birthday to her)#my zuka obsession wanes & waxes through the years. it's fine. peaks were 2014 (first saw it live) 2019 (lived there) 2022 (reikoumi reign)#fields of mistria is really cute and fun....i love it a lot more than stardew. i love my crush....i love baking..feeding my golden rabbits.#i've played it for like 70 hours and it's not even out of early access....PLEASE UPDATE IT!!! I NEED MORE FISH TO CATCH! NOW!#edgeworth game was lovely. i actually was thinking of narumitsu as much as orufrey for a while. Whoa. but i never drew those ideas...#VEILGUARD....WAS STUPID FUN FOR ME. my personal and romantic little adventure :)#falling in love in a game isnt the same as when you already know you'll love a character. it's UNEXPECTED. keeps you young.#orufrey.........ya know the deal. They are my life.#the only thing that distracts me seriously from orufrey is when i think not of their love but MY love.....in video games.#runners up were dragon age 2 where i also fell in love. i immediately spat out so much art about da2 and veilguard LOL#i discovered various media that wasnt included here too..read some good manga..etc#i made several personal comics this year (the wha oc one and the Wolf one) and a lot of.. semi-personal art like my veilguard oc#i'm slowly learning to express myself artistically in ways that arent orufrey...... next year..i want to achieve various things....#i don't know what i can really manage any more. but i'll try a bit harder. just in CASE life can still be good..#OH AND I DID BG3 HONOUR MODE...bg3 was a 2023 thing but the first half of this year i was also just soulfully playing bg3. saved me#the second half of the year was actually better even though i got sick. Weird. anywayyyy *ceases talking to myself*#i pray for health and safety and peace for everyone and for my dreams to come true.
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seiwas · 1 year ago
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iwaizumi hajime the type to run to the store for you at some outrageous time like 2am—
—in nothing but his sweatpants, sleep shirt hastily thrown on. it’s thinned out from each wash and is way too faded to be worn out; there’s a hole or two somewhere on the sides. and his hair’s all messed up, sticking out every which way with a bit of sleep still in his eyes.
he’s yawning through the aisles, slides smacking against the store floor as he looks for what you need. self check-out is mechanical at this point, movements memorised.
when he comes back home—to bed, you’re sat up against the headrest, waiting. he drops the paper bag beside you and climbs under the covers, slinging an arm around you as he whispers in your ear, lazy and sleep-laden while his eyes fall shut, “need anything else?”
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