#The furry allegations have hands

[grease-weasel]

Thank you you can absolutely steal my ref layouts !! Also goddamn I am not beating the allegations smh my head. 😔😔 Are catboys really furries???? Thank you @expo-penguin for exposing me 😔

Anyway yeah I do have 2 furry ocs (that I can think of rn) sorry chat </3

#The furry allegations have hands #!! greasel posting !! #Cobalt is a Ghost BC ghoul and Sid is a zombie piglin #oc: cobalt #oc: sid #ocs #original character #original art #I have a few digitigrade but I consider them more human adjacent since they are their own races that were molded after humans

[loudclan-clangen]

Hey there!

Checking out Loudclan? That's great! Thanks so much!

Loudclan was originally planned to be drawn as I played the game like most other clangen blogs... Then I got frustrated about how slow it was moving and played ahead. Just a little bit, nothing to worry about, only about 1000 moons. So this blog should be running for A WHILE. I also take pretty big liberties with the designs and events. I think it's more interesting that way! Also it's been several real life months since I started playing and some things I just... forgot. Or lost. Either way, it's fun to stretch my creative skills.

As for the mechanics of the blog:

General Content Warnings Include:

Death, Animal Death, (Cat Death specifically), Death in Childbirth, Violence, Murder, Illness, Gore, Bad Parenting, Cheating, Affairs, Drama, Cursing, Language, Dirty Jokes, ECT. (if i missed something please let me know)

Updates are not going to be on a consistent schedule... ever. I'm a college student. I just don't have the time or energy.

The style is going to vary wildly. It's been years since I've consistently drawn cats and I wasn't ever really happy with the way I did it back then anyway. Come along for the ride with me! I'm just as surprised by what my hands create as you guys!

Overview:

Loudclan is set in a fictional location that is based on South Central Alaska. A group of rogues fled up the mountains to get away from the deep snows of the valleys at the beginning of a particularly harsh winter. The clan follows three "Leaders" in the form of the Leader, the Lead Healer, and the Lead Mediator. These leaders will each pass their position on to their oldest heir, the closest related member of their direct family. Issues regarding what happens when two cats have similar claims have yet to be sorted out by the clan, and may never be fully decided... *insert mysterious foreshadowing sounds*

If you are interested in more of a deep dive into the lore check out this post: Lore, or anything tagged #loudclanlore .

Want to see a list of all of the Loudclan cats? Go here: Allegiances.

Asks are welcome! I will do my best to answer them quickly and efficiently! I am happy to talk about characters, art, process, gameplay, pretty much anything. (I probably won't be showing sprites though, just because I've played ahead so far and a not insignificant amount of them are just... gone. Lost to the ether. Sacrificed so that my laptop could keep running the game.) All asks are tagged #loudclanasks .

Also fanart/writing/edits are more than welcome! You guys are so cool and talented and I am honored that you would want to make something based on my dumb little pixel cats. Referencing or imitating my style/designs/layout is absolutely allowed, just make sure to mention me so I don't miss them! All fan contributions are tagged #loudclanfan .

I will never complain about anyone "blowing up my notifications" or spam liking. I think it's so neat to see people go through the blog liking as they go. Don't worry about it. I enjoy seeing you enjoy my work!

A little bit about me, you can call me "D"! I use any pronouns, I'm pretty ambivalent about them but the majority of people use she/her for me and I'm fine with that. I'm 20, I live most of the time in Alaska and part time on a ranch in Texas and I'm working on my BA in Elementary Education. I started reading Warriors in 2nd Grade and stopped in 6th Grade but the brain worms never die. If you know me in real life no you don't: It took me all of high school to kill the furry allegations I'm not going through that again. Oh, and my main blog is @restinginpiecesofpizza but warning, there's spoilers for Owlstar's family tree for like 8 generations posted on there.

Anyway, thanks for checking out my blog! I hope you enjoy!

[damagedintellect]

You can't just talk about that Atsushi x reader in discord and then not have it posted anywhere please feed the hungry readers, me I'm the hungry reader!....I'm sure you've figured out who I am but I don't need anyone else knowing I'm a furry

💌 pfffft I mean you're right no one else needs to know you're a furry but bad news, your blorbos are not helping the furry allegations 😔 but I like omegaverse sooooo we're practically in the same boat if you will.

💌 I can drop a teaser since I decided to split it into two parts because writing 🍋 means I need to be in that headspace and oh boi am I too stressed lately!

Summary: Imagine if Atsushi had tiger tendencies that bleed into his everyday life as a result of accepting his ability. Now imagine it's say *checks notes* November-April.

Notes: Atsushi X reader, ADA reader, mutual pinning, heat/rut/mating cycles

Word count: 1,980 Part 1/2 [part 2 will be 🍋]

It was strange. You and Atsushi had been friends for a while, but as the winter months were coming to an end, you noticed he started being more protective of you. He had started unconsciously hovering over you in the office and would often offer to walk with you back to the dorms. You found it to be very sweet and endearing since you liked spending time with him, but a few days later, he accidentally growled at Dazai when the brunette put his hand on your shoulder. Atsushi looked mortified and fled the area with such haste he actually had a puff of dust follow him out. You've never seen him do that before. Turning to Dazai, he only laughed, humming to himself as if he knew why, but you were still baffled at what just happened to make him leave in such a hurry. The rest of the room brushed it off, so maybe it wasn't that big of a deal. If Atsushi wanted to talk about it, he'd bring it up on his own time, but he never did.

A few days later, you were pretty roughed up after returning from a mission. The moment Atsushi saw you, he pushed Kunikida out of the way and held you tight. He gingerly assessed your wounds, refusing to let anyone near you until Yosano cleared her throat, snapping him back to his senses. Once again, he bolted out of the room with a look of despair, leaving you mystified about what was going on. It seemed to click for everyone else, but you didn't have a clue what was going on. To be fair, you were still relatively new to the agency. You've only been with them for a handful of months, but they've already accepted you as family.

As Yosano was patching you up, she gave you a stern expression. "If he's making you uncomfortable, I can tell him to cut it out." You could feel your cheeks slightly heat up thinking about everything Atsushi’s done over the past few weeks. That has to be what she was referring to, right? You stuttered, trying to figure out what to say. "N-no, it's not that he's making me uncomfortable, i-it's just that I," you paused briefly. The moment you joined the agency, you knew you were doomed once you were formally introduced to Atsushi. He was just so friendly and caring it felt natural that you were drawn to the tiger boy. Over the past few months, you realized that you started developing a crush on him. Inside you were eating up all of this new seemingly possessive behavior, but the way he was running away immediately afterwards was concerning. You sighed almost defeated.

Yosano chuckled darkly "Oh I get it you like-" You immediately put your hands over her mouth. "Shhhh don't say it out loud! I'll never hear the end of it if Dazai were to hear."

As if on cue Dazai had burst through the door smugly "Never hear the end of it if I heard what?" You rolled your eyes at him. Yosano ignored the nosey idiot and delicately grabbed your hands "All I'm saying is you should tell him before April hits. It'd actually be easier on all of us."

Dazai gave you a smirk that already says he put together your secret. You frowned as you pulled him out of the infirmary. He was amused by your irritation but didn't say anything directly. You glanced back to Atsushi’s empty desk before setting your head down on yours. Confessing was going to be easier said than done.

Over the next week you would fail to confess your feelings for him. Part of it was because the words had a hard time leaving your mouth, to which Dazai would playfully mock "What cat got your tongue?" Other times Atsushi would scamper away after "overstepping" and he was too fast for you to get a word out edgewise. Sometimes multiple inconveniences would occur causing a series of unfortunate events. Needless to say you tried but didn't end up confessing. You were fine staying friends even if his random exits were starting to get to you. Was he scared of you? Were you making him uncomfortable?

You were walking past his desk to put a stack of paper on Dazai’s when he pulled you into his chair and shoved his face into the crook of your neck. You’re glad most people were out on a case today because the noise you involuntarily made was embarrassing. Kunikida was unbothered, too enthralled with his work to glance in your direction. Atsushi hummed, smiling against your neck as he took in a deep breath. The sensation caused you to shudder as he loosened his grip slightly pressing primarily his forehead to your skin. He felt hot.

"Hey, Atsushi? Are you feeling okay?" You asked shifting in his lap to look him in the eyes. His pupils were blown wide and he seemed kind of out of it. "Now that you mention it, it's a little warm in here." He seemed pretty dazed.

You brushed the bangs off of his forehead to press yours to his. "You should go see Yosano, I think you're running a fever." You stood up but he was still stunned by how you invaded his personal space a moment ago. You swear you could hear a soft purr come from him. After a beat he slowly made his way to the infirmary. Kunikida watched him almost stumble out of the room raising his eyebrow at you causing you to shrug in response. What was there to say, he wasn’t feeling well.

In the doctor's office Yosano sighed "It's that time of year again Atsushi, it's going to happen whether you like it or not." She looked at the thermometer and sure enough he was running a fever which means he's about to start his "mating cycle"

"It still doesn't make sense to me. Why am I the only one who has weird side effects of my ability!" Atsushi rolled his eyes slouching in his chair. You've been driving him crazy for weeks now. He can sense when you're near just by your scent and he keeps itching to be as close to you as possible. He knows he had a crush on you but recently it's been getting worse and the tiger has been acting on it without his permission.

"I wouldn't say that exactly, I mean just look at Dazai. The only difference is none of us have animalistic tendencies." Yosano pulled out some pills to help Atsushi for the week he's about to endure. She made them specifically after last year's cycle when the tiger went berserk. Which reminded her "Did you ever have that talk with (Y/N)?"

Atsushi hid his face in his hands. "No…I couldn't do it."

"Of course you didn’t," she huffed knowing it was a lost cause at this point. "You both are helpless."

Atsushi perked up suspiciously at her words "What’s that supposed to mean?"

She handed him the pills "It doesn't matter. Just go home, keep your door locked and take these. Dazai will come check on you in a few hours once he gets back." Yosano shooed him away to make another set of medications. Atsushi wasn't convinced she wasn't up to something.

The door opened while your back was turned so you didn't see Atsushi leave but you definitely felt a pair of eyes linger on your frame as he left. You sighed as you handed Kunikida your reports. He cleared his throat seeing you slump "It's not my place to say but if you're worried about him why don't you make him some of that famous soup you're always talking about. I'm sure that will help him make a swift recovery." Kunikida would rather stay out of it but after witnessing just how dense you and Atsushi really are, he figured a small nudge in the right direction couldn’t hurt. Otherwise he might have to deal with another of his colleagues moping at work and it's bad enough Dazai pesters him to no end.

You smiled wide "You're right! Thank you Mr. Kunikida, that's a great idea!" You hastily gathered your things and rushed out before you could hear the rest of Kunikida's suggestion. He was going to say don’t deliver it alone but he's sure someone will manage to stop you before you can do anything too reckless. He simply pushed up his glasses and continued his work. It wasn’t his fault the two of you couldn’t talk about your feelings like normal adults.

You on the other hand hit the market before going back to your dorm to make the famous soup. Kenji was always talking about how in his village they had a cure all soup and he showed you how to make it. Although not everyone was around to try it at the time. Atsushi was one of those people, but now was the perfect opportunity for it! You wasted no time at all packaging it up in a nice thermos, heading over to his room.

You stood in front of his door with your hand ready to knock when you were pulled inside and pinned against the door. Atsushi was visibly panting as his eyes focused on yours. It was strange since when were his eyes blue? You thought they were a mix of purple and yellow.

"I smelled you coming up the stairs." He rested his head on your shoulder "You shouldn't be here. Not when I'm like this." He was already in his sleepwear and his hair was disheveled more than normal. It looked like he just woke up from a nap or something.

You swallowed hard. It was now or never. "I don't mind, you know. I came here to help make you feel better anyhow." You lifted up the soup you made. Hopefully he likes it. This would be the first time Atsushi would be eating your cooking. The thought made you feel warm inside.

Atsushi's mind was flustered as he misunderstood what you came here for. "I can't ask that of you-" Sure he’s had fantasies about this situation but he never thought they'd come true. Recently you've been the center of all his "mating" daydreams. You always looked so cute under him and the prospect of you wanting to be intimate with him was crashing his train of thought.

Meanwhile you still thought he was feeling under the weather. "Good thing you didn't ask then." You cut him off leaning forward to pull him in your embrace. You know he's never truly had anyone to lean on in the past. You want to be that person for him. "I don't think you understand how much you mean to me. I've always seen you as more than a friend, Atsushi."

His eyes widened as he nuzzled into you. If this was a dream he hoped he never woke up. "I like you as more than a friend too." He sighed contently into your neck. You smelled so good to him it was making him dizzy. "Do you mind if we cuddle?" He was nervous, you could tell but you both already admitted to liking each other and you've never turned down an excuse to hug your favorite tiger boy before. You giggled at his hesitancy. He was being clingy and cute. How could you say no to him?

"I'd love to."

You put the soup down on the counter before Atsushi pulled you into his little pile of blankets. It was extremely comfortable and warm. You slotted so perfectly together like a puzzle. It was the absolute perfect setting for both of you to fall asleep in each other's arms, completely unaware of the misunderstanding that was waiting for you when you woke up.

[Part 2 ...coming soon]

#bsd imagines #bsd x reader #atsushi x reader #xreader #x reader #atsushi nakajima x reader #my bsd brainrot is showing #my inbox

[yeongwonie]

CAT & DOG ♡ sim jaeyun

SYNOPSIS a year after his notorious 10 months ending fairy, jake is confident that the occasional jokes and furry allegations have subsided. he's wrong, unfortunately, and no amount of teasing from his members could've prepared him for his ult—you—seeing the video.

PAIRING sim jake x f!reader

GENRE idol au, strangers to lovers, fluff, humor

WARNINGS cursing, a little secondhand embarrassment + specific warnings will be added to each chapter if necessary!

FEAT stayc, enhypen, txt taehyun

STATUS in progress! sporadic updates ^^;

note second smau and it's for jake!! i had the idea for this from a convo w/ @yyunari​ nd here we are ig..... i hope u enjoy ^^ timestamps are accurate but u don't have to pay attention to them! + pls send an ask if u want 2 be tagged! if you reply to a post i'll try to add u but i may not see it

profiles. one / two one. my life is over two. #jake_IN #IForgiveHim three. womp womp womp four. my hands are trembling five. y/n interacted x2 six. good things happen to bad people :/ seven. we don't know her eight. i m*** h** nine. they need our help ten. bitchful eleven. like that one song twelve. who want me thirteen. you are not the love doctor fourteen. early onset tinnitus ↳ bonus. rain check? fifteen. sixteen. seventeen. eighteen. nineteen. twenty.

taglist (open)! @.chiyuv @.igotkpoops @.jangwonie @.enhacolor @.enhyphoria @.yeppeudau @.kaeslily @.viagumi @.beans-and-jeanes @.fairybangtan @.starzvrse @.winteringdream @.theandrogynisticcat @.kazuhugs @.en-boyz @.youta @.soobins-gf @.wonamore @.ahnneyong @.wonhrs @.bluesoobinnie @.junnniiieee07 @.renaishun @.i4cho @.yoonssungs @.caty-catts @.onedreampalette @.lalalalawon @.precioussoulofmine @.notdrunkbutdazed @.heesflor @.msxflower @.simjakeissohot @.harperwasstaken1 @.carayat @.ikeuwons @.shyugahh @.rendezrei @.wonniesimp @.yanniediaries @.bubblytaetae @.theskzvibe @.sung5oon @.luviehyck @.soobsdior @.mintydayeon @.shinsou-rii @.i-yeseo @.ily-cuz-i @.exatse

taglist 2! @.cosmicwintr @.cwsana @.jakelux @.calumsfringe @.02zluvbot @.iloveoceaneyes @.ineedaherosavemeenow @.jinsoulirl @.yizaevis @.shigamiryuk @.butterflyy-ningg @.yunki4evr @.wonieleles @.renjunn1es @.yizhoutv @.oowon @.yunhowooyo @.thisisnotjacinta @.ohnle @.flwrsforriki @.artstaeh @.hyunniecrush @.bigtoewinwin @.liliansun @.kolvg @.revemixer @.bibinnieposts @.desiree62 @.yjwluvs

#sim jaeyun x reader #jake x reader #jake sim x reader #enhypen #enhypen imagine #enhypen smau #jake enhypen #jake sim #sim jaeyun #jake imagine #jake smau #enhypen socmed au #jake socmed au #enhypen fake texts #jake fake texts #sim jaeyun imagines #enhypen imagined #sim jaeyun socmed au #enhypen social media au

[vaultureculture]

Thought I'd share this here too.

Some people have already read through my thoughts in my other social media, but I think it's good to have this here as well.

What to say.

Art is a journey. Although I am rarely satisfied with my improvements, although I oftentimes grit my teeth and seethe at the fact that I cannot make progress as quickly as I’d want to- it is still a journey. My journey, and I am enjoying it quite so!

I had been thinking on painting over this piece of mine for a while. I really liked the concept and the character portrayed (my dear Elvia), yet, as my eyes and hands evolved in these nine month, I found myself wanting to give it a little… revamp.

So I did! I am quite happy with the results, but not as happy as I am about the fact that I now get to rapidly flip between canvas layers to compare the old one and the new one huhuhu.

But well, I digress. I guess what I wanted to say is that, no matter how much time passes, there is always a piece of you in every single artwork you’ve made. You weave and intertwine your illustrations with small fragments of your soul, shedding your light and essence like petals in the wind, one encased in each drawing.

So it’s still you. No matter how much you change, it’s still you. That little kid drawing Pokémon characters was me; the 10 year old writing furry character stories and illustrating them was me. The Pandora Hearts Fan, the anime phase kid, they were all me.

I can see Candela in every drawing I’ve made, and even though sometimes I want to be angry at my alleged artistic incompetence , the truth is that I will forever recognize my touch in my art.

And I will love it to infinity.

#my art #art #paint over #sketch to finish #elvia cardenal #touchstarved oc #my oc #original character #touchstarved mc #art timelapse #digital art #digital artist #illustration #doodle #rendering

[darksxder]

rush it

pairing: frat boy! chad meeks-martin x fem! bff! reader

summary: you only rushed a sorority for chad’s sake, but you can’t imagine regretting it after the game of capture you get to play one fall night

warnings/tags: requited unrequited love, bittersweet (alleged by tae), skimpy bunny costume, angst and tension filled fluff, friends to lovers, deserves a second part honestly

word count: 2.1k

a.n. : I think this was subconsciously inspired by @ethansluvbot’s pfp of regina george in her bunny costume, so thank you fr!

sdt: @belle82devart

dt’s: @ethansluvbot , @midnightaemond & @spiderlover03 

If someone had told you that you would be where you are right now, maybe a year ago-hell a few months ago, you would’ve laughed in their face. Might have even flushed pink when they detailed your outfit. The fact you were dressed like a bunny, or perhaps the Kappa Deta Pi’s version of a bunny that mostly resembled Regina George’s costume rendition at Halloween.

And you were just about as skittish as an actual bunny as the fluffy white pom-pom attached to your ass rustled in the grass. Currently, you were crouched behind a bush, heart nearly beating out of your fucking chest as you heard the hoots and hollers of the various boys around.

You weren’t the only bunny. 

There were plenty of girls hiding around campus or dashing across the trails and parking lots of Blackmore University dressed as bunnies. But every man on campus, or at least everyone trying to get into a frat was a fox. Mind you they just had orange paint stripes over their bare chests, no confection or ball of fur needed to be attached to their ass.

Which only infuriated you on account of feminism and not because you had a bad habit of looking away whenever someone was shirtless. Totally. It made keeping watch difficult. And every five seconds your eyes went blurry with the glitter Tara forced into your eyes inner corner. A thick, pure dazzling white she poked there with her finger after she lined your eyes with dark brown gel eyeliner. Then go so far as to add a pretty bright pink blush to your nose and cheeks, and spread a clear gloss to your lips.

Just that and then you were off, out of the sorority, sprinting across the Blackmore University campus, and running for your furry little life. Immediately feeling your quite exposed ass cheeks freeze in the biting fall wind.

You were just thankful you could keep your knee-high boots, as they were heeled yes, but black leather, thus very warm. They even covered the majority of your stocking-clad legs. The large bunny ears glued right into the headband snug on your head were so tight it was giving you a migraine, especially when you had to double back for them twice because you ran too fast against the early September wind.

You had two hot pink flags on each side of your hip, and no one had touched yours yet. you were free.

You wanted to say you weren’t trying hard or you never usually took these types of childish games seriously but it would be a lie. You take EVERYTHING seriously and your heart is racing so fast on account of the fact you’ve fallen into that cloying and tempting trap of pretending it was real. Like you were truly being hunted like you might die, and it wasn’t too far-fetched with the masked murderer going around NYC. But you tried not to think of that. To think of anything else as you finally saw him.

Chad.

He was nearly gasping as he slowed from his dead sprint, his tanned and built chest rising and falling harshly. The tilted orange stripes were dull when you first saw them on his brown skin, but now they proved stunning in the moonlight. You allowed one glance, a second to note the soft light casting deep shadows across his muscled abdomen, leading your eyes to his sharp v-line dipping past the hem of his dark blue jeans. The sight was past your eye line but not your mind. And sweat was running in perfect droplets down his chest, the veins in his hands prominent as he clenched them, as his eyes darted from tree to bush to tree and bush. Looking for you.

Your heart pounded harder as he stopped dead still, right in front of your bush. A good twenty feet away. But he made you. Thinking of options you noted you could run, but something told you it wouldn’t do you much good.

But if there was one thing that you loved more than escapism through these types of games, it was fucking winning these types of things. So with your hands sliding down your hips, you checked to see if your flags were still there. And with a soft touch, you picked up a rock and chucked it into the bush across from you and watched as his head swerved towards it. As soon as his attention left you, and you no longer felt that hot iron brand to the side of your face, you dashed.

Some might say running in heels was difficult, especially in the platforms you were in that almost made you taller than Chad. They are correct, as you find it is indeed difficult. Especially on grass.

In a mere second, you hear this man catch up to you, your tired heart jumping at the thundering footsteps quickly echoing yours. With one of his strides, being three of yours, truly damning your advantage of being a past track star.

And when thickly muscled arms wrapped around your waist and pull you up like it’s nothing, you scream. Even though you know it’s Chad. Because he wears the same cologne and you saw him spot you. But mostly because he picks you up like it’s nothing always, no matter how many times you say you’re ‘too heavy’ for him to do so. It was the way he was gentle and firm, not yanking you into the air. Instead, it felt like he was helping you there almost.

But the fact his warm sweaty arms were around your bustier-clad middle had your pulse racing as fast as a rabbit's run.

“Gotcha'” he purred near your ear, laughing as he heard you squeak.

“Chad, put me down!” you lament, voice tired, obviously disappointed too. You had been so fucking close to winning. Hadn't seen another bunny in hours. But you just heard him hum out a 'no'.

His hand is now on the back of your plush thighs, your tits pressed firmly against one side of his back, painfully smothered against the strapless push-up set, the underwire digging into your sensitive flesh.

“Chad my boobs will fall out!” you squealed, face beet red, fists pounding sadly at his spine. To no avail. He didn’t even so much as flinch and you knew it was because you never actually hit him hard, you couldn’t even imagine it.

“Sounds like a good time for me. Wanna switch sides so I get a good view?” he asked, voice deep and teasing. But the smug drawl was cut off as the lip of your boot slammed into his bare ribs. And you were laughing into the starry night sky as he huffed out a harsh breath, gripping your thighs higher, almost fully folding over.

“Can’t hurt a man for trying, or I would’ve said that eventually if you didn’t quickly prove that you would indeed hurt a man for trying.” He rasped, voice fake pained. Back in the teasing sing-song tone that made your eye twitch.

Then he ripped the flags off your hips, pausing for a second as if to soothe the area there, hand firm and warm against your cold rear, your face flushing at the soft caress. And you just gave up. Honestly, truly, gave up, as he carried you across the vast freshly cut fields and through twisting trails, hell half the quad as other partygoers watched and laughed at the sight. But it wasn’t mean-spirited like you expected, it was almost camaraderie, but you still felt a bit like a child in time out. Helped by your huffing as you rubbed at the glitter in your eyes, sick of the burning it caused you. Hating the pain in your spine from the slumped-over posture. But as Chad reached his dorm and dashed up the stairs, to the very obvious approval of his frat mates, if their whoops and smirks were any consolation, you stopped whining about it.

Just taking the bouncing of your tits and head against his back in stride. Soft and feverish cheek smushed to his shoulder blade, just focusing on the ground beneath you, tracing the tattoos you could reach on his back.  It’s almost an unconscious action if you could ever touch him and not be fully aware of it. But you couldn’t.

You had been in love with him for years, and although he was an affectionate person, his touch never ceased to give you jitters. No matter how many years passed, it had been thirteen. It never failed to make your stomach flip so quickly and suddenly you’d think you were on a rollercoaster that just dropped 3 stories in height.

“So, are you planning on skinning and eating me?” You muse, one hand propping up your cheek, elbow purposefully digging into his muscled shoulder hard. He laughed a beautiful sound that had your cold thighs squeezing together.

“If that means I get to see you naked, then yeah.”

“Chad!” You yell, going to kick out at him again before he flipped you back over to his chest, cradling you like one might a bride, your boobs pressed harshly against the side of his chest, nearly spilling out of the small cups.  

“Okay, so you caught me..” you roll your eyes hard, trying to play along, knowing he wouldn’t drop it without your playing it up. “Whatever will you do with me now, Mr. Fox?”

He snorted, hoisting your ass under one arm and fiddling with his dorm keys in the other, his own heart skipping at your gasp at the action, your soft and perfect arms thrown casually around his neck in a vice grip.  

“I understand why they took away your barking privileges when you played Nana in Peter Pan that one year. Your acting sucks.” he laughs, smiling down at your scowling self, trying desperately to take you seriously with the soft white bunny ears on your head. But it was difficult, what with them being all fluffy and big, with a hot pink center, the right one folded over slightly for optimal effect.

“Whatever. I wanna go home and shower, Chad. Been running from sweaty dudes all night.” Your eyes fall to the carpeted floor, now actually glad he was carrying you, not wanting to get your nice leather boots sticky with whatever marred the boy's dorm carpet. You could only imagine. And instead of taking the bait to tease you, flirty personality stroked, he went quiet.

“You are home,” he said, voice soft, no ounce of teasing there and your gaze shot to him. And you felt yourself swallow hard, blinking back tears you would have sworn came from the glitter.

“Is this your not-so-subtle way of asking me to stay over?” You tease, heart, pounding a mile a minute, feeling sweat trickle down your neck, sticking your hair to your shoulders as you tilted your head up at him, curious and waiting. Soft and sure, gentle. No judgment there. From the warmth in his eyes, he knew that.

“Yes. And figured I earned it since I caught you. Plus you’ve been working too hard lately. You need rest.”

The tears fall now as his words swallow you whole, making that tension building for weeks, bunched in your shoulders subside. You could only sniffle and nod, understanding the truth in his words. The reality. You had been running yourself into the ground with club applications, sorority pledges and rush, all of it too much.

“You’re right. Just this once,” you nodded slowly and sincerely, “I’m surprised too.”

Chad rolled his eyes so hard that you laughed through your tears. “Okay. Am I sharing your bed, or camping out on the floor? Or is your roomie home, the cute one?”

He scoffed, hand pressed to his bare striped chest in mock offence. “I am the cute one, not Ethan Landry.” he bit, pushing open the door and stepping inside over the frame with you still in his arms. It felt a little like you had just been married, but you dashed that thought down before it could truly take hold.

“Sure. whatever you wanna believe..” you coo, eyes narrowed in mockery.

He just shook his head, glancing up at the clock on the far wall. “He’ll be gone 'till two am. Can get out a movie, shower and get to bed before then, huh?”

Nodding, you flushed deeply as he handed you a basket he kept on his desk. Eyes widened as you took in its contents. It had your glasses container (your spare), contacts, tampons, pads, Burt’s Bees chapstick (wild cherry) and your favourite makeup wipes. You smiled wide at him.

“This is giving relationship.. like you really like your bestie.”

He shook his head quickly, cheeks heating under your teasing tone. “No.”

“Ehhh I don’t know, this is giving no commitment issues actually. it’s giving I want you in my dorm and life so much, I made a special box of your stuff for you.”

“It’s giving all that?” he mocked, glancing at the tiny basket cradled in your lap, but you just nodded firmly, lips pursed in surety.

“We’ll then maybe it’s accurate…” he whispered, breath soft.

And you felt like you had been punched, mouth agape in shock for a mere moment before you pulled it together as your head spun. “Then let me shower before this glitter makes me fully blind.” You groan, throwing in the last bit because you know he’d give his ever so clever and original ‘you’re already kinda blind’ without it.

And you hate that you loved him for it. Hate that you loved him period. Hate that you wanted him so much it ached, that it made tears spring to your eyes when you thought of it at home in your dorm.

Knowing that after your shower in his bathroom, you would steal his shirt and boxers and crawl into his twin-size bed, the laptop screen lighting up the room as he pulled you in closer by the waist, his face half in the bend of your neck and half watching the screen. Bare chest pressed against his oversized shirt he lent you. It made you so excited you might actually scream. But you knew from the many past experiences so similar to this one, that it was hard to fall asleep like that. When you were surrounded in sheets that smelled like him, generally surrounded by him, with his bare arms around you. In those moments it was hard to deny you wanted him. And you needed to because he was your best friend.  

Nothing more.

#chad meeks martin #chad Meeks Martin fic #Chad Meeks-Martin fanfiction #scream chad #scream chad meeks-martin #chad meeks-martin x fem!reader #scream 5 fic #scream 6 fic

[matoitech]

what's wrong with the wolfertinger guy? im confused lol

no its a fair question i was honestly confused too esp since i had never heard of these ppl b4 and the 'callout' i saw was INCREDIBLY vague and expected u to already know who puppychan was, ig the tldr is wolfertinger666 is a rebrand of puppychan who was a shithead that had been like, twitter popular? i asked one of my buddies cuz they knew a little bit more abt it, im just not involved in community stuff, furry or otherwise.

ig the tldr is stuff like puppychan pretended 2 b asian, being buddies w 4lung (i also didnt know who that was but ig like a breakcore artist that got outed as an incest fetishist who abused her partner) and buddies w zoos, ig there were grooming allegations too. i apologize for not having like evidence on hand for any of this i know a lot of this is like REALLY serious, im hearing abt it all secondhand for the first time and i guess its considered 'common knowledge'. if anyone else knows anything or has the actual evidence please feel free to reply w it, im going to disable rbs on the post cuz i dont want to spread false information if anything isnt backed up, but it looks like this stuff is pretty legit its just been long enough screencaps n whatever arent pulled up as easily

anyway so ig now hes on tumblr rebranded. i had rbed this cerberus post recently cuz obv i had no idea who this was and no way to recognize it lol

ill also link the very confusing and vague post that expects u to already know whats going on and who this is that i saw, its here if u want to see it as well since it has him admitting to be the same person, but i dont think its good for sharing information or rly having evidence bcuz again its rly confusing and vague (particularly if u dont know who puppychan is which it just. assumes everyone does)

hope this helped or u can look into it urself now (tws in mind since this shit is.. heavy), unfortunately i dont rly know any more than you do since i just didnt know who any of these ppl were until today

#asks #anon #incest tw #grooming tw

[fangfuckingtastic]

an introduction? don't you know who i am?!

((this is a rp account for an oc based in the price of flesh universe! i'll try to keep it silly and fun, but same content / trigger warnings apply that the game itself has. 18+ only please))

name's fang. just fang. no, you may not ask for my "real" name, or you'll get really familiar with these fangs, hehe. get it...? because- no? okay.

anyways. calm down ladies. i'm 27, not looking for anything serious. the ears and tail? average beastkin shit. if you don't know then idk sucks for you ig. don't call me a furry or you'll end up getting the fangs once again. i'm up for some fucking around with any genders, though. i'm transmasc myself and use he/it by the way lol. yes, my tongue's pierced. wanna find out what else is? your flesh when i get my hands on you.

now, if you think "hey, that hyena looks oddly familiar! i wonder if it's the guy that attempted drugging and kidnapping me on a night out!"

- no, it is not me. however, you're blocked. not because i'm afraid of catching false allegations, but because a reputation like that would be so humiliating to have. i never fail at my missions!

don't befriend me, i'm a piece of shit. or do. it's up to you, really. i already have the bestest buddies in the world; hemlock, kit, centipede, twigs, eve and eden, our silly little orange cat.

and of course my boss, fox! even if he denies it, he likes me ;) otherwise he would've taken my other eye by now. he paid for the purple glass eye i've got. yeah, in my favorite color! isn't he such a generous sweetheart? (give me a raise)

however. please do reach out if you, too, play papa's freezeria. i fucking love that game man.

((more stupid information about fang can be found on my main @anatheyma, just look through the "#fang" tag!))

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poly!crows, flufftober day 8: rainy day (ao3)

When October comes to Ketterdam, she announces her presence with smoky grey skies and buckets upon buckets of rain. It’s quite an abrupt announcement too; one minute, Nina gets up and leaves her laptop to go make a cup of tea. Two minutes later, she returns with tea, a generous handful of biscuits and sleets of rain pelting the window. She doesn’t take her eyes off it as she sits back down. First comes disbelief, then comes Kaz’s voice in her head reminding her that she’s in Kerch now and the weather is about as reliable as anything else.

She remembers her partners are all out, and she sighs. Then she cheks the weather app and finds the rain is due to carry on all evening, and she sighs again, harder this time.

After firing a quick message to the group chat, she tries to return to her work emails, though they hold her attention even less than they did before. Her phone lights up, then fades, then lights again, coming alive as the Crows give their various reactions.

wolf boy (but not in a furry way): oh wow! thank djel I have the car :p 

wolf boy (but not in a furry way): who changed my nickname again?

Llewellyn: couldn’t have been me!

Llewellyn: who still uses emoticons?

Matthias Helvar changed his nickname to Only Sane Man

wylan van fuck: matthias is never beating the furry allegations

wylan van fuck: but I do second the oh wow!

wylan van fuck: @ matthias since i’m ur favourite ur still picking me up from work right???

Only Sane Man: we don’t have favourites, wy. but yes I will still pick you up.

wylan van fuck: yay!

Llewellyn: gay

Only Sane Man: driving cars is gay now?

Wraith: so does that make jes straight?

Llewellyn: I’M BEING HATE CRIMED?

Llewellyn: BY MY PARTNER?

Llewellyn: IN THE QUEER POLY GROUP CHAT?

Llewellyn: WITH OUR OTHER PARTNERS?

wylan van fuck: how in the fuck did we get here?

Only Sane Man: put two kurge in the swear jar when we get home.

nina beana: well given the weather, mayhaps we use the swear jar money for pizza tonight???          to warm us up????

nina beana: wylan’s treat, apparently.

wylan van fuck: shit yea the weather

Only Sane Man: four kruge. 

Llewellyn: I love pizza!

Llewellyn: especially when its paid by wylan’s swearing

Llewellyn: @ wylan, say more cuss words so we have more pizza money

wylan van fuck: *send a voice message* 2:30

Wraith: this would go so hard at an open mic night. 

Nina snorts into her tea as she replays Wylan’s message. In her mind’s eye, she can see the others’ reactions, Jesper dancing to it, Inej laughing, Matthias’ silent mortification and prayers to Djel. She presses herself into the couch and carries on with her emails, the rain drumming steadily and relentlessly against the windows. 

Twenty minutes later, her phone buzzes again, and this time she finds a picture of a completely drenched Kaz, looking at the camera and managing to be both supremely pissed off and completely unaffected. 

kazzlus dazzlus: *sent a picture*

kazzlus dazzlus: its raining. 

She spits her tea out at that.

Inej is the first one home, her workplace less than twenty minutes on the bus. Nina opens the door to find her sopping wet on the porch, white coat turned brown and her neatly-styled hair now frizzy and tatted and curling at the bottom. She practically yanks the girl in through the door. 

“You okay, love?” Inej’s hands are like ice beneath hers, as is her cheek when she pulls her into an embrace. 

“Other than the typhoon outside, I’m good,” she replies, gently returning Nina’s squeeze. She lets out a gasp then, immediately dropping her bag and pulling her sodden coat off her. As Nina shuts the door, Inej pulls the tie from her hair and shakes it out. “Remind me again why I don’t work from home?”

“Because-and I quote- you’d never get anything done with the rest of us running around.”

“Ah, that,” she says with a roll of her eyes. She plants a kiss on Nina’s cheek before darting to the stairs, her movements as nimble as if back on the high wire. “I’m hitting the shower. When are we doing pizza?”

“Not until the rest of them get home,” she replies. Inej nods and carries on two-at-a-time up the stairs. Nina lets her eyes linger on her small frame before turning back towards the living room, a wry grin curling at the corners of her lips.

“Save me a cookie?” Inej’s voice calls from upstairs. Nina chuckles warmly, blows a kiss towards the stairs, and the jar is moved from the cupboard to the coffee table.

Really, Inej didn’t have to ask.

The rest trickle in steadily over the next few hours. Jesper alerts them with a knock at the window, their eyes so wide they take up half their face. They all but barrel into Nina when she opens the door, other hand reaching out to grab the expectant Inej. At first they’re delighted, basking in their partners ever-persistent affection. And then the seconds turn into minutes, and realisation dawns on the pair of them with incredibly precision.

“You’re using our body heat aren’t you?” Inej asks.

“Yep!” The two rolls their eyes, exasperated and slightly shivering against Jesper’s cold hands, and it takes both of them to shove him off.

“Hot shower, “ Inej tells them with a poke to the chest. “And then maybe Nina will share her cookie stash.”

“Uh, they have to earn the cookie stash!”

Jesper comes down ten minutes later, clean, warm, grinning like a madman, and wraps Nina in a tight embrace that sweeps her off the ground. Apparently, it was enough for a cookie. 

It’s around half an hour later when the blue blur of Matthias’ car appears at the window, obcusred by the heavy fog covering the glass. Minutes later, a flash of red hair that can only be Wylan emerges and sprints to the door, followed by Matthias rushing up the path. Jesper is at the door and opening it before Wylan can even get his key in the lock, wrapping the two of them in a tight hug that lasts until Nina appears at his shoulder and reminds him gently that cold air travels through open doors. 

The smiles don’t fade though. Matthias pecks her cheek before half-jogging up the stairs, making a show of trying to beat Wylan to the shower but moving suspiciously slowly for a guy who runs marathons for fun. The three of them, Nina, Inej and Jesper, can hear Wylan’s laughter reverberate through the bathroom door, answered by a groan that sounds anything but frustrated. Nina grins, initially to herself, but like a flame it jumps to Inej and then to Jesper and they’re chuckling, softly, under their breaths.

Then Matthias is on the stairs, shaking his wet hair over them. Inej delicately steps aside and pulls Jesper into her spot, letting him take the full force of Matthias’s storm. Their reaction is suitably dramatic.

When Kaz finally turns his key in the lock, his coat is so soaked it’s basically a second skin and his dark hair clings to his face like seaweed against a rock. The edges of his coat drip, drip, drip along the floor as he makes his way down the hall, alerting them to his presence with the rap of his cane against the door and a raised eyebrow. The four of them (Matthias now in the shower) have crammed into their small kitchen; Inej and Wylan are sitting on the counter leaning over Nina’s shoulders, while Jesper is atop the table with his feet pushing one of their mismatched chairs outwards. The rumble of the dryer can be felt through the brick and the counter sways like the little boats that dock on the harbour in the summer. 

“Brekker, settle a fight,” Nina asks. “We’re ordering pizza. We’re getting a veggie for Inej and Matthias and a plain one for Wy. Do we get a Hawaiian as a third?”

“If you do, that delivery guy will have to step over my corpse to get into this house,” he replies, gasping slightly as he pulls of his wet coat. He hangs it on the back of the door, the black tweet slipping in amongst the other coats of their house.

“Chicken and sweetcorn it is then,” Nina announces. Kaz runs a gloved hand through his hair before stopping beside Jesper, his arms folded over his chest. “Still bad out there?”

“No, Zenik, I just fancied a dip in the canal.” Inej throws Kaz a tea towel and he catches it expertly with one hand. “What sides are we getting?”

“Cheesy bread,” Nina replies. “And wedges. Anything else?”

“Springing for two sides?”

“The swear jar money covered it,” she replies. “Didn’t you listen to Wylan’s voice note?”

“No, on account of the fact I never open that chat unless I get to say something.” His voice is mumbled, half-hidden by the yellow towel over his face. It’s a lie, of course. Kaz Brekker can deny anything to anyone (and he has, many times) but screenshots don’t lie. And Nina’s phone is almost backed up with the amount that show ‘seen by Kaz’ beneath several of their messages. Not to mention the times she’s caught him half-smiling at his phone just seconds after someone put something in it, and all the things he’d only know if he checked it regularly. His ‘Dirtyhands knows all’ act can only go so far. 

Still, she doesn’t say anything, and all of them let Kaz’s rickety wall stay where it is for now. In any case, his gloved hand is resting over Jesper’s on his shoulder as the five of them talked in hushed, soft tones about their work days and the storm and what movie to watch tonight.

“May I make a suggestion?” Jesper asks innocently.

“We’re not watching the Bee Movie again,” comes Inej’s reply, her voice soft and her eyes hard and unflinching when Jesper pouts.

“But it’s the greatest movie ever made!” he protests. “It’s a masterpiece. It’s a witty deconstruction of the capitalist system. It challenges us to think about the importance of those in society we brush off. It tackles our preconceived notions of relationships-”

“By that he means, she fucks the bee,” Wylan replies.

“She loved the bee! She and the bee had a consensual adult relationship!”

“Is Jesper debating the merits of the Bee Movie again?” Matthias appears in the doorway, hair tousled, clad in sweatpants and one of his old hoodies. The dark blue brings out his eyes. “Because I am not willing to sit through it for a third time.”

“Insert joke about furries here,” Kaz mutters as Matthias ducks through the doorway. Matthias rolls his eyes, a retort ready on his lips. But then he looks around the room, surveys each of his partners in turn, and Nina can practically see the wheels turning behind his eyes. 

“Jesper is that my hoodie?” he turns to Inej, Wylan and Nina, all three of whom stand silently, repressing giggles and burrowing into the impossibly soft fabric enveloping them. “Are these all my hoodies?”

“In our defense,” Jesper begins. Then, he pulls his hands into the sleeves and lets the end flop around, a grin crackling across his face. “They’re comfy.”

“Very comfy,” adds Inej.

“Collosally comfy,” Nina continues.

“Well, shit, I was just going to say ‘really very comfy’,” Wylan adds. A chorus of “swear jar” comes to his reply, and to that he just scrunches up his face and laughs. Even Matthias’ indignance at the hoodie theft seems forgotten as he drags a hand over his face, eyes landing on semi-worridely Kaz.

“Go get out of those wet clothes, Brekker,” he says. “And help yourself to any of my jumpers sicne they’re all free anyway.”

“You’re good, Helvar,” Kaz says before leaving. His gait is slightly stiff with the rain, and Nina doesn’t have to say anything before Jesper flips on the kettle. They’re all too aware of how the cold can affect Kaz’s leg. Wylan will have a hot water bottle down in approximately sixty seconds.

“Matti,” Jesper says as he leans against the table. “Really, you should take the sweater theft as a compliment to your skills. You make them so soft.”

“There’s this magical thing,” he replies. “It’s called fabric softener. You should use it sometime.”

“There’s also the fact that you’re the biggest one here. Ergo, your jumpers fit all of us,” Wylan says. He holds up his arms, completely lost in the cavernous sleeves. “I mean, I offer my collection of jumpers with sheep on them all the time, but they never fit anyone so no-one takes them.”

“Sure,” comes Kaz’s voice from the stairs, slow and stretched out. “That’s the reason.”

Wylan’s reaction comes in three parts. First, he blinks like a deer in headlights, trying to search for Kaz’s meaning. Then realisation dawns on him, slowly, and they all watch as his mouth falls open in the kind of offence usually reserved for when family members are insulted. And for the third part, he looks down in abject horror, and the rest of them alternate by assuring them his sheep jumpers are lovely and also trying not to wet themselves from laughing so hard.

Saints, Nina has never felt so lucky.

In a crushing five-to-one defeat, they don’t watch the Bee Movie. Jesper makes a show of how disappointed he is, insisting that none of them have the same intellectual taste in film that he does. Instead, they go for Labryinth, followed by The Princess Bride and maybe Sharkboy and Lavagirl if there’s time. And for all Jesper’s whining, he is the first to start dramatically quoting each film as they set up. As Nina pulls the warmed blankets from the dryer, she can hear Matthias reluctantly playing the Buttercup to Jesper’s Westley and Kaz chiming in with a quote here and there to keep the scenes moving. She rolls her eyes and sighs “boys”, but the smile on her face is unshakeable.

The smile blossoms when Inej rises her her tiptoes and kisses the back of her head. 

Arm in arm, they return to the living room with arms full of blankets just as Jesper is answering the door. As they enter, they’re greeted witha cry of “piggy back time” and the visual of Wylan rocket-launching himself onto Matthias’ back. Their partner gasps, stumbles and just barely rights himself before he bellows out a laugh and adjusts Wylan’s hold on him. Kaz sits on the couch, Wylan’s hot water bottle tucked against his bad leg and funnily enough, Matthias’s sweater over his pyjamas. Between gloved hands, Nina spies the familiar gleam of Kaz’s phone, and underneath Wylan’s giggling she hears the unmistakeable click of the camera. He pulls it back as soon as Jesper returns, face obscured by the mountain of food boxes he carries. 

“Gentle reminder that the paper plates on the coffee table are to be used,” Kaz announces. “Because I am not cleaning tomato sauce out off the cushions again”. That comes with a pointed look at Nina, and she just shrugs before dumping the blankets in the middle of the room and announcing that its a free-for-all. Her preferred one, a white fluffy number Kaz got her last year, is already securely wrapped around her shoulders, and so she’s happy and comfy and seated for the night. Ergo, her partners may fight to the death if they please.

Secure in her blanket cocoon, she plops down on the sofa. Matthias descends on the pile, Wylan on his back, who announces their presence by sticking his fists in the air and yelling “blankets!” like his life depends on it. Laughter buzzes in the air as they all watch Matthias lowerself down, Inej punctuating it with a growing ‘ooooooooh’ and a ‘heck yea’ when he makes it without dropping him. Wylan grabs one for himself and one for Matthias as well, pressing the fabric into his free hand before returning his hands to Matthias shoulders and declaring “Onwards my noble Fjerdan!”.

“Here,” Matthias sighs. “Go be Jesper’s problem. I’ve had enough of you.” His words are annoyed but his tone is anything but, and Wylan lands in a giggly heap on Jesper’s lap. 

And that’s it. Jesper straightens up against the couch, content for a moment, but then Kaz taps his shoulder and he scoots into the spot between Kaz’s legs. Wylan’s is curled on his side, his head in Jesper’s lap with Matthias next to him, rubbing circles into his back. With a slice of pizza in one hand, Nina runs her hand through Matthias’ hair, enjoying watching how his cheeks grow when he smiles. She presses her finger to one of his dimples and scratches against his cheek, and something warm bubbles in her chest. 

Somehow, Inej managed to sneak in and situate herself on the couch without anything noticing. Her hand is intertwined with Kaz’s, and he dips his head and whispers something to make her laugh. When Nina looks, she sees Kaz’s free hand petting Jesper’s hair. 

And it’s this. It’s just the six of them, and messy combinations of limbs and pizza and soft words and bad jokes. It carries them through, just like it always has. 

The rain keeps pelting the window, unending, determined to be let in. But inside its them, and the movies on the TV, and the soft, fuzzy peace that glows openly between them all. And for Nina, and for all of them, it’s enough. It will always be enough. 

#six of crows #six of crows ff #poly!crows #nina zenik #jesper fahey #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #wylan van eck #matthias helvar #helnik #kanej #wesper #wylan x matthias #kazper

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HtP Theory: A School on Who's the Ghoul 1 of 2

Spoilers for Hunter the Parenting

This is part 3 of a series of theories regarding D’s identity, and what it means for the story. Part 1 here, part 2 here

So the ghoul, the current major crisis which we eagerly await the next episode to learn more. Let me address a few other theories before I get to my big one.

Spit: Despite what just happened, Spit is not the ghoul. He ain’t human though. Spit is probably a werewolf undergoing his first change. He’s currently agitated and nervous, there’s a big full moon outside (even though I don’t think WoD werewolves necessarily change with the moon, they ARE associated), and oh, Fatigue just got gibbed. Some points here. Fatigue was an expert in Lycanthropy, others have called out that maybe he recognized what Spit was going through and wanted to help him. Spit is in a really stressful situation, the ghoul scare probably has him worried since he knows he isn’t acting normal, also we saw him take a rather severe beatdown to start the night, that could be cause for a defensive change. Spit mentions having two voices in his head, it’s not uncommon for Garou to feel like they are two beings, the human and the wolf, maybe spit was hearing his wolf wanting to break out. Relatedly, Garou children tend to be violent and a little anit-social (they do have a wild animal spirit in them), maybe this lead Spit to becoming a Br*tish hooligan? And lastly here, I think the massive blood splatter being on the stuffed wolf in the lounge was a big hint to us what just happened. Spit’s no ghoul, but maybe he could fight one.

Harry: He is so nice and innocent, he has some extra access by virtue of being a strong boi. Maybe his “I only use my muscles for lifting” mantra is because he is worried about being found out if he lets too much ghoul strength show. I think this is disproven a bit by him working out with Markus when I believe Occam gets attacked, though this might fit another theory down below.

Elise: She stole access keys, she’s goth and that’s pretty vampire like. Honestly I don’t think it’s Elise BY HERSELF, again, below.

Grimal: This one I begrudgingly acknowledge has some merit. She bites people all the time, so she might have gotten ghouled on accident by biting a vamp and tasting yummy vitae. She broke Spit’s tailbone with a single yaoi paddle swing (also funny, TAILbone on the guy becoming a furry). She’s also acting strange and panicky. Her arcanum interest is in a type of vampire (even though the Kuei Jin are VASTLY different vamps). Also she and Kitten bonded over mutual experience with the supernatural, and since Kitten’s (alleged, see my Kitten theory) first encounter with the supernatural was against a vampire, it’s possible Grimal has some hand’s on experience with blood suckers. All good thoughts, however counterpoint: I like Grimal and don’t want her to get executed, or turned into a minion of Big D, so I REALLY don’t want this to be true. Please Ogreat Poopybum, don’t turn her into the evil.

Multiple ghouls: Curveball idea, what if there ain’t only one ghoul? Maybe it’s ALL THREE of the Markus friend group, and they were working together to try and get out of the situation. Harry ran distraction against Markus, Elise stole access keys and maybe used the also-stolen cigs as a bribe for the cleaners to be “anywhere but here”, and Grimal caused a very public scene where she broke down at the end, so she could have a reasonable excuse to be snooping on her own. I am worried about this being a possibility also, as I like all three of these characters and I’d prefer them to stick around. The events described could also have happened without them being ghouls, and their just up to something else entirely.

Doctor lady: Not enough screentime to get a good gauge on what she’s up to. It is suspicious she had a bunch of scalpels (unless, was that a Jojo reference?), but also she was coked out of her mind most of the time. I did see somewhere that being on the cocaine might be a smokescreen against potential ghoul withdrawal symptoms. Having a doctor on retainer would be a good idea for a shady organization. Also she does have higher level access than other ghoul potentials.

EXCEPT FOR

Occam. I think Occam is the ghoul. Once more the posts must be split, Occam ghoul theory continued in the second half

#fan theory #h:tp #htp #hunter the parenting #hunter: the parenting #htp occam #htp grimal #htp harry #htp elise #htp spit

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"Side Two" Theory: The Web and "Protocol"

These are my admittedly rudimentary thoughts on what to expect of The Magnus Protocol. I'll note for starters that I have only just joined the online fandom so I have NO idea what kind of speculation has already happened and someone may have already said this somewhere. Not intentionally copying anyone though.

So it seems like the primary speculation starts with how the world of TMP is connected to the world of TMA...

One thing my friend Roxy @the-sound-and-the-furry had brought up with me on call following us listening to the TMA finale was the distinction between the titles of the two series', and how telling it could be. We know the Eye to be an entity not inclined towards any sort of direct action or interference - the dissonance between this and Jon's behaviors during the series being one of the main tells that he's not strictly in association with the Eye - and the title of Archives lends itself to this as well. What has happened has already happened, and you're a mere observer of it.

The title of Protocol, on the other hand, is a very proactive title, as Roxy pointed out. 'Protocol' is based around a simple question:

"What do we do if X happens?"

Within a week of this conversation, Roxy shared the following with me.

So I think this is a really sexy theory, and positing the idea of "is this the universe we came from, the next universe, or perhaps the PREVIOUS one" I think is key to answering the questions we all have about TMP.

But later on, in a similar conversation, something entirely different occurred to me.

In this instance, we were discussing the specifics of the TMA finale. Specifically, the Web's (alleged) plan and what about it did or didn't make sense. Here were my messages:

(I am very aware the Spider chose the Eye specifically for its foolish nature this is just talking about hypothetically while it was initially forming its plan).

Roxy's notions about this:

It was in the process of replying to this idea that I was struck by the larger theory.

"The Magnus Protocol".

"What do we do if there's another Magnus?"

We know the Institute at least exists in the world of TMP, so ostensibly Magnus would've been planning the same things here.

And speaking of...

I think that with the tone of Gwendolyn Bouchard in the trailer, we sort of naturally pegged her as a sinister counterpart to Elias as we knew him in the series. But it makes far more sense that she'd be a pissed-off relative to me.

(The Smirke Line doc is a separate theory doc I had created earlier in my listening to the series. Perhaps someday I'll get into it or discuss the specifics of the Web's overarching nature in other Powers' business. This is not that post, however. For the time being I think it's self-explanatory enough.)

There's also the fact that in this universe, modern technology is used to make the recordings, which given the Web's history with technology, and the incompatibility of the stories with it which created the necessity for the tapes, would suggest to me an entirely different type of plan for this universe.

I finally got the chance to go over the ARG results with some friends, and I won't say anything there particularly jumped out at me in terms of supporting or disproving this idea. But no loss is a win where I'm concerned, at least in the short term. I'm fully ready for this to be thrown out in episode one.

There was one other thought which did occur to me, though I'm not entirely sure I have the evidence necessary to support it, and it pretty much makes for just messy speculation right now. I'd be remiss if there's even a chance it's true and I didn't put it out there, though.

Throwing everything I just said about which universe we're in out the window, let's assume we ARE in the universe which follows the initial one from TMA - the one the entities were sent to.

Given that there are aspects to the Web's theoretical plan that seem confusing on paper, as well as one particular web-based episode I think didn't actually get explored further later in the show and its clues were never explained (hint: it's in season four), can we be so certain we know the ORIGINAL finale plan in its entirety?

This merits further investigation. But I do wonder if it's in any way possible that, should my idea about the Web's possible 'alternate route' be accurate, the original series was in some way meant to carry out this plan all along. That gets a bit red-string, I know. But for the moment, I'm not sure it's necessarily proven wrong. Feel free to comment or ask me about it if there are things that you think do, though. I'm very interested in unpacking this further and that's hard to do in a bubble.

Probably several other spider-based posts to come in the near future. I promise to occasionally talk about other things as well, maybe. There's several things I still haven't unpacked here that square interestingly with these ideas but I think it's too much for one post, and I don't want to go any further off the rails than I already have.

This post is already too much. If you did read it then cheers. Please come talk to me about stuff I've been waiting nearly a YEAR to talk to this fandom.

#the magnus archives #tma #the magnus protocol #side two theory #i'll see you guys on thursday when this all gets hardcore debunked in the first episode #statement of res regarding #magpod #tmagp

[kane-the-fed-pinkerton-tulpa]

not cancelling or calling for a boycott but in light of evidence actually materializing about tsr's author im not sure im going to continue to run this blog

the things presented and allegations don't fall into 'truly awful/shut the whole thing down right this instant' imo but more and more "serial asshole (from just ass)/weird things about non-gay mlm" territory.

im not posting sources or planning on discussing these things (as again they're not EXTREME), only on what i do next regarding this blog. if you're concerned/interested in what's being said, go to twitter and look up the author's username. there are a handful of threads compiling this stuff.

this isn't a call to action or indictment (see the words allegations and evidence presented) and the author or echo project hasn't responded. there's more context to just screenshots, but even then there's a sufficient amount 'mmhh this is odd' stuff even if it's all explained 'with' a full contextual analysis IMO

im choosing to step back and see where things go/if anything changes or is at least said/acknowledged.

The situation is complicated too because a lot of things posted were either outright fabricated and up to taste/hyperbole, or completely out of the scope (IMO) of whether or not something is "problematic" . there's also shades of grey to the things that have happened that i witnessed personally (so its something im willing to discuss)

ie fat murdoch edit: the image was, very much so, imo a piece of fat fetish art. (this isnt an assignment of moral good/bad. its a statement of subjective fact). an admin of a server (tsrs author) asked OP to move it to a thread dedicated to fat fetish material. IMO, he was kinda rude about it, but the words "kinda rude" are key. OP reacted negatively, but IMO with hyperbole, so the situation got heated.

So while this isn't something truly terrible, to me, and the other allegations and evidence are more serious (but not EXTREME), there's been enough of instances of "hey this is kinda odd/rude" for things to remain comfortable for me.

ill be blunt and ill say that ever since i saw interactions with the author, he's looked like kinda of an asshole. i think he has some interesting things to say and some unique viewpoints on some events/things that have happened and shares those in an interesting way (outside of being an author for this vn i really enjoy) so i just dealt with him being an asshole by rolling my eyes or talking in closed/private instances and going "oh my gawd he's an ass lawl" and moving on with me life. most of the time he's pedantic and kinda whiney in online discourse BUT i say this in his defense because I feel like some of the allegations/evidence are chalked up to how he reacts negatively and not outright demonstrable actions/beliefs

maybe that's a copt out? maybe these patterns mean something or more? i dont know. though, with things shown to me, and things prior, I don't think we have a case of "cancel this man's entire career, body of work, and banish him from the internet and entire furry community immediately and forever!"

i think not wanting to associate with him or his work is understandable. i think stopping and looking and thinking, and waiting for a response is reasonable. I don't think harassment campaigns or like genuine bullying is reasonable (at the point we're at. if it comes out tomorrow he's, idk, fucking killed someone maybe we can do that)

There's some other things i find distasteful about the situation too, but this post is long enough. i'm hoping we can act like adults about where we find ourselves as a fan community though. Including as Echo Project fans, TSR fans, FVN fans, and even as members of the wider Furry Community

[yeongwonie]

CAT & DOG ♡ 12

SYNOPSIS! a year after his notorious 10 months ending fairy, jake is confident that the occasional jokes and furry allegations have subsided. he’s wrong, unfortunately, and no amount of teasing from his members could’ve prepared him for his ult—you—seeing the video.

note! u can all pry the misunderstanding trope out of my cold dead hands. IM SO SORRY THO....

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taglist (open)! @chiyuv @igotkpoops @jangwonie @enhacolor @dokiyeom @yeppeudau @kaeslily @viagumi @beans-and-jeanes @fairybangtan @starzvrse @winteringdream @theandrogynisticcat @kazuhugs @en-boyz @youta @soobins-gf @wonamore @ahnneyong @yuriiwons @bluesoobinnie @junnniiieee07 @renaishun @i4cho @yoonssungs @caty-catts @onedreampalette @lalalalawon @precioussoulofmine @notdrunkbutdazed @heesflor @msxflower @simjakeissohot @harperwasstaken1 @carayat @bolliwon @shyugahh @rendezrei @wonniesimp @yanniediaries @bubblytaetae @theskzvibe @sung5oon @luviehyck @soobsdior @mintydayeon @shinsou-rii @i-yeseo @ily-cuz-i @exatse

#sim jaeyun x reader #enhypen x reader #jake sim x reader #enhypen smau #sim jaeyun smau #jake sim smau #jake x reader #jake smau #enhypen socmed au #sim jaeyun socmed au #jake sim socmed au #jake socmed au #enhypen imagine #jake sim imagine #sim jaeyun imagine #jake imagine #enhypen fluff #sim jaeyun fluff #jake sim fluff #jake fluff #enhypen fake texts #sim jaeyun fake texts #enhypen jake #sim jaeyun

[poppyandzena]

I stumbled upon this blog while looking at Lily Orchard drama. I thought Poppy and Zena were supposed to be the good guys in this tangled web, but seeing your and others' stuff says otherwise. I'm not familiar with their history of bad behavior and you don't need to get into that right now. But please tell me, what did they do most recently that has everyone up in arms? Something about a recent stream? I thought they were friends with Courtney Orchard, but did they do something bad to eff that up? I'm curious as to what happened between them that broke their friendship up. I hope Courtney is okay.

It's okay, anon. Courtney is more equipped to lay out the timeline. Courtney and PZ actually interacted months(?) prior to the first exposé stream when Courtney was introduced to them by a well-meaning person. Prior to the stream, Poppy and Courtney engaged in a lopsided non-committal sexual exchange. Poppy does this often, being overly flirtatious and sexual to others regardless of their comfort (look into Britt's story as well).

Either prior or after the first stream, where Courtney detailed their intense sexual, incestual abuse at the hands of their sister Lily Orchard, Poppy sent Courtney sibling incest furry porn to them and tried to justify it. Courtney half-heartedly placated Poppy since Poppy has power in sharing Courtney's experience, and because it's really fucking awkward to cope with being pressured to engage in incest porn. Poppy has since used Courtney's lack of an emphatic "no" to accuse Courtney, an incest survivor, of ALSO being into incest to take the heat off Poppy.

Courtney and PZ have their own separate servers, but PZ were steadily encroaching on Courtney's authority of her space. Poppy insisted on a Discord bot that gives age roles, which in itself isn't a terrible idea. But Poppy wanted the meaning of the roles to be--

Under 18 - do not flirt with

18-25(?) - flirt with caution

25+(?) - flirt away

Courtney's server isn't for dating or sexual content. They didn't WANT to encourage that behavior, but Poppy was pushy and when Courtney deleted the bot, told Courtney they were "threatening the security of their server." Poppy also would post nsfw or borderline nsfw content in Courtney's server in sfw channels which I have seen.

So a storm's brewing and Courtney is losing their patience. Courtney finds out that in the midst of this falling out, Poppy made and distributed a "timeline" of her interactions with Courtney and other LO critics to her 20+ mods. This timeline included mentions of engaging sexually with Courtney (+Britt) and receiving Courtney's nudes.

To this day I have no idea what Poppy was thinking to reveal such sensitive information other than the fact that she has no respect for others, sexually or otherwise. Courtney, of course, is pissed and tells Poppy off, demanding the nudes to be deleted.

Poppy has created a censored screenshot of this conversation to hide her own ass and make Courtney looked like she deadnamed Poppy when she actually used a personal name Poppy chose and continues to go by. In the screencap Courtney said she has Poppy's doxx info because she was threatening to come and beat Poppy's ass for sexually exploiting her. And, like, yeah it's not the best response optically, but Courtney has never ended up doxxing anyone and Courtney doesn't hide the fact that they said this.

Courtney only made this go public when Poppy and Zena announced a stream that would cover this shit storm. They have done this before to their ex Milena when she came out with her allegations of emotional abuse against Zena.

And then shortly after Poppy's F-List was discovered where she states she roleplays characters as young as 14 in sexual situations and has a sibling and parent-on-child incest kink. Coupled with the fact that Poppy pushed sibling incest porn onto Courtney when she knows Courtney has incest trauma, it's very evident Poppy attempted to groom Courtney into sharing this kink. Courtney has essentially been re-traumatized because a 42 year old woman can't keep it in her fucking pants.

#poppy #poppy and zena #zena and poppy

[randomevie]

info dump

familiars

familiars are beings that assist those who practice magick. the idea of familiars has been around for a long, long time, though they are mostly associated with 16th-17th europe, but they have roots all the way back to the paleolithic and neolithic concepts. this is found in cave art depicting scenes that are thought to represent magical themes. many of these ancient animals became popular animals for familiar spirits, which indicates that it may be ancient traditions and practices surviving through generations. it’s also seen that many familiar spirits are associated with animals of pagan deities.

most of the modern-world ideas of witchcraft stem from europe after this rise of christianity, and familiar spirits are no different. in 1233 pope gregory ix issued a decree declaring that cats are associated with witchcraft, which caused a mass killing of cats in europe. this purge of the furry creatures led to a rise in europe’s population of rats, which eventually helped to spread the black plague (1347) around europe. cats are often thought to be a similar energy as women, which is why they became such a prominent depiction of familiar spirits. in 1318 pope john xxii sent nine alleged witches to be be prosecuted for a multiple magical practices. in 1563 queen elizabeth issued a witchcraft statute that created a penalty for anyone who is found guilty of conjuring “evil and wicked spirits”.

in the witchcraft trials in europe, “familiar” was often interchanged with words like “imp”, “demon”, or “devil”. it was believed that these spirits sought after witches and attached themselves to them. the witch was then thought to have no choice but to keep the spirit. it was also thought that familiars had names and that the witches did not choose them.

the lore surrounding familiars indicates that witches receive a familiar spirit once they are initiated into the witches’ sect.

one common thing in literature involving familiars is them taking transporting their witch to the sabbat.

a familiar can choose you, or you can choose a familiar. when going about choosing a familiar, many witches use natural affinity. they wait until they find an animal they are drawn to, using their intuition to choose. some, on the other hand, do a journey quest through the astral plane for their familiar.

familiars being sentient beings, they may display inappropriate or unacceptable behavior (by human standards) on some occasions. as time passes in a relationship between a familiar and a witch, it’s likely that the familiar will grow independent and be less compliant. one way to fix this issue is by using seals.

the genesis seal creates a link for a familiar with the material realm. the snake represents the cycle of rebirth. the spirals represent the power of transformation. the number three represents the forces that bring manifestation: time, place, and energy.

the seal of calling is used to evoke/invoke/summon your familiar spirit. the cloud represents manifestation of spiritual forces. the spirals represent the portals to the otherworld. the hand represents the opening of a magical portal.

the seal of departing will send your familiar back to the otherworld. the cave pictured represents the gates to the underworld. the three spirals symbolize transformation. three is the number of manifestations. the fourth stars represent north, east, south, and west respectively.

the seal of protection is to call upon the protective power of your familiar.

philosophy

philosophy is often considered the science of estimating values. it is used to arrange things into order of priority. the mission of philosophy (a priori) is to establish a connection or relation between the visible world to the invisible world, as well as to find the ultimate cause or nature of events or things.

many philosophers have defined philosophy as many different things, so below are some of the most famous definitions of philosophy.

”the science of things divine and human, and of the causes in which they are contained” -cicero

cicero states that philosophy is to study humanity and it’s connection to the divine sources, as well as to establish a reasoning to our containment in corporal forms.

”the science of effect by their causes” -hobbes

this one is pretty self explanatory. hobbes is defining philosophical as cause and effect and the study of them.

”the science of things evidently deduced from the first principles” -descartes

descartes is defining philosophy as the study of things that originate from the divine, often being the first things to thought to have been conceived. many of these first principles revolve around the elements.

”the science of truths, sensible and abstract” - de condillac

here, we have it defined as the study of truth. this truth can be logical or reasonable, like how nature works or it’s components, or even how the soul was created. anything that could be deduced to be a truth.

philosophy is often categorized under six generalized headings which may be broken down further.

the first topic falling under philosophy is metaphysics. this is what is often associated with the study, as it is dealing with abstract, unknown topics, and things outside of the reach of human knowledge.

next is logic. logic is what helps to keep philosophy balanced in its ideas and keeps insane ideas that make no sense being thrown out. these laws that govern our rational thinking are often referred to as the “doctrine of fallacies”.

ethics is the science of morality, individual responsibility, and character. this is where philosophy begins to sink into good vs evil, what is morally incorrect, etc. ethics is concerned primarily with the nature of being good.

psychology is the study of mental phenomena.

epistemology is the science of the nature of knowledge and the question is whether it exists in an “absolute form”.

asthetics is the science of the nature of and the reactions that are “awakened” by beauty.

the ideal function of philosophy is to serve as the stabilizing influence in human thought.

there are many schools of philosophy, although few are known to the common public. the ionic school was founded by thales who believed the primal element to be water and the earth to float upon it. he died in 546 b.c., passing the school onto his student, anaximander. he believed infinity made up all things. his successor, anaximenes, asserted air to be the first element of the universe, thinking even the god(s) were made of it. archelaus, another member of the ionic school, thought all things to be twofold. mind and air, resulting in fire and water. heraclitus, who is sometimes grouped with the ionic school, believed the primal element of the world to be fire, and that the world would eventually be consumed back into flame.

pythagoras of samos founded the pythagorean school. he thought math to be sacred. anyone who came to learn from pythagoras was to learn arthimetic, music, astronomy, and geometry. he was among the first to establish a community where everyone was of equal use. archytas, a member of the pythagorean school, is credited with the invention of the screw and the crane. he declared pleasure as a disease, and believed that a man who does no deceive is “as rare as a fish without bones”.

the eleatic sect was founded by xenophanes. he believed all things to be eternal, and thought the world to have no beginning and no end. to him, everything could be corrupted. leucippus said the universe to be one part full, and one part vacuum. democritus agreed with this atomic theory, but expanded upon it with his own thought. he said the principle of all things was atoms and vacuum. he believed the soul was an atomic structure and could die with our bodies. he thought the mind to be made of spiritual atoms.

cryptids

a cryptid is defined as an animal that has been claimed to exist, but we have no proof of.

the australian big cat (briagolong tiger, jamberoo tiger, kingstown killer, nightgrowler, tanjil terror, etc.) they are said to be nocturnal animals, even becoming louder with their growls/shrieks during the night. they are reported to be i afraid of both humans and cars, although they mainly prey on sheep by beheading them. there are many possible sightings of this cat, although physical descriptions vary. sightings began in 1909 when a large, black cat was sighted in the hills around jamberoo, new south wales. in the mid-1930s to the mid-1950s, a big cat that could allegedly eat an adult sheep in one sitting was investigated near briagolong, victoria. in emmaville, new south wales, there was a large, black cat reported multiple times. in 1956-1957, 340 sheep were killed on a single ranch. the case was declared solved on at least two occasions, but the tales continued on. in the late-1960s, early-1970s, and mid-1990s there were resurgences of sightings of the panther-like creature. in cordering, western australia, there was a report of a large cat that could kill sheep with “surgical precision”. many of them had their skin peeled back and the meat taken of their bones. kangaroos were also found with fatal puncture wounds.

bar-manu is a creature of central asia. it is described as very muscular, and covered with dark hair. it has short, guttural cries, but does not speak. it’s behavior describes it as an omnivore. their tracks are human like with the feet facing inward. in in the hindu kush range in 1977, purdum khan watched one of these creatures. he described it to eat leaves and ant-larvae.

basilisk is a creature of europe and north africa. it is described as anywhere 12 inches to 20 feet in length with a bright white spot upon its head. it later came to be described as a bird sporting a rooster’s comb and a snake’s tail. it’s described as moving with its middle portion up. the basilisk is said to be born from a cock’s egg that is hatched by a toad or snake. in roman temples, its skin was used to protect from spiders, snakes, and birds, as it was thought to deter them. if a basilisk were to see it’s own reflection, it would cause the creature’s death. in italy (1212), a basilisk was said to have killed many people until pope leo iv destroyed it with a prayer. this same year another was thought to be found in a well. in 1587, two polish children were killed by what was thought to be a basilisk. they were found dead in the cellar by a servant.

demonology

everyone knows the idea of a demon’s name holding power. in the catholic rite of exorcism (roman ritual), the name of a demon is important. this importance comes from the gospel of mark and the gospel of luke. when jesus was confronted by a possessed man, he requests the name of the demon before exorcising it, which implies that the name of the demon has power over it. in fact, this idea goes back to ancient belief from babylon, sumer, and akkad. names of demons and devils are thought to act as a beacon, calling them to our world when their names are said. this idea is actually a large reason there are many nicknames for satan. in the middle ages in europe, they began to come up with names like old nick or old scratch, hoping this would give the the devil less power over their life. many demons are presented as fallen angels, meaning they keep the usual suffix for angelic names like -ael or -iel.

a large impact on european concept of demons comes from the testament of solomon. this book presents demons as a force that torments humanity with death, disaster, and disease, as well as showing them being compelled or bound by their names. the testament of solomon also introduces demons to be fallen angels or the children of said angels after they had come to earth. this knowledge was already present in many pagan religions, but it became relevant to christians with its introduction to the bible.

grimoires

grimoires are books of magick. their name derives from the old french word “grammaire”, which refers to all the books written in latin, but the term began to be used for books of magick specifically sometime around the 18th century.

these books have been viewed as possessing an incredible amount of power, and only those properly initiated into the mysteries were meant to read them. many early grimoires detail demons, angels, elemental spirits, and other beings.

many early grimoires are devoted to summoning and controlling demons. the spells in these grimoires are said to read similar to latin priestly orientations. this is due to the fact that many of the traditions in these grimoires were practiced by members of the clergy. members of the clergy were often the only ones with the literary abilities to read, write, or copy these texts.

despite members of the clergy practicing with demonic magick, western europe was being swept up in the persecution of witches. with the mania at the time, these texts detailing demons became known to be associated with witchcraft and satan.

the demonology of western europe came forth from many key sources like the bible, the qabbalah, hellenic magick (curse tablets, magical papyri, etc.), and the mythology of ancient middle east.

demonic possession likely comes from ancient sumerian ideas of demons of illness inhabiting the human body to cause disease.

egregores

an egregore is “a psychic entity composed of and influencing the thoughts of groups of people”. while this is a common meaning of the word today, there is an older meaning to it. in ancient practices, egregores were a home or conduit for psychic intelligence of a non-human nature. they were essentially defined as non-human humans. they connect the world we live in with the invisible world. for the word derives from the greek word égrégoros, which means “wakeful” or “watcher”. godwin believed these creatures to be originated from ancient greece and rome. their daily practices and lifestyles were focused towards preserving the harmony between the invisible world and the material world. an important factor is that egregores are created and sustained from belief, ritual, and sacrifice. egregores were formed to protect over important areas to the greeks and romans. as long as offerings and devotions continued to these beings, they would protect and serve those who served them. when new cults came into being and the energy of worship was directed elsewhere, however, the agreement is broken and the egregore will stop protecting the specified land and its people.

#spirituality #masterpost #deities #mythology #egregore #familiars #history #europe #grimoires #demonology #cryptids #philosophy #Aristotle #greek #roman #celtic #norse

[the-bonnie39]

newer intro and dni page ig

heyo! im Bon (please note that i will let like a handful of people call me Bonnie so if you see anyone referring to me as that, its just a friend :]) my pronouns are he/him/they/them and maybe even it/its (im a lil unsure so in a sort of trail stage-) i should add that i am autistic so sometimes it can be hard for me to learn some shit or understand it (i didnt know what moots- or mutual where for years and have embarrassed myself so many times bc of it) i do struggle to make the first move of talking to people so-

account are @bonnie39-reblogs (i post mainly art here when i make it)

fandoms im in! :D -

-dsaf-fnaf-madcom-bugbo-ace attorney-furry community-regretavator-amazing digital circus-good omens-slime rancher-sally face-monster prom-little nightmares-spirit fare-dialtown!!!!-weird core-undertail-batim-the stanley parable-mandela catalouge-walten files-ena-spooky month

im just gonna get a dni out the way very quickly as i have tried to use cards and such- no clue how to use em ._.

proshippers, pedo/maps, nazis, homophobes/transphobes, people i have blocked for a reason (you know who you are, if you're stalking my page, its fucking desperate, fuck off) people who are aware someone is super controversial and still supports them, nsfw accounts (i can not stress this enough. you will be blocked on the spot, i am still a minor) Alfred playhouse fans (i do not care what excuse you have for watching and enjoying it, you're not welcome here) anti furrys/therians (reminder that the "animals" you threaten to kill are infact real fucking humans.) kink accounts (you guys are on the biggest no no list) might add more later but for now thats it.

i would like to say this is a safe place for anyone else unless you're just a outright piece of shit or asshole, also should note that please for the love of god just- dont be outright creepy- like im fine with sex jokes and all that, including dark humour but as long as it doesn't get ablest or overall creepy you're more then welcome to just come chill :]

another thing- if i am supporting someone controversial TELL ME i supported and defended someone who had allegations and others saying they have seen god awful art from a person and no one told me for ages- which lead to many- many angry rants from me because i was upset that i was being harassed.

oh also i am infact aroace :D and this is a safe place for any lgbtqia+ members as long as you dont exclude others in our community :^

#blog intro