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falcqns · 2 years
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ava have you ever explained how you shifted for the first time because i don’t understand how it works at all lol
hey bby! i apologize for not answering this a long time ago i kept forgetting to hit publish lmao
but i shifted for the first time in the fall of 2020, i dont remember the exact month lmao. but the first method I ever tried was the raven method (which i don't recommend). it was rough, esp when i had an infant, and undiagnosed and unmedicated adhd bc the method involved laying in a starfish position and not moving an inch 😭
I often started with meditation (the only thing i still do ngl), before reading over my script and making any changes that i needed/wanted to, and laid down.
i also used a subliminal (i do this sometimes too, youtube has great ones) and just kept affirming myself in between counting. so i would say '1 am shifting, 2 i am shifting,' etc. until i reached 100.
after i did that, i would visualize my dr. the first dr i went to was harry potter, so i would visualize my dorm room, what the room would feel like, smell like, look like, who would be there, etc.
i then reflected on how i'd feel when i shifted, like 'i will be happy when i shift' 'i will feel safe when i shift' 'i will know i have shifted because...'
while doing that, i would focus on what my body was feeling, and if i was getting any symptoms. the ones i felt was dizziness (most common for me) and a falling sensation (not fun at all). when i felt this, i kept affirming and reflecting on what i felt, while visualizing. i would also sometimes see a 'vision' when my eyes were closed (like the black was moving around and making shapes etc if that makes sense)
i fell asleep right after that, and i woke up in my dr! i'd recommend scripting that you're by yourself when you wake up for the first time because it's very jarring the first time, realizing you're in a different reality lmao.
and thats how i did it!! i hope that helped love!!
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shiftingwithava · 2 years
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𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫
dr: chris evans youngest sister
a/n: this was not posted by me, it was posted by chris in this dr. my origin story is based on a dream that i had when i was stuck on my backstory. i didn't script that i made this, but i thought it was one of the sweetest things ever, and wanted to include it on the blog. *picture is not mine, it is from pinterest and the closest one i could find to the one he actually used (it actually included all my older siblings and i) tagging @natashasera
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liked by octaviaspencer, scottevansgram, and 2,379,802 others chrisevans I know I’m not the most open person in the world when it comes to my family, but I think it’s important that I tell you about the worst thing I’ve done in my entire life. 
This right here is my little sister Avalea, Ava for short. She was born February 23rd, 2006, when I was 28 years old. To say that I wasn’t shocked to become a big brother again at almost 30 would be a lie, but it didn’t make me love them any less. She was the most beautiful baby I had ever laid eyes on, and I vowed to protect them with my life. 
I didn’t do that. When she was 3, I got the role of Captain America, and the day I started preproduction also marks the day I disappeared from their life completely. 
I completely lost touch with her. Even when I was in front of them, I wasn’t present. I wasn’t the brother they needed, more importantly, I wasn’t the brother she deserved. Even during quarantine when I was just down the road, I never made an effort to see them and rationalized it by telling myself it was to keep her and her immune system that isn’t as strong as mine safe.
A week ago, I had just finished filming Ghosted, and was getting ready to fly to Orlando for a family vacation, and see my little sister for the first time in over 2 years. Then, my flight was cancelled. A little annoying, but nothing that my Ma couldn’t solve. It was decided I would ride down with her, Ava and Scott. 
I felt instant guilt when I saw her again. They’d grown so much, and I’d missed it. She wasn’t the toddler I’d left behind, they were a teenager. A beautiful 16 year old who barely knew me. No longer was she the sweet little 6 month old that I took to L.A. during preproduction for Silver Surfer, and bought her too many designer clothes and she definitely wouldn’t look at Tigger like he was nuts when we went to Disneyland on that trip. 
I knew I’d fucked up big time, but I didn’t know how to fix it. I thought that if I was just myself, everything would be fine, so I did just that. 
What I didn’t realize was in my “being myself” I was sending her into sensory overload, and then a meltdown. 
One of the most important things I missed in my years without her was that they have ADHD and are possibly autistic. Ma mentioned it to me a few times, but it flew over my head that was preoccupied with everything but my baby sister who needed me. We were in the hotel room in Nashville a few nights ago, and I was trying to make her laugh. I had been messing around with Scott, and decided to poke them to coax out a smile. 
It had the opposite effect. They were immediately sent into a meltdown, all because of my absence, ignorance, and attempt to make her happy. Being absent, I’d never seen her meltdowns and shut downs, and I won’t say that it wasn’t a shock when they kicked and pushed Scott away. 
Ma came in a moment later and took over, and all I could do to help was hand her their weighted blanket. I felt useless, but what made me feel
like the worst human in the world was when Ma asked her to say thank you to me for the blanket in an attempt to calm her down and get her breathing in check. She shook her head, and said no. When Ma asked her why they said “because he doesn’t like me. He’s never wanted to spend time with me and he probably hates me so why should I say thank you when it won’t mean anything to him?” 
I knew instantly I’d messed up beyond repair. I’d made them think I hated them. That I didn’t care, that I didn’t want to spend time with them, when that was far from the truth. 
My sweet, sweet, Avabug. I love you more than anything. When I see you, my heart explodes with love for you. You and I used to be best buddies. You were my baby girl. I’m not a dad, I don’t know if I will ever be a dad, but you made me feel like one. I’d never felt such happiness and love before you, and I haven’t experienced it with anyone else but you. I completely failed you sweetheart. I made you feel worthless and unloved. I made you think I hated you, when that was far from the truth.  You are my entire world. You always have been. I wish that you could read my mind because if yoj did, you’d be able to see and hear everything. Even when I was absent, I never stopped loving you. I never stopped rooting for you. I was here, separated from you, but waiting for those messages from Ma, Carly, Shanna, and Scott telling me that you won your dance competition. I was on the other side of the world, trying to compose a happy birthday message to you, but failing because I didn’t have the words. Because I didn’t know you. I am so sorry for what I did, my darling. I’ve had so many chances to fix this and I haven’t, and for that I apologize. Just looking at you, sound asleep next to me, while I type this is making me wish I actually was Steve Rogers so I could go back in time and fix the mess I’ve made. I love you, my sweet Avalea. you’re my bubba, my sweetheart, my baby. I’m going to try and fix this, no matter what that takes. I love you, my sweet baby girl. 💙
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tvheadfalls · 10 months
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FINISHED THE REFS FOR EVERYONE I WANTED TO ADD THIS YEAR IM FUCKIN DONE
prayer circle i dont get burned out like 3 days into artfight KJSHDF
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secretly-small · 2 years
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Hey, y’all! Here’s a tidbit I wrote on my phone at 1am last night. It’s unedited and sloppy, but whatever.
I also think I want to reuse these OCs a few times, so feel free to drop any prompts you might want to see them in.
CWs: none. General audience.
Anyway, without further ado, my first Tumblr short story!
Goodnight 💤
“What if I shrank?” I asked with a sigh, fiddling with my friend’s hand. She was curled up next to me under the heavy blankets.
“..what?” she mumbled, failing to stifle a yawn. She laid her head down on my shoulder as her eyes began drifting wearily closed. It wasn’t terribly late at night, but this was day three of our sleepover. The two all-nighters prior were finally catching up to us.
“You know… like in the movies. Like Ant-Man, or the girl from Epic…” I yawned after her. 
I kicked our board game away so I could lean a bit further back, then picked her tired hand up to my eye level. I placed two fingers in her palm, bending them slightly as I considered. Three days in an unnatural form caused my magic a weariness and yearning that threatened to snap at any second. Better it be in my friend’s palm than somewhere random, I supposed. Secrets were pretty meaningless at this point. We’d known each other for years, after all.
She gave a breathy chuckle, eyes still closed. “A mini Ava? Count me in.”
I pursed my lips. Was I really about to do this? She’d be the first to know besides my parents and siblings. 
“You have to promise to be careful, though,” I warned, the sleepiness beginning to leave my voice as I grew more serious about my decision. “And you can’t tell anybody.”
There was a movement on my shoulder as she nodded. I shrugged her off, forcing her into a more awake state. 
She blinked at me a couple times, giving me a brief chance to look her over once more before I did anything too drastic. Her features were shadowed and blurry from the darkness of her bedroom. The only thing keeping the room from being pitch black were the dim LED lights that hung in a strip near the ceiling. They radiated a deep blue tonight, per my earlier request. The blue made her green eyes stand out more than normal, though they were a bit bloodshot from exhaustion. And her button nose and freckles were twitching slightly, as if she were a rabbit. That was her, all right. Cherry, my best friend of many years. The girl who likely couldn’t hurt a fly if she tried. 
I drew in a breath, straightening my two fingers on her palm as I summoned my magic. It groggled tiredly, excited to finally be relieved of its task. In one split-second action, I found myself immediately refreshed. 
There was a slight thud as Cherry hit the wall with the weight that’d previously been leaned on me. I could feel her tense as she looked around, eyes suddenly wide and alert as she searched for where I might’ve gone. 
I shifted in her palm, causing her gaze to zip down to me. There wasn’t a gasp like I’d expected. No sudden movements or screams of surprise. Instead, she raised her hand up to her face, bringing me to eye level as she stared. Sure, the disbelief was evident in her gaze, but her reaction didn’t involve any poking and painful bruises like when I’d told my siblings. 
A minute passed as she stared, squinting through the darkness. I took the time to stretch and relax in the drastically more comfortable form. My spirit and magic now buzzed with newfound energy, though my body was still as half-asleep as before.
“You weren’t… you weren’t kidding…” she muttered after seemingly deciding I was real. 
I shrugged as I leaned back against her fingers, letting my eyelids droop slowly shut. 
But after a few more seconds, my eyes were brutally assaulted by the light of a nearby lamp. I muttered in protest, but to no avail. This newfound magic in her hand had awakened the very last drops of Cherry’s energy, and in came the questions.
A whole. shower. of questions.
I groaned, rolling onto my side as I sloppily slung my arm at her face. I curled up in her hand, exhaustion finally able to reach its full extent now that my spirit was relieved. 
To my surprise, the questions actually stopped. I opened my eyes a bit to find I’d been placed on a pillow, her hand laying next to my back.
“Goodnight, Ava,” she yawned, eyes just barely open to look at me. A small smile molded onto my lips as I leaned against her hand. 
“‘Night, Cherry.”
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miareadsbooks · 11 months
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Ava Gray - Everton Falls series (MY REVIEW)
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BOOK SERIES!!
Book 1: The Alpha’s mate
05/05/23- 06/05/23
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Short and sweet OMG. The Angst and spice and happiness!! This book was amazing :))
Deffo recommend if you like twilight, TVD or Teen Wolf.
2. The wolf’s wild mate
14/05/23 - 15/05/23
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Just what I needed to get me through an oncoming reading slump. One thing I LOVE about this series (so far) Is that because its usually under 200 pages per book, it’s easy to read in one sitting. Love how quick yet evenly paced these book are :)
I will be reading many of her books in the future xx
3. Saving his mate
15/05/23 - 15/05/23
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️. 8
AVA MF GRAY YOU GAVE DONE IT AGAIN!! Honestly HIGHLY recommend this book series, or even just a standalone.
4. Fighting for his mate
27/05/23 - 30/05/23
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
“I needed her, she was meant to be with me, but it was going to be an uphill battle to get her to see me as anything other than the enemy.”
I LOVE YOU MISS GRAY. THESE BOOKS ARE THE BEST WEREWOLF NOVELS EVERRR
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spngirlpolls · 9 months
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check out parts 1-3 for other episodes and comment suggestions for a next part!
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yandereheathen · 6 months
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New OC what to write next!
I had a tough time with the Ateez one, so I wanna refresh with a new baby and do 1-3 chapters before doing something else. more series then one-shots as I have been doing :>
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ghoulxn · 9 months
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“Do you… ever get overwhlemed working in a flower shop?”
He knows it's a random question… but, honestly, he was curious.
“Or… have you, I guess is the proper way of asking…” the shifter questions, “Because for me — as much as I enjoy those scents and the smells of nature — I sometimes find them a bit overpowering. I was wondering if it took a while to to get used it or it was just… almost nothing.”
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“I'd imagine now you're fine but… I'm curious.” (From Wynn to Ava!)
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"Hmm." He inhaled as if he was in the flower shop at this very moment and could test the theory. Instead he could mostly smell Wynn's musk, but it was really in response to the conversation about scent that he inhaled so deeply. "I don't think so. Most of the scents overlap well, of course there's the occasional pretty overwhelming bloom but... most of the time I'm ok."
The wolf tapped his own nose as he mulled over the query some more. "If anything it's the different people smells. A lot of customers wear deodorants and really have perfumes... that can be a lot for sure." | @sansloii
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loudestcloud · 2 years
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CW made a pride post and I recognize literally 0 of them so I'm going to list all the CW LGBTQIA+ characters from the shows I watch.
The Arrowverse: Sara Lance, Ava Sharp, Gary green, John Constantine, Charlie the shape shifter, Gwyn Davies, Leo Snart, Spooner Cruz, Hartley Rathaway, David Singh, Alex Danvers, Maggie Sawyer, Kate Kane, Sophie Moore, Julia Pennyworth, Anissa Pierce, Grace Choi, Pamela Isley, Renee Montoya, Angelique Martin, Ryan Wilder, Evan Blake 🏳️‍⚧️, Nia Nal 🏳️‍⚧️& Parker Torres.
Legacies: Ben, Jed Tien, Jade, Maya Machado, Finch Tarrayo, Josie Saltzman, Penelope Park, Hope Mikaelson, Lizzie Saltzman & Rebekah Mikaelson.
Supernatural: ( There's a lot more than you'd think so we're going in alphabetical order for this one) Lily Baker, Max Banes, Bori (Alpha Vampire), Charlie Bradbury, Castiel, Dwight Charles, Alan J. Corbett, Crowley, Cesar Cuevas, Jesse Cuevas, David Roseman, Demian (Cosplayer) Gilda (fairy), God, Naoki Himura, Maya Himura, Kristen (from Fan Fiction), Max (from Lebanon), Jenna Nickerson, Noah Ophis, Claire Novak, Rod, Siobhan (from Fan Fiction), Stacy (from Lebanon), Stevie (from Apocalypse World) & Thomas Roseman.
You're telling me out of this HUGE list, that has main characters in it non the less, the CW said "Na, lets put different characters up, without names of shows listed." Wtf
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ofviolentdeath · 1 year
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ava and teyo baby
Name: Ileana
Gender: Female
General Appearance: Business casual unless she's at home, then it's shredded jeans and holey t-shirts
Personality: Calm, cold, calculating
Special Talents: definitely got the shifter side of the genes HARD, can still see and talk to spirits though
Who they like better: Teyo
Who they take after more: TEYO
Personal Headcanon: She is very interested in following in her father's footsteps and is majoring in business in college
Faceclaim: Natalee Linez
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tornsurvivors · 1 year
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For Thora’s background and history, I’ve decided that there’ll be a lot of GOW & GOW:R aesthetics added into it. Her mother is a battle Valkyrie but not any of those mentioned in the games though, her mother’s name is Ava and her father is a wolf shifter, named Alistair. Some of her ancestors were druids and that’s how she came to possess healing powers and she trained under Eir -- one of the mentioned Valkyries who is the Healer, to improve on those abilities. Sigrun, a battle Valkyrie and the newly anointed Valkyrie Queen, also trained her in combat for when necessary, aside from her mother. Freya used to train her as well, before she blindly married Odin. Vanaheim was where Thora was born, naturally. But she was often found in Midgard, helping the humans, healing them and guarding them till Ragnarok fucked everything up and led to her exile out of her own blinding rage towards the Gods. But mostly Odin. 
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shiftingwithava · 2 years
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my experience with sending a letter to my dr
dr: marvel
last summer, i was feeling really discouraged with shifting. my mental health was really bad, and i barely had motivation. i wanted to shift so bad, but i could never bring myself to do it because of how exhausted i was.
i was on tiktok one day, and saw a tiktoker talking about how they were sending a letter to their s/o in their dr, and i decided to try it.
i don't remember what the letter said word for word, but i just poured my heart out to bucky and explained how i couldn't wait to come back and cuddle with him, and for him and i to visit with his sister again because she always makes me feel better.
i asked him for a sign. but here's the thing, i never specified what sign, just that i would know the sign when i saw it.
a few weeks later, i was on tiktok again, and saw someone writing letters from marvel characters. i was going to scroll past it, but something told me to watch it. i watched it, and the tiktoker revealed that they sold the letters, so i decided to see how much they were.
they were $5. with shipping, it was around $8. i decided to buy it, and didn't think of it too much, but i was excited to see what it would say.
i got the letter a few weeks later, and let me tell you, i cried when i read it.
this is what the letter said:
'dearest ava,
it feels like a lifetime, and i should have written you a thousand letters but i hope this one is enough. how are you?
i think of you and i feel joy. the past no longer haunts me in ways it sed to so please do not worry about me. i am peachy and there is peach in knowing my life will forever be wrapped up in yours. my only wish is that you find a taste of happiness that you have brought me, that even on your worst days you remember what it means to love, truly.
i told steve you were made for great things. after all, you did save my life once. if only he could see you now, the way you shine, he would be as proud as i am.
so take it easy, doll. this is not the end of the line for us. til we meet again.
yours, always, bucky <3
take care, we miss you - sam
ps. sorry about sam, he ruins everything.'
while it's a sweet letter, the thing that stood out to me was the phrase "i am peachy."
ive spoken about this, but have never gone into detail. but in my dr, bucky is autistic. with the serum, and his past traumas, he has meltdowns quite often, and after his meltdowns, he needs comfort. we usually spend time sitting together, him wrapped up in my arms, and me telling him how much i love him and validating his feelings.
when we started dating, i used to tease him and call his ass a peach, because it was so cute and small. he hated it, but it made us laugh.
after one of his more rough ones (triggered by steve being mentioned to him by j*hn when bucky was having a bad day already), he was trying to climb into my lap, and wsa getting frustrated when he couldnt fit. he was completely non verbal and was sobbing.
i dont know why i said it, but i started rubbing his back and said "it's okay, my peach. i've got you'. as soon as i said it, he calmed down, and now i call him my peach or my peachy bug whenever he's upset.
the interesting thing about this is that when we're in public or around others and he's upset or overstimulated and needs to go home, he will say "i am feeling peachy" and its a code word for us.
as soon as i read that part, i knew that this was my sign from him, and that i needed to go back.
it motivated me so much, and sure enough, the morning after i arrived there, he had one of the worst meltdowns i'd ever seen.
the universe is so crazy, and shifting is amazing <3
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tvheadfalls · 2 months
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still very stressed so i couldnt rly do anything for femslash feburary... smh... have doodles of some of my various yuris
lyrics in second one r from there are other ways from epic the musicla
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secretly-small · 2 years
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G/t July: Day 25
This is… so sloppy. I apologize in advance. But anyway, here’s some Cherry and Ava stuffs. The event they’re talking about will be repeatedly referenced for many short stories to come, so, yeah. 
Enjoy!
Word count: 638
CWs: inward trauma, non-consensual touch. PG
Note: this is unedited and does not represent my professional work
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“I really hate English class, but I also hate math just as much,” Cherry bubbled on as she scrolled her phone. “So that whole ‘you either like English or math’ theory isn’t very true, is it? But of course, you like eeeevverything, so your opinion doesn’t actually count.”
I stared at the wall, pulling my legs tighter to my chest when I felt her gaze shift from her screen to me. She was sitting on my human bed while I was on my nightstand, leaning against a glass of koolaid.
I avoided her curious gaze, but instead of continuing to ramble, she quieted entirely. Her stare increased, letting me know my thoughts were visible on my features. I mentally scolded myself as I forced on a half-hearted smile and turned to her. 
“Thinking about it again?” she asked. The bubbliness had completely left her temperament, replaced with raw concern. I sighed and buried my face in my legs. 
“It’s just… scary….” I mumbled. My voice was quiet in this form anyway, so I didn’t expect her to hear. But to my surprise, a response came anyway. 
“You can’t keep worrying, Ava. It’s never gonna happen. And even-“ she paused, as if she too were remembering what happened a few days ago. I shuddered, tears beginning to blur my vision as it replayed in my mind once more. The fear. The exhaustion. The… the pain. “And even if it does, you’re gonna power through. Because that’s who you are.”
I pinched my arm to stop my shaking, then looked up to find her soft smile above me. I nodded slowly, but my body seemed to have a different idea. I shook like a leaf, the memories of my weak magic fresh in an overwhelming wave through my body. After a second, Cherry’s smile morphed into a small frown. 
“You know what,” she started, a new edge to her voice, “if you don’t stop thinking about it, I’mma make you.”
Before I could question what she meant, perfectly manicured fingers were slipping toward me. I lurched back, eyes wide as my arms and legs carried me a couple inches across the nightstand, but it made no difference. 
I squeaked as she pinched the back of my shirt between her finger and thumb. My head spun a little as she lifted me up to her face, a slight smirk across her lips. I started to demand she put me down, but her voice easily drowned out mine. I winced, quickly pouring magic into my ears so I could hear her normally.
“You can let me know when you’re done worrying, all right?” she said with a raised eyebrow. In the blink of an eye, I was stuffed into the pocket of her grey sweatpants.
I laid there as I processed, my whole body bent into an unnatural position. After a second, I shook off the shock and began grabbing handfuls of cloth to pull myself out. I peaked out of the pocket to find she was resting across my bed, ignoring me entirely with her phone. 
I started to scramble out, only for a finger to press me back down. I scowled as I glared out of the pocket, but I didn’t have much time to form something to yell at her before a buzz rang from my own pants. 
I pulled out my phone, finding an Instagram notification. Hesitantly, I clicked it. Cherry had sent me a cat video. It shouldn’t have been funny, yet a chuckle still escaped me. Before I could properly respond to it, she’d sent me more. I replied back with another Reel, and so the cycle repeated.
I slouched back in the fuzzy pocket, laughing with my friend at every new video. Soon enough, I’d forgotten what I was worried about in the first place.
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goforfaye · 1 year
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Faye Montgomery
She/Her
20 years old (Birthday: 27th April)
Human
Neutral
So What Happened?
So, the world ended. And it wasn’t because she got super drunk on prom night. And it wasn’t because Jesse said ‘I love you Faith’ the morning after they, y’know... It wasn’t because Leila goddamn Lexington won Prom Queen. The world legit ended.
Faye had been compartmentalizing and bury her feelings deep her whole life. She could cope with a lot, actually. Just so long as you don’t ask about it. Don’t ask about how she lost her home. Don’t ask about how much she screamed on Founder’s Festival. Don’t ask about the bombshell her Aunt Andy dropped about Ava. Just... Yeah, don’t ask. She is fine.
The Montgomerys saving grace were the McArthurs who took them in and kept them safe. Javier was, like, some superhero as well! The McArthurs were shifters. Jesse was the only person who made her feel safe at night when everything felt the most terrifying. All she wanted was to hold his hand <3
There’s nothing like a quiet apocalypse to put things into perspective. Everything Faye had cared about before- being queen b- didn’t matter anymore. Sure, she still has her moments (she’s still Faye MontgomeryTM) but she’s dropped the act, the facade, of perfection. She’s stopped trying to be like her queen b-spirations and is trying out being herself. Whoever that is.
Surviving in this new Havensdale is weird. Some days it’s almost normal. Some days it’s not. Life is weird, you know? But they’re together. The Montgomerys and the McArthurs. Who would have thought?
Wanted Connections
Unlikely Domesdale friendships now that Faye has toned down the Mean Girl shtick.
Other humansTM trying to make it in this world!
Vampires that have had a run in with her / hunters & resistance members who’ve saved her.
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Foxes are not too common in most mythologies, with most mythological foxes being Asian myths, mostly originating from China and spreading to Japan, a few examples of nine tailed foxes are the Huli jing (chinese), Kitsune (Japanese), Hồ ly tinh (Vietnamese), Kumiho (Korean), most of these are either tricksters, harmful or good and the mythology is mostly the same but with different names and variations in the creatures, there are also a few gods and goddesses that are connected to them and most Asian fox mythology is just nine tailed foxes. In Finnish mythology there is the firefox which is described as a black fox during the day but fire during night, and that when brushed a certain way it glitters a strange light, according to folklore it hides away in the forest and is rarely seen, in Lapland the story is that the Firefox causes the northern lights with its tail which flings sparks when it touches low hanging branches or bushes while the fox is running, hence the northern lights being called fox fires, there isn't much information on the actual behavior of the fox itself though. There is also the mythological fox from Ava Guaraní and Chané called the Aguara (also called Aguara-tunpa), the Aguara is a trickster, though it's also considered a cultural hero. A few examples of it's behavior is stealing algarroba seeds from the Viscacha, along with capturing Vulture and demanding rubber as a ransom, and creates rubber for humans. He is popular in a few myths with his rival Tatu-tunpa, a mythical armadillo, which is killed by Aguara in the end, Aguara was said to trick humans and has beautiful women have his children. Foxes are often associated with trickery and deception mainly as they have an ability to outwit others and are often told to be shape-shifters which contribute to this. In many stories, foxes are portrayed as cunning tricksters who use their intelligence and slyness to achieve their goals, but are also believed to be messengers of the Gods, giving messages to the humans and navigate the spirit worlds.
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