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1driedpersimmon · 5 months
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Finally settling on Kaiien’s design so officially officially…
Welcome Ebihara Kaiien !! 🥰
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askmyboys · 3 years
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Tyrone
Here’s a furry character I made, im honestly getting invested into those types of babs but i... kinda suck at descriptions lmao, I’ll get better wiht it sooner or later though hopefully
I’ll post Noxis later, gotta just read over his desc again tho bc i cant remember the specific trigger warnings i need to put on his desc so yeye
| Name: Tyrone
| Nicknames: Tyre/Ty
| Gender: He/Him
| Age: N/A
| Height: 7’3”
| Species/Race: Anthropomorphic Dog (Cane Corso is the breed he’s based on)
| Hair style: His hair is essentially just part of his fur- but the fur is slicked back on top of his head to match the rest of his fur really (I mean… Cane Corso fur IS pretty slicked back and not super fuzzy ya know?)
| Eye Color: Caramel Brown
| Fur Color/Body Type: Black and overall he’s pretty average looking, looks a b i t muscular tbh
| Appearance: Let’s start off with the actual appearance instead of the clothing, he got his ears cropped from a young age (where he comes from, it's a mixed thing really, in his pack specifically cropped ears were a rite of passage while to other packs cropped ears were ghastly and considered cruelty but eh to each their own) so now his ears are pointed, he also has a silver earring on the top of his right ear! His teeth are razor sharp and his paw pads are relatively natural coloring a charcoal color, on the middle paw pad of his right paw there is some kind of birthmark there it seems, it’s shaped like a simple circle BUT the birthmark’s meaning is the crucial bit here, it is essentially a high stature sorta thing, only his father has that birthmark of the entire pack, even all the sons and daughters from various litters never held that birthmark, not until Tyrone came along.
His outfit he usually wears is a black leather jacket that has spikes on the shoulder pads with a white t-shirt underneath, he’s got a black collar with a LOT of spikes surrounding it on, more so than the usual spiked collars and they are actually VERY sharp (it’s essentially to protect his neck during fights, I’ll explain that in a bit though) but also it just looks cool, it’s got a bone hanging down the front with his name written in cursive on it, he usually wears charcoal black jeans that are ripped with chains hanging down them (even though his tail is stubby he still cut a hole for it bc that’d still be uncomfy tbh), he doesn’t wear any boots though, boots tend to give him aches while walking.
He’s also got a lot of scars, his most prominent scarring is one on the nose, three over his right eye but he can still see out of it surprisingly, a few long ones near his neck and some old puncture wounds from what looks like dog teeth, and finally claw marks up and down his arms, belly, back, and legs.
Oh btw, even tho he wears a shirt without it you can see he has white patch of fur running down his chest and stomach! Just another lil detail.
| Personality: Tough, stubborn, sometimes a little too cocky for his own good, narcissistic even sometimes? He can be VERY protective and loyal however to the right people/animals, he’s always on high alert of his surroundings and the people around him despite not seeming like he is sometimes, he can be very calm and stable and he USUALLY thinks before he acts but that’s not ALWAYS the case, he can be quiet and reserved sometimes as well but it’s rare, he’s usually pretty much an extrovert although not many people nor other animals approach him, he looks and sounds intimidating as hell and while it CAN be a good thing it can also be a bad thing, deep down he’s a good guy, he’s soft, sweet, kind, and caring! He doesn’t like that most treat him as a terrifying threat or beast, he ain’t about hurting someone just for fun!
The only time he EVER attacks is in self defense OR in defense of the people he cares about, and even then that has to be when he’s ABSOLUTELY pushed to his limit, he’s more so a big referee toward things like fights n shit like that, he’ll body block the two offenders or put himself in front of those he’s trying to protect and usually all he needs to do is speak or growl and that usually sends offenders running off, and even then if they persist he’ll then try giving corrections (corrections are a HUGE thing among his pack) while he won’t actually bite them, he’s going to make a lot of horrifying sounds and act like he’s going to, and usually because to most dogs, not just his pack (yeah corrections are common amongst most dogs too i know) he’ll even go as far as to put someone/another dog especially on their side.
Sure, humans… Are very different and more complex but even then, most of them after being checked by a huge seven foot three dog like him, most will think twice before continuing to try and escalate things. Unfortunately because of his size (he’s the second biggest in his pack, the first being his father likewise) most other dogs, especially ones of his own breed try to challenge him a LOT, and he doesn’t like fighting, usually he ignores these but if they keep on bothering him, he’ll try and give them a warning, aka something like a correction essentially, he’ll tell them very clearly to back off but if they lunge for him or try to go for him at all, then he will NOT hold back, he’s not going to let himself be pushed around or killed just because some dog is butthurt about him being bigger than they are.
| Side Facts: Likewise, his scars have come from SEVERAL fights, some even from his own pack which… His father didn’t take a liking to at all and especially not his mother… His father was the alpha and despite being a male in this situation he actually stepped in quite a lot, however his father was a bit more…
Let’s just say a little more forgiving, his mother was an absolute SPITFIRE, she ruled with an iron fist and she didn’t tolerate ANY bullshit, she’d never hurt any of her pack members nor babies especially but there was no tolerance for certain things and in her pack you HAD to obey the rules whether you liked them or not.
She was MUCH more harsh than his father was with corrections, heh- Tyrone remembers as a pup oh he can’t even COUNT how many times he heard his mom growling, snarling and of course can't count how many times he’s seen her bare her teeth even, she was a no nonsense kind of woman, even toward the puppies she ruled with an iron fist, they were taught along with Tyrone from a very young age how important the rules were and how important energy and certain cues from other dogs were.
Tyrone is very embarrassed however bc the stories his mom always tells were how as a young pup, he was the aggressive little spitfire who didn’t care how big his opponent was, he’d challenge them, try to dominate, and conquer essentially- Nothing was thought through then, in his adolescent years he was always SO damn serious! No play, no nothing! He even growled at the pups trying to play with him! Some little tiny marks that are barely able to be seen came from his mom and dad but, in dog society it’s kinda natural, I mean to be fair, dogs when correcting aren’t like humans, they only have their mouths so when a dog’s correction your BOUND to see a mark here and there.
He does thank his mama for setting him straight though that’s for sure… He sounded like such a handful and even though he has the second highest stature to his father, even he was not safe from the corrections lmao, his mother is actually first in command, father is in second co-command essentially and finally Tyrone is in third- all three of them are p much high ranking, of course since his parents are still living THEY are the alphas but he IS a Beta, the other brothers and sisters being mostly betas and omegas (there are a couple of his brothers n sisters who are also alphas but they are in fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh place- if i ever name his pack I’ll make sure to clarify who is which ranking)
Overall, Tyrone really loves his family, he’d do anything to protect them even if he wanders a lot and doesn’t stay with them the entire time, he does try and visit as often as he can, he knows eventually he’ll track wherever their roaming as well, usually packs stick together but… Given Tyrone’s status and the fact he’s got the birthmark and is high stature his parents are more so lenient with him, they do still worry bout him ofc but still, he was never the type to just sit still, while his other brothers n sisters don’t really care bout leaving the pack he’s ALWAYS been a wandering spirit, so… They’ll let him be free, they’ll still love him nonetheless in the end.
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wabi-sabiphilosophy · 5 years
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14th December 2018, 6.30pm
was when my brother called me from Singapore, while I was here in Melbourne, and said that my grandfather had flatlined. 
When I got off the phone, I was in the middle of peak hour human traffic in Melbourne Central and Cecilia asked me what that meant. The sequence of words my brother stringed together just didn’t make any sense to me. I calmly explained that it probably means that the heart monitor had gone flat, there wasn’t a heartbeat. But then she voiced out what my mind was wondering- what does that mean? 
My mother called a little later and said that grandpa was gone. 
I still couldn’t comprehend what had just happened because it was beyond my understanding of what this moment meant. I was confused. And when I got home, only one emotion took over. I understood it as grief. 
In church, there was always a moment during Christmas season when the pastor talked about the festivities but also urged us to also remember those who are not going through an easy time now. I never knew me or my family would become one of those prime examples. But in this time I have never felt more alone. I was happy for everyone else, but I have never felt more distant from joy or those warm fuzzy things everyone feels during Christmas and New Years. I have never felt this pervasive loneliness that feels like a hole is opening up in me and all my life is being sucked into a deeper and deeper abyss. 
How could this happen now? It makes no sense. It all happened so quickly, too quickly. No one understands this. And even if they do, it’s Christmas. I don’t want to make anyone cringe this happy time of the year. 
What does ‘be strong’ mean? Am I not allowed to grieve and feel the pain of loss? Am I supposed to act like I’m okay being alone here? Am I supposed to be fine with this whole situation because I have always been a strong person? Am I supposed to already know what to do in a situation I have never experienced before? Doesn’t anyone understand how hard this word means? It’s almost offensive to say now, because I’m the weakest person and I just want to be weak for once. But it seems this is the worst time to be weak.
I wasn’t a distant granddaughter from grandpa, even though I wish I had spent more time interacting with him. I loved grandpa even though we had a language barrier most times. I remember fragments of my childhood where he would run after me and watch over me while I was in the playground. He would buy me hamburgers and made me promise to buy him burgers when I started working. Sometimes I don’t know if I kept my promise because I never actually bought him an actual burger. As a child, I loved staying over at my grandparent’s house, I liked being there. They would wake up so early and grandpa would make the best hard boiled eggs. Yeye would love watching or singing opera, most days he would go out to play mahjong with his mates, but as I was young he would lie to me and say he was out ‘swimming’. He was also a heavy smoker back in the day, but that’s a distant memory mainly because he didn’t smoke in front of us. Before he came home he would always buy the evening Chinese newspaper. So that became another half lie, because it was always codeword for a puff. He would also hobble around a lot and he always had lots of opinions. I remember when nainai and yeye would get into a fight. It was scary, I never liked seeing ye ye so angry because he would get violent. He was always a hothead. But he was also incredibly resourceful. He would make all these little gadgets around the house to make life easier.
It dawned on me that he was getting older about 4 years ago. Before that he had stopped going ‘swimming’ and quit smoking. He also read the newspaper with a magnifying glass which was quite a funny sight. But overall, he had definitely gotten weaker and was scrawnier. His hair was thinning out too. I always shook that fear away because it never seemed like it would happen. But as the days went by he would get slower. One time I saw the amount of pills he had to take and I was really upset. He had to take so many pills in one day. I would be so depressed, but yet he would diligently take them all, remembering each one of them. He started having to apply these lotions of his skin which made him very greasy to hold. Sometimes I would notice it on my hands after I had hugged him and felt strange about it. It made me feel bad but I didn’t know how to react to it. Yeye told me stories too when I asked him. But I wish I had taken it down in a journal or pushed for more answers. One time, I came home from Australia to surprise him. I climbed through my aunt’s window and came through the living room. He started crying when he saw me and he looked like he was in pain, that’s when I knew he was certainly getting too old and I couldn’t be too mischievous in case he had a heart attack. 
It’s ironic he ended up in the hospital for suffering a heart attack, and it wasn’t his lungs that gave up from all those years of smoking. It’s ironic that he is gone now even, I thought he’d live forever. 
I imagine it must be hard for my dad now, does he feel orphaned? Does nai nai feel remorse for not visiting him at the hospital? Will she give up on life as well? Life throws curveballs all the time, if this has taught me anything, it is to appreciate life more. But right now I can’t seem to break out of this shell that is encasing me in my sorrow and hardening me as a person. No one understands me or what I’m going through, and I am heartbroken that it has happened this way. But I will take these pieces and nurse them myself because I am too sad to let anyone near me.
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