she is the

i was raised f e r a l... and I stayed that way. INDEPENDENT OC.

[koshxmar]

[koshxmar]

                        the snow lay thick upon the forest floor,                         coating even the trees in light drizzles                         of white. A bit odd, considering the time                         of year, but Alaska was never known for                         it's hot temperatures. Within the blanket                         of white was the w o l f; revealed in true                         form, black fur contrasting against white.                        The odd thing is, she was just laying there.                         She did not stir, she did not howl. She                          simply laid there, solemn and quiet.

[kingkipark-archive]

           First of all, wow. Second of all SERIOUSLY WOW. There are so many things I want to say because I honestly didn’t think that Hyun Ki and I would get this far because, well, I made him because I wanted to. He wasn’t supposed to be a super serious muse because I had just gotten back into roleplaying and I didn’t expect a lot of attention. Not to say that I’d slack off on him. Its just, he’s not a perfect character and I’m not a perfect person. But I was really, honestly, surprised by how much attention that he’s gotten and I’m literally astounded that I’ve even got this far. But first thing’s first, I want to thank each and everyone of you, even if we don’t roleplay. You guys are the reason why I’ve gotten this far and didn’t give up on roleplaying.

           Now, I’m sure you guys don’t want to hear the story of how I got super shy after I stopped rping on my more popular blogs and then gave up. But Hyun Ki is a very special character to me and there are two people I could not have gotten this far without and I need to give them a special thank you. So without further ado, here is my follow forever.

The Two Who Made It Possible

♔ watchthedogs / mxltitude / waterlilyren ♔ dj-ivore ♔

 → Now Dj-Ivore mun doesn’t get on a lot because she’s shy but she’s the main person to thank. Without me and her always talked about my possible muse. My dancer muse. And then she created his best friend and we just started talking about the two every day until finally, I made him. She is the actual reason why Hyun Ki is existent, so, thank you so much Ema, you truly are my best friend

→ Then there’s Katie. And just, honestly Katie is the person who got me to put myself out there. Its her fault I’m following half of the people I followed. Without Katie I probably wouldn’t have bothered to follow people and let my muse die. She’s always reblogging promos and I just go, well, fuck it lets follow. But Katie is also someone who has fed my muse from the start. She was the first person who really roleplay with me on Hyun Ki, which is a lot like my first muse. Katie is the reason why I roleplay to be honest, and I really love that she pushes me to keep going even though she doesn’t even really realize she does it. She’s a really special person to me and I’m just so glad I have her because without her, or Ema, Hyun Ki wouldn’t be here right now.

Okay now that my two little shout outs are done, ON TO THE OTHER PEOPLE!

The Bae Squad.

♔ zxmbiebxy ♔ praecantito ♔ naivetys ♔ fracturexangels ♔ paperxskin ♔ chistaya ♔

The Lovelies

♔ reticentine ♔ crowdedmindset ♔ indifferenthums ♔ koshxmar ♔ infernointerra ♔ merxaidtxil / cxlinary ♔ candystripethecancerward ♔ puggx ♔

The ones I stalk let me touch your butt, pls rp with me.

♔ pyroism/ otmenyat ♔ gravesradium ♔ lxckystar ♔ xseishin ♔ kxkatsuna ♔ seaniix ♔ indovinelli ♔ conrumpo ♔ vacantlover ♔ termiske-klor ♔ brxghtsiide ♔ noizybox ♔ harxhi ♔ miloignitus ♔ zboare ♔

[pyroism-archive-deactivated2014]

              maroon hues ogled at a distance, observing so            carefully, pondering on how this was possible —               seeing a dangerous woman was a rare sight.               should her approach the woman? or not? she’d               bit his head off —— for he had no clue how to come               within a safe distance of a state like this. 

[koshxmar]

                             while Onya might usually snap at one for approaching her,                              tonight was d i f f e r e n t. She was different. Something was                             off in her mind, leaving her confused and upset. She had no                             energy to growl, no energy to move. If he were to approach,                             she would simply sit.

[brokenmagxc-a]

I ʀᴀɴ ᴛᴏ s ᴀ ᴠ ᴇ ʏ ᴏ ᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴅ ᴇ ᴀ ᴅ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ

sᴇᴇᴍs I ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀɴᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʀɪɢʜᴛ

[kingkipark-archive]

                     It was unusual to see the older woman look so                      lost. The dancer was on his nightly run, the only                      time when he actually had time to do such an                       action. But he didn’t expect to see the woman from                      last time, someone so strong looking so—upset.                      The dancers approached her carefully, wiping sweat                      off of his face in attempt to be more presentable. Placing                      a hand on her arm, he offered a small smile.

                               ”Hey, are you okay?”

[koshxmar]

                             the touch brought no reaction, surprisingly enough.                              Usually when one sneaks up on her, she is quick to                              react with either curses or a hit. Instead, the Wolf                              inhaled slowly, her gaze never moving to look at the                              young boy who spoke to her. She had no energy to. 

                                             " ----it's not important. " 

[koshxmar]

if u guys like this i'll toss a sad onya at you

[koshxmar]

kingkipark said: nothyunkitho

she's so sad and out of it rn who knows she might just let him pat her 

[koshxmar]

                      she was silent. Completely and utterly silent.                       Eyes of snow-white focused dimly on nothing                       in particular, her mind elsewhere and mood                       one of melancholy. Onya rarely finds herself                       in these kinds of moods; and yet, here she                       was, unable to bring herself to move and her                       mind spaced out. She's been feeling more                       and more d o w n, lately.

                            it's like something's.....                                                                o f f.

[koshxmar]

xamelixrate 

                                   everything was dark. It always was. The only light that illuminated the room was that of a dim lamp nearby, placed upon a steel table within a white-washed room. Of course, lights hung overhead as well, used only when the need for true light became obvious. For the workers. Never for the Wolf herself. She did not need to see, for she was not meant to. Artificial light was not entirely necessary, for the Wolf's vision was heightened, unlike the humans that poked and prodded her like some experimental project. She was not like them---but, that's why she was here in the first place, wasn't it? 

                                           sometimes she wished she was like them.                                             Human. Normal. No abilities, no inhuman                                            strengths and senses. Maybe if she were                                            more like those who inhabit most of this                                            Planet, she might not have been in this situation. 

                the thing that bothered her most was the silence. It wasn't exactly silence, either. With heightened hearing abilities, she could hear the slightest of things; a scuffle of rat's feet over a cold floor, the tapping of water in a nearby room. And there was always this strange r i n g i n g....That is what irked her the most. It was unstoppable, and it drove her mad. Oh, how the Wolf longed to reach out and bend those bars, to find the source of that disturbing ring and crush it in her hands...But alas, the chains that bind her to a metal floor are what keep her from doing just that. 

                   she was barely conscious, when the figures entered, alerting her right away with how heavy their steps were. With how their shoes clicked against tile. The burning light was what brought her fully awake, chapped lips drawn back into an aggravated snarl at how bright her surroundings became. The noises that came from her were low and gutteral, mimicking an animalistic growl of the w o l v e s. Onya had grown to know each and every man and woman that stepped within her hellhole. Had picked up on their scents immediately when they would enter....and yet, while the rest were already known, there was a new scent that invaded her senses.... 

                                       what's t h i s ? 

[zxmbiebxy-archive-blog]

                “Figured.” He kicked lamely at the dirt beneath his foot.                 Okay, maybe it wasn’t all that bad to be found out by a                 fellow supernatural human, but it still stung how easily                 all his methods of keeping his scent hidden was seen                 through by a really good nose. There was no way he                  was gonna trick senses like those any time soon.                 “Uh,” a pause so that he could get up his nerve to admit                 the truth. “You know, that might be because I am dead.’                 It wasn’t hard to say, it was always the reaction that                 scared him. He never knew how that would go.

[koshxmar]

                           well, there goes the thought of him working with dead                            people. Inhaling once more, the scent only became                            stronger, and the temptation to stop breathing popped                            up in her head. She had always been surrounded by                            that scent, from her Military days---doesn't mean she                            likes it. She can just tolerate it. 

                                      " ---I have met vampires and others who                                          claim to be dead. Why do you smell different? "

                           onya pressed further, her eyes narrowed in the slightest                           at the boy. However, before she received answer, those                           almost-white eyes of her shifted to a glowing snow hue,                           black pupils curving into a unique oval to show that she                           was someone of supernatural heritage.

[moonxlunar]

    It wasn’t even a question that is what she,      wanted as she was scrambling into the kitchen,       to get a soda before coming back out, pressing       the cold can against her skin.                           “how long till winter? I love playing in                             the snow but this heat— terrible.”

[koshxmar]

                     and thus, sighing softly, the Wolf made her way towards                      the small fan set up in the corner, turning it on for the                     Moon who was apparently much too hot. 

                           " winter comes soon. You should know it, da? " 

[kingkipark-archive]

                                         ”I’m sorry, if I am offending you.”

                       The dancer said with a sigh. He was doing this all wrong                        the woman was obviously peeved by his actions and his                        his attempt to help. But he didn’t want to leave her injured                        and alone. He was concerned for her welfare. 

                                         ”I just want to make sure you’re alright. I’m sure that                                           someone as seemingly strong as you doesn’t need it                                          though.”

[koshxmar]

                            silence is what remained after his words, simply                             focused on the task at hand of patching her flesh                             together. He was very young, in her eyes. The way                             he behaved and spoke truly showed it. Heaving a                             sigh, the Russian leaned back, a hand resting atop                             her knee. 

                                       " ----I do not need your worry, child.                                           I have endured worse. " 

[spraypaintpunk-blog-deactivated]

"oof—hey, onya…! sorry, didn’t mean to scare you!"

despite the blood dribbling down his nose from where he’d smacked his face on a large limb, dylan seemed plenty cheerful, waving at the woman in front of him as if their meeting had been at the supermarket instead. it had seemed that he’d managed to work past his fear of dogs for the sake of visiting onya on occasion, though he hadn’t quite gotten used to any of the sniffing or teeth bearing that her pack did.

"i was just in the neighborhood, thought i’d stop by. kin’a smacked my face on a branch, though."

as if just noticing the injury now, he began to wipe at his nose, making a few nasally yelps of pain as the adrenalin wore off.

"oww—! shit, fuck, oww…"

[koshxmar]

                    " ---do you know how late it is? "

               her words were almost growled as she spoke to the younger boy, amazed that he even made it through the forest without getting himself severely hurt. As nice as it was to see him, she simply wished it would have been at an earlier time. Unfortunately, he couldn't really call to forewarn her, because Onya doesn't have a phone. She hates technology, really.

                        lips press together as she let her weapon lower, holding on with a single hand as she took his arm in her other. " ----you were in the neighborhood? Were you painting again? " Onya questioned, dragging the young one along like some rag doll until they got into the house, door shut and locked to keep both cold and vermin away. Lazily, the Wolf had tossed her gun upon the couch where she considered 'safe', proceeding to turn towards him with a stern expression. 

                             " ----what did you do to nose? "

[xetl]

how game of thrones should end

[booksandwildthings]

#khal drogo just #descends from the heavens #on a flaming stallion #punches everyone in the face #and sits his fine dothraki ass down on the iron throne #until daenerys shows up #then he stands #dusts the seat off a bit #and steps aside for his khalessi

[infiniterhapsody]

I’M SORRY I COULDN’T RESIST, HE HAD TO BLUSH

[koshxmar]

                          looks at the iPhone.....

                          crushes the iphone.