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@littlewolfofnosgoth
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Raziel: I have no idea what girls like.
Umah: Swords.
Raziel: This makes everything a lot easier.
Big mood.
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So I saw this tweet and all that came to mind was the men who came up with those terms who probably lived in terrible fear that an unmarried woman might reach the ancient age of thirty and ascend to True Royalty, then proceed to dethrone the current rulers and become the rightful Queen of the land.
here’s the tweet
Bring back Thornbacks and hatpins.
Van Helsing (2004) + werewolves
For Anon
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"Captain,' The Lord of the Cove hums. Eldritch of his azure silk and regality, one armored limb gracefully beckoning her at his side. The electric blue eyes peering through his crowned mask upon the Wolf-Captain as his voice - strong yet musical of effortless temp - invited, 'Walk with me tonight."
Donned in the lupine metal armor, the captain turned to the beckoning royal. Golden eyes gazing behind the wolf-like helm that hid her recognizable features. Before approaching, she finished discussing the patrols and plans to her fellow guards, who have saluted in respect and departed.
Dark azure cloak flowed behind in her powerful stride, bristling wolf pelt around her back and shoulder that nestled under the armor. A bow presented before the man as soon as Mae stopped in front. “Yes, my lord. What is on your mind?”
Lord Rahab looked to the vampiress in her strong prowling stride under the distinguished tap of boots and flow of her scent-catching pelt. His eyes watched her like a great cat onto a hunting wolf, two creatures of different breeds. His closer guard - just unworldly elegant and darkly noble as he - silently departed like silvery wraiths as their transparent tassels danced in the night wind to give them a solitary walk.
“Many things, Captain.” He said, turning to begin his walk down the palace’s great stair for the courtyard adorned by the Lunar Fountain crowned by the purposely neutral depiction of a vampire kneeling as they poured the Cove waters into its great basin and the Six Great Clan Champions to pose their respects and honours in the Rahabim Clan’s heart. “How is the guard training proceeding for the human’s Outer City?”
The She-Wolf hidden under the guise of the city’s captain of the guard walked next to him with a posture of respect - back straight and gaze attentive. To the untrained eye, she seemed to be a mere underling of Rahab’s clan. Foot steps clinked under her soles, heel to stone in their descent down. Her attention didn’t fall upon the statues of the great Clan Lords, for she have seen them daily in many years.
“Slow, but progressing. We need to be sure we have the right people for the task, or risk failure to protect, or betrayal. I have hopes we will meet our numbers within this month.”
"Captain,' The Lord of the Cove hums. Eldritch of his azure silk and regality, one armored limb gracefully beckoning her at his side. The electric blue eyes peering through his crowned mask upon the Wolf-Captain as his voice - strong yet musical of effortless temp - invited, 'Walk with me tonight."
Donned in the lupine metal armor, the captain turned to the beckoning royal. Golden eyes gazing behind the wolf-like helm that hid her recognizable features. Before approaching, she finished discussing the patrols and plans to her fellow guards, who have saluted in respect and departed.
Dark azure cloak flowed behind in her powerful stride, bristling wolf pelt around her back and shoulder that nestled under the armor. A bow presented before the man as soon as Mae stopped in front. “Yes, my lord. What is on your mind?”
“Why is there a pentagram on your floor” okay first of all mom, it’s not a pentagram, and second, what were you doing in my apartment
oh shit I summoned my mom
a parentagram
sun: 🌞 me: shut the fuck
moon: 🌙
me: ily
if youve never physically been in the presence of like, a real live wolf, and you probably wont get the chance to, heres some stuff about them you should know
a wolf’s fur is so unbelievably thick that you can get like, your whole hand into it while petting. and then you can keep going
wolves are a lot bigger than you think they are. think about how big you think a wolf is then just like double that
they dont really smell like dog but they DO smell and youre not going to be able to figure out if its a good smell or not
a wolf really wants to lick the inside of your mouth. he will not stop trying to lick the inside of your mouth at any cost, and generally speaking you need to press your lips together kind of tightly when he approaches your face so that he doesnt worm his damn tongue in there to give you what he thinks is an appropriate greeting
a wolf doesnt really want to look at you while you pet him but he wants you to pet him. hes embarrassed
if a grown ass wolf decides to lay down on you, you just have to deal with it and thats your life now
young wolves, much like young dogs, are overwhelmingly goofy and stupid. a teenage wolf will see your very fragile, very human shoulder and go “i can probably step on that with my full weight” and then he will do it
letting a wolf eat out of your hand is actually not remotely frightening, and youll want to do it all day
I wanna know who did this research.
well, i did!
in the interest of science, have tested & can confirm
people surprised we domesticated wolves apperantly dont realize we were made for each other, like two halves of one larger dork organism
survive out of spite. survive as a witness. survive as a warning to the future. survive so these stories do not disappear
I get the point but this also comes off as really ominous and i enjoy that
survive or else
Can you reblog this if the mun is 18+
when the humans actually think that you’re a normal dog and let you in the outpost without suspecting a thing
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The Neo Sarafan lost a good amount of intel that night.
I feel like you’ll appreciate this photo I took several years ago when I was in school of a raven getting spooked by something in the bushes
rawing people on couches is so hard yet most of my ideas involve that
DRAWING
I MEANT DRAWING PEOPLE ON COUCHES