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[soul-serpents]

Trapped in stasis with the one goddess you cant stand

[vixiestarfrost]

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗Intro Post! ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

Hello I’m Vixiestarfrost, but I go by Vixie!

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I take art requests

Christian (I love my lord and savior!)

No commissions

I’m a minor! Don’t be weird!

cursing is fine, but don’t be over excessive about it.

I am a leo and my b-day is August 6th

I have ADHD so sometimes I’m all over the place, so pls be patient with me when idk what I am doing!

Meh fav animal if a fox 🦊

I constantly am updating my intro post so if you want to keep up pls keep checking!

Feel free to spam my inbox!

I am currently writing a book called Fox of Ember. It is about a fox named Vixie who is traveling to discover the secret of her father’s disappearance and why a strange group of foxes tried to kill Vixie, and managed to kill her sister, Dixie. She must meet new friends along the way, and find the truth behind it all.

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💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 0 · Chapter 1: Fox of Ember · Chapter 1 As she headed out of the den, she looked around to find that all of her family had wok

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💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 0 · Prologue: Fox of Ember · Prologue Red fur flashed at the edge of her vision. She flung around to see what it was, but the

Some fandoms I’m in:

MLB (Miraculous Ladybug)

Dream smp

Pokemon

Warrior cats

WOF (Wings of Fire)

Foxcraft

Lilo and Stitch

Harry Potter

Aphmau

Cash and Nico (not really anymore tho)

Minecraft

Animal crossing new horizons

(More coming soon (maybe))

My IRL Friends!

@vickysnowpawz @obsidiansandwich @cosmoseyekon

Things I enjoy doing!

Reading

watching tv

drawing/coloring

hanging out with friends

making gacha

playing minecraft

playing animal crossing

Going to church

My persona below! I would love if ppl would draw it!

Here is the link to my Foxcraft community!

Foxcraft fans • Community on Tumblr

A community for Foxcraft fans

(I love Bristlefrost)

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[noee33]

[er-idkhehe]

The councillors are struggling to find ways to make Fintan cooperative.

and suddenly Oralie Sparkle an idea

aka the councillors are failures and need Bronte’s rizz to get Fintan to work with them.

tw: swearing, mentions of the forbidden conga, and Fintante. Oh and Oralie + Bronte friendship . Oh and the first two parts are in Bronte’s POV and then it’s Fintans.

“Hey, Bronte.”

Bronte usually did not fare well with visitors but the elf staring at him seemed to find ways to make him almost… friendlier.

“Hello, how may I help you?” The blond elf punched his arm playfully “no need to be so fancy! I’m only your best friend ever”

sometimes it was scary how similar Oralie and Fintan were.

Bronte rolled his eyes and huffed a breath “very well, still, what are you looking for?” surely coming into his castle couldn’t just be for fun, then again, Oralie did seem to enjoy his company.

“I need a favour,” Bronte looked at her in question. The younger of the two grinned sheepishly “we cannot seem to get Fintan to answer to talk, so I thought maybe… you could convince him?”

Bronte snorted “may I ask what has conceived this idea?” Oralie gave him a knowing look.

he chose to ignore it.

“I am quite busy currently and would appreci-“

“you literally have nothing to do. You have been face-planted on your bed for the past few hours, which is good, your finally sleeping, but you have free-time so please? Or we will all go crazy”

He blinked, once. Then twice. Then thrice. “What makes you think I can convince him?”

Oralie gave him another knowing look “didn’t you guys fuck?”

Bronte was good at masking him expressions usually. It took long for one to decipher his face, a twitch of an eyebrow, a split second smirk.

but it did not take a skilled elf to decipher how he felt as his face turned tomato read and buried his pointed face in his hands.

Bronte choked slightly and half-heartedly agreed.

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“Well hello old friend,” the raspy voice echoed through his ice prison: made specially to ensure no flames may be sparked. Bronte knew how hard it was to surpress an ability, there had been a time he was forced to by the elven population. Yet he still voted for Pyrokinesis to be banned. It was simply foolish, although that seemed to be the ancients specialty.

foolishness.

“I hope this little meeting of your wont have you just sitting there sulking, councillor.” The voice was awfully smug.

Bronte hated that voice.

and loved it.

foolishness.

“Yes, actually Finan, we have plenty of information we need attained from you.” The brown haired elf’s clipped tone made the pyromaniac somehow grimace and grin simultaneously.

“yes, I do recall you needing information about Elysian. And I’m not giving any.”

Bronte has asked the guards to take a short leave outside of the prison so they could guard it effectively without risking them overhearing.

Fintan was still talked, not that Bronte was really listening. Fintan looked attractive even when he was weak, his eyes were beautiful.

unfairly beautiful.

foolishness

Fintan had sharp cheekbones, lying behind pale skin: paler than usual due to extreme temperatures and shit food.

Fintan was still speaking, his lips were somehow still fairly coloured despite placement.

What would it take to kiss those lips once more?

To feel his slender hands on his own body.

as Fintan began removing the clo- NO!

They were done.

they had to be councillors, that was the end. They didn’t love eachother.

or maybe… they did?

no… that was wrong.

foolish

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Fintan had stopped talking, and began watching his ex in mild interest.

Bronte was doing the thing again, where he was so lost in thought he forgot he wasn’t 25 anymore.

thousands of years it had been.

thousands.

“Please Fintan. We really need this.” Came Bronte’s overdue answer.

Fintan wanted to laugh.

but… when did Bronte say please?

never.

not unless-

Please Fintan, I need you, I need-

Fintan shut down the memory before the pain returned.

too late now.

the beautiful man standing in front of him had chosen.

the world over Fintan.

it was selfless, that was Bronte, selfless, beautiful, kind person.

with horrible people surrounding him.

Fintan was so angry that they banned Pyrokinesis, did they not know every night he was filled with grief over the friends they lost? Did they truly not understand that he was the cause of so much death.

did they not?

and then they expect him to give them answers, which would never happen-

soft lips touched his in a quick tiny kiss. Yet, somehow it lasted at least a hundred years.

Bronte mumbled an apology.

when had he got into Fintans cell? When has he approached him?

why were grey eyes staring at him with warmth? And freezing cold.

Fintan found himself immediately telling everything he knew about Elysian to the ancient bit younger than him councillor.

Bronte looked stunned, and then smirked pretending that that was the plan which had worked.

Fintan didn’t care, he thought there last kiss was going to be hundreds of years ago and yet-

Bronte seemed to realise what he had done, flushes, stood and began stalking away.

Fintan couldn’t help but yell after him “I hate You, Minty! (An old nickname) I hate that I love you!”

[everyonesadoptivedad]

me merging my interests i guess bc idk? i can?

here’s kandreil in hungarian, russian and polish traditional uhhh clothing

[penyanbra]

we yes WE fw my gene art

anyways fhats my boyfriend and my art lololol

[alaskan-wallflower]

i guess i need an outsider’s (ha) perspective on this

for the drawing i’m doing, it’s supposed to kinda go along with the winter theme. i don’t have the greasers wearing their jean jackets and stuff that really fits the greaser style (sans dally, maybe ponyboy). like i doodled steve wearing a philadelphia eagles hoodie rather than a jean jacket and two-bit wearing one of those dumbass sweaters. would this make them unrecognizable, do you think? i don’t have it all drawn out and what i do have drawn looks like shit cause i’m having some uh. problems. so i don’t wanna show it but idk give me ur thoughts please and thank you 🙏

[arkhamssknightt]

finney being bullied but the kids in the late 70's/80's at his school are genuinely brutal as fuck so they bully him about getting assaulted. like in the worst way possible. calling him names and asking questions about it, making comments when he goes to the bathroom or is in the bathroom, saying things about how he's "excited to go home" so he can go do things that he doesn't and will never do.