#mildchild

[cargokult]

Lanfan Sauvage #wildchild #snoutpecker #enfantsauvage #museau #mildchild #precolombian #spiritanimal #caninecunt https://www.instagram.com/p/CF_i91rBO5H/?igshid=9p8cznq8drsf

[almibares]

This Is The First Day Of Your Life.

The microclimate in the cavern prevents you from fighting against the flames outside. But what if you are meant to fight those flames? Your skin will definitely be damaged but it will acquire a new character. Scars of war, they call them. Aesthetically unpleasant but proudly shown. If you trace a scar with your finger, you will go back to that forest where you suddenly found yourself surrounded by your enemies. It will give you the creeps. And it will even hurt the way it hurt at that precise moment. But then you will feel the rush of your quick movements to keep yourself safe. And you will feel relief.

Memories are made that way. Our mind has not developed enough to only keep the best memories. We have to keep them all: good and bad; take it or leave it. When I was a child, I was playing in the forest with my friend, and we didn't leave until it was dark. I decided to go with her and find her tribe instead of coming back with my people. I have never felt more unwelcome. They left me isolated, next to the shed's door. A mistreated little child just for not being one of them. The next morning I escaped back to the forest with my friend. She said 'Don't worry, you will soon forget about this and everything will be fine.' And I swear that I really tried and tried to erase these memories from my mind, but at my current age, I haven't.

They say that there is an oasis beyond the flames; a beautiful, green place full of water and flowers. The temperature must be similar to the cavern's. But there is also light, colours, and fresh air to breathe. The braves who dared to fight the flames are happily there, more or less damaged or wounded; it's just a matter of luck. They all have their painful memories of their struggle. But they also shared something before taking their chance to escape from our long-term captivity: grit, hope, and love. Now they all feel sheer satisfaction. Despite their burnt skin.

[askthesuperwholockgang]

I've been too busy covering my eyes while you tear apart the Mogares ship. My hands are occupied with that, rather than typing. Sorry! D: MY SHIP IS SINKING AND THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DOOOOO. *violently sobbing* ~MildChild

Only in the 30 day au! well… mostly in the 30 day au….. huh.AH NO CRYING

uh

UH WHAT DO I DO?!

*awkwardly pats shoulder* 

[askthesuperwholockgang]

Heh... This magic!anon kind of works more me, considering the "Child" part in my name. Only problem is HOW THE HELL AM I GOING TO BE STRONG ENOUGH TO PUSH THE MODDY INTO AGARES? I'm a weakling now! *flails arms around desperately*

Hah! Awh, that is so cute!-mod masonMason,don't awh at the anons.-john

[askthesuperwholockgang]

...I'm not sure if this M!A is a good thing or a bad thing, considering I can re-start Mogares from scratch, but you're back to being an arrogant yet sexy bastard, Agares. Hmmm... ~MildChild

I always have been and always will be.-the old!agares Don't even bother.-mod mason

[askthesuperwholockgang]

*grumbles* Okay, I'm impatient, AND DON'T CARE IF IT'S GRADUAL. I'M GOING TO MAKE THIS FUCKING SHIP HAPPEN. *grabs Agares and Mod Mason by their hair and pull their faces together for face-face contact* There. My work is done. *walks off and climbs into a nearby limo, slamming the door* ~MildChild

AH!*Oulls away, falling down*-Handcuffed!mod mason

haha-Woah!*Falls down too, damn handcuffs*-handcuffed agares!john

 agares... GET OFF OF ME-Handcuffed!mod mason

do you know how hard that is when you're connected to someone?!-Handcuffed agares!john

[askthesuperwholockgang]

Heh. Not quite the anon of reason. Unless you meant that in a different way. But either way, I LOVE YOU ALL. *End cheesy post that I hope actually meant something to someone...* ~MildChild

 Meant something to me....

haha,  thanks, darling!

[askthesuperwholockgang]

Hah! I win! *does victory dance of pure victory* Who cares if it was on a bet? WHO CARES? They kissed! *holds up Agares and Mod Mason dolls and make them kiss* HAH! ~MildChild

You all act like we haven't kissed before.-Agares

WE'VE KISSED BEFORE?!-Mod mason

oh... yea you were a ghost when that happened and you don't remember anything from then.... huh.-Agares