He/they Achillean.
my mate is @phantom-w0lfbane.
🌑🐺 🩶dark nautical + Dullcore 🦈🌊 🌫️
I am a
Lycanthrope/Siren hybrid!
Miscanis community member [alpha]
minor
caretaker alter
My name is River Dacian and I use He/they, and i am Demimale/GNC neoboy.
i am omni-romantic, with male preference (thought I also say I an Vincian/achillean) , and demiace
i am a lycanthrope, and I shift into a melanistic sea wolf, though I have siren ancestry.
i am technically part of the "miscecanis" verse. I am an Αlpha. however, I keep it as SFW as I can. (however, watch out for ruts. i can get... freaky.)
sea+ink+sage scent 🌊🌿
Dullcore +Sirencore + 2020's Alt + Dark Nautical aesthetic
<3<3 MY BOYFRIEND<3<3 (@phantom-w0lfbane)
my boyfriend/mate is a Hunter TOH fictive. if you selfship with Hunter I please ask you to DNI.(I’m fine with platonic or familial selfshippers)
I am an alter in the Canis Collective.
Tags-
#Starshine <3 = my boyfriend
#wolfing out = werewolf posting
#singing to the waves = siren posting
Httyd, TOH, gf, and cavetown fan <3
sharks and orcas are the coolest animals
DNI IF 18+, NSFW, HUNTER SELFSHIP, PRO/DARKSHIP, ANTIALTERHUMAN, QUEERPHOBIC, "PRO-HARASSMENT" OR RADQUEER.
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Pairing: Hunter x ftm!reader
Fandom: The Owl House
Pronouns: he/him
note: this is part one (1) of a potentially discontinued series titled "Opposites Distract." i've posted this on wattpad several years ago but i remember abandoning it because i was no longer interested in toh. however, ive found that old interest again so i'm hoping to maybe get back into this series, as well as rewriting it a little because i'm not the happiest with the way it plays out. no guarantees on continuing it fully though. this is also pasted from google docs, so it may look kind of odd in tumblr format. that being said, thank you, and happy reading!
Opposites Distract
hunter x ftm!reader
୨⎯ "one." ⎯୧
i.
Dashing through Bonesborough, you knocked things over to block your pursuers from making it to you. You turned hard into a nearby alley before turning around and checking to see how the guards were holding up. Long story short: They were pissed.
“Hold it right there, in the name of The Emperor’s Coven!” The three guards skidded around the corner, one knocking into a bin and passing out. “Steve!!” One of the guards called to the now-out-cold coven scout and hurried to kneel beside him.
Checking behind you for any potential means of escape, you noticed the wall a few feet from you was just barely tall enough for you to scale. As you turned back, the infamous Golden Guard rounded the corner and shouted, his staff raised and shoulders tight. “Stop right there, we have you cornered once and for all, Siren!!”
You contemplated your decisions.
“All things considered,” you said loud enough for them all to hear as you tepped forward. Only enough for the wall to be far enough to jump over. You took off your cloak, revealing the grey-ish horns jutting from your head. The cloak was held out in front of you between two fingers, and with your other hand you drew a bright orange spell circle. Soon enough, the edges of the deep purple satin flared and released the smell of burnt fabric, burning brightly and illuminating your unmasked features.
“How about you go home and tell Bel-ass that I put up a good fight, eh sweetheart?”
You blew on the flames to put them out, and then tossed the satin cloak over towards the guards. The singed edges landed on ‘Steve’s head as you jumped up and boosted yourself with the wings on your shoes, glaring down at the guards in question. Once you were at least 8 feet up, you carefully stepped onto the ledge of the wall behind you. “Now this was fun, but I have a date to get to. ‘Love ya~!”
As you turned on your heel and dropped off the other end, you could hear as The Golden Guard and his companions cursed at themselves for their, yet again, failed attempt to catch you. Your lips tugged at the corners.
.
“Hey babes! How 're you holding up?” You stepped against the sleek wooden surface of the windowsill, peeking in to make sure no unwanted visitors happened to be there. “name!!!” The small voice of a girl called towards you, and the sound of light footsteps padding to the window followed it.
You scooted forward to sit on the edge of the window, your legs dangling off the end. “Hi princess!” You opened your arms, indicating a hug, which the little girl energetically jumped into, clinging to you like a lemur. “Buba, I missed you so much!” Isabelle's smile practically stretched from ear-to-ear, warping the marks in her skin and around her puffy cheeks.
You returned the smile, standing properly and dropping off the windowsill after letting go of the little witch. You looked around the solemn bedroom, noticing the absence of a second presence.
Isabelle hopped in your footsteps, following as you searched the room. “Hey hun, where’s Pastion?” you ask, finally facing her again with a look of mild concern mixed with confusion. She stops and looks at you, her puffy cheeks gently lowering into more of a neutral, slightly darkened expression. Your muscles tightened and your brow furrowed at her lack of reaction.
You leaned down in front of her, gently brushing a bit of her long hair behind her ear. She folds her hands in her lap and steps back from you, hopping up onto her bed. “Oh… Granny went and talked to him. They’re going shopping." Your body relaxed at those words, opting to sit cross-legged on the carpeted floor in front of her fluffy pink bed. Her lips quivered as she felt more words slide across her tongue. You waited.
"She said she wanted to take him to the conf-” she tried, stumbling on a word she didn’t seem to know too well. “The con…conf..-”
A beat of silence passed as she tried to formulate her words, but a chill went down your spine at where this may have been headed. You hoped it wasn’t what you were thinking.
“Conformation..?” Her words were filled with doubt, and yet she smiled up at you with crooked teeth as if to convey the opposite. Your shoulders almost deflated, believing it wasn’t to be worried about.
Almost.
“Granny wants to go shopping with him so he’s ready for the conformation. She wanted to take me with her, but she said she could only take one of us at a time.” Her words were something you’d dreaded since you noticed the boy’s absence, but that last bit of an explanation stilled all movement within you. You muttered a quiet curse under your breath, every fiber of your being screaming at you to do something about it.
It was all you could manage to force a smile and nod, looking into her bright eyes and feigning ignorance.
.
I stepped into the throne room, cloak blowing a draft up into my ankles as my loud footsteps followed my every move. It sent a sort of a shiver down my spine, but I pushed down any sort of physical discomfort I may have felt.
“Emperor Belos." My voice feels foreign in my throat as a proud voice leaves my lips, alien to my own ears. My posture remained sickeningly straight despite the pounding in my chest and the rapid pumping of blood in my skull. My lips parted again.
“We almost had him, I-”
A sharp object - hard and sticky from its origins inside Belos' body - shot past me before I could blink, cutting every though I'd had right off and making my heart beat quicker. It very nearly missed my cheek, instead finding its place in the wall a few feet behind me. I took a few breaths in, as I'd been instructed by Kikimora in the past, but my lungs failed me, collapsing under the ribcage that now felt disgustingly tight.
I blinked, my vision falling on curled fingers and snarled teeth. Bright, piercing blue eyes accompanied the image. I felt my heart stop.
“You dare come in here, with all that pride and snark, while empty handed?!” His screams worm their way into my ears, hot saliva and sharp teeth shooting out in the midst of it. My nose wrinkled at the smell of rot on his tongue. “I actually thought you’d been useful for once.” The degradation stung, and I found myself clutching my chest, as if to protect my heart from external harm. It always hurt more when I'd been proud of myself. Still, he didn’t notice my physical slip-up.
“Hunter, you must hear me when I say this: mess up again and there will be consequences.” His clawed fingers back away, and I let out a breath I didn't realise I'd been holding. The man turned, making his way back to his throne and picking up the mask that had slipped from his face in all his anger. The sleek material found his face once more, concealing every ounce of rage he'd just released.
“But Uncle, listen to me," I tried, swallowing so hard I was convinced I might choke. He remained silent, so I left it as a sign to continue. "We almost had him, we fought for a while and I had him down.”
My explanation was poor. The lie didn't sit well behind my teeth, and by the way Belos' fingers has tightened around the arms of his throne, I could tell it had spilled out from behind them. “Enough!” Belos shouted, signaling for Kikimora to escort me out of the throne room. When had she got there?
I flinched at the amount of anger he truly expressed, fingers coming up to card through my hair. Kikimora looked so fucking smug when she got the chance to lead me away, as if she’d somehow won a competition against herself. What hubris.
I reluctantly left the throne room despite myself. As upset as it made me to let the woman lead me by the arm, I knew better than anyone not to disobey the Emperor.
Once Kikimora had finally let go of me, I made my way through the hallways of the building and entered my own person bedroom. It was one Uncle had given me out of the kindness in his heart, and as appreciative as I was, nausea welled up in my stomach at the thought.
Just as I'd gone to sit on my plush resting place, an unfamiliar kind of colour caught my eye. An obnoxious colour that only the most annoying criminals in the Boiling Isles would dare to wear.
A dark purple satin cloak hanging from my coat rack.
I actually had a lot of fun rewriting this, so my hopes are pretty high for continuing it in the future. I am honestly really in love with my story building for this whole series and I miss it. We'll see.
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Please read this because it is EXTREMELY important me (a transgender man) and to other trans individuals.
The US Government is currently trying to pass an incredibly dangerous national law for trans youth called HR 2616.
This bill would ban all Federally funded schools from teaching about gender identity or sexual orientation, prevent teachers from using the correct pronouns and names for trans students, remove books with any trans representation in them, and even go as far as to prevent teachers from acknowledging trans identity AT ALL.
Any school that does not follow this will lose all federal funding. This bill would also require teachers to forcibly out trans students to their families, which would be fatal to any trans student with a transphobic Family or just hateful family in general. Trans people are already a group that already has some of the highest rates of being victim to suicide, domestic violence, and sexual assault.
This bill actively makes teachers put those innocent children at such a big risk. This bill has rapidly passed the house this week with support from all 209 republicans, as well as 8 democrats. But, it's still being voted on in the senate, which means there is still time to help stop this.
To help stop this, you can visit 5calls.org (look up 2616 in the search bar), one of the most top issues filed Oppose Attacks on LGBTQ+ Students. Once you put in your general location, it will pull-up contact information for your senator, and give you a script for calling them.
If you are a minor and/or do not feel comfortable doing this, PLEASE repost this on here, or any other platform you are on/can find! This needs to be heard and fought against.
As someone who is genderfluid/genderqueer and lives in America I cannot stand for this for both myself and every other trans person here. Please keep rebooting and get as many people as possible to help us out, even if you don’t live in America!
@starryeyedseraphim @bi-r-a-r-a @onealonelynumber @itsbeeugaymers @friendshapedbeing @bluetbluish and anyone else who wants to reblog! This is very important (and I don’t have a lot of people to tag so I need your help)
⊹ ࣪ ˖ "She's a marine biologist who stopped publishing papers two years ago. What she found didn't have a peer-reviewed category."
⊹ ࣪ ˖ The lighthouse has been automated since 1994. The light still goes dark on certain nights, manually, from the inside.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ Every coastal town has one person who can hear the ocean even when they're nowhere near it. They all look a little tired.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ "The fishermen have a word for what lives below the drop-off. They use it quietly, and never near the water."
⊹ ࣪ ˖ There are shipwrecks at the bottom that don't match any maritime record. The ships aren't from anywhere that exists anymore.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ She swims every morning at dawn. Has for years. She's never once gotten cold. She's stopped thinking about why.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ "The harbor master keeps a second log. It's not for the port authority. It's for whatever watches the port from below."
⊹ ࣪ ˖ The ocean has moods that don't match the weather. The locals schedule around them like appointments.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ "There are songs you're not supposed to sing on a boat. He didn't know that. The boat did."
⊹ ࣪ ˖ Something has been mapping the coastline from the water side for decades. The maps it makes are more accurate than anything we've produced.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ The seafloor near the cove is too warm. Has been since records began. No geological reason. Everyone local just calls it the warm place and moves on.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ "She collects sea glass. One piece came up already shaped into letters. She hasn't gone back in the water since."
⊹ ࣪ ˖ The dive team went down to 600 feet. All of them came back. None of them will talk about the last twenty feet.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ The ocean has a memory. It's longer than ours. It's not particularly fond of us for it.
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welcome to a post about how yumeship and selfship are not a one to one in history or culture: and why many using yumeship to mean "just the japanese word for selfship" have watered down in origin.
hello anyone reading this post. we are a japanese system here to bring up the use of yumeship in western groups. we see many in liomogai using it hence why we are making a post on this blog. but this applies to anyone outside of liomogai as well. warning that we have dyslexia and schizophrenia which may affect wording but we're trying to be helpful and easy to understand :]. this post is being written by a blurred front + multiple alters to explain the we/us use. we also want to clarify this is not us gatekeeping non japanese people from using yumeship. it is fully fine to do so! this post is not trying to make everyone stop altogether.
let's have an easy start to this. yume in japanese means dream. it's rooted in the concepts of dreams and imagination. i'll assume, or at least hope all who use yumeship know this. anyway yumeship and other yume(x) words are from dream novel culture that originated in the 1990s and early 2000s. do you who use yumeship know what a dream novel is? in simple terms it does indeed dive into and mean fanfiction, but a specific type. it's a culture using self inserts and selfshipping yes, but specifically to a much stronger emotional level. it was made to strengthen self projection. "becoming the main character and entering the original work like a dream". there is notable history leaning into delusions actually, which we've never seen any western people really.. mention. it's an interesting side to the history but obviously isn't the entire reason for being yumeship; just a side of the culture. yumeship also, especially back then, was always self inserting in as the protagonist and having everything and everyone revolve around you. not as a side or background character. our first question for others is; how common in western self shipping is that definition / situation what you mean by selfshipping? if not, how come yumeship is being used?
onto the next part of the words. there's a different vibe when saying "I self ship with x" vs "I dream of / imagine being with x". obviously the yumeship community has broadened and grown, but that's always been the root of the word. it's something we are confused on when we see some people using yumeship instead of selfship, especially those who are uncomfortable with people implying the relationship is not real or imagination. using it when imagination & dreams are the origin of the literal word. so that is our second question; if you are someone who is uncomfortable with that yet uses yumeship, why? what makes it feel fitting? did you know the above information when deciding it fit?
we also want to touch on other words part of the culture:
yumejoshi meaning dreaming girl. nowadays we see many call it the feminine word for people who yumeship, to be more inclusive we assume which is good! but we do want people to know it originally is labeled as "female-aligned individuals / women", since joshi translates to young woman / girl and female. for anyone who doesn't wish to be called either.
yumedanshi meaning dreaming boy. same as the above where nowadays we see many call it the masculine word for people who yumeship. but it originally is labeled as "male aligned individuals / men", since danshi translates to young man / boy and male. for anyone who doesn't wish to be called either.
we think there should be inclusive words for feminine people who are not women or female, same with masculine people who are not men or male. we think the terms can be made more broad, but don't want any to mistranslate the words. there are two options we know of :]! yumejin or yumebito meaning dreaming person, both options use person rather than a strict gender. unfortunately we rarely if ever see those mentioned much western wise.
another thing involving those. we seen some people say that yumejoshi and yumedanshi are the long versions of yume in general. which isn't accurate as explained above. due to this we often see people say "i'm a yume", "i'm a sharing/nonsharing yume". when you translate the full phrase into japanese it's just saying "i'm a dream", "i'm a sharing/nonsharing dream" it sounds more confusing when actually translating it does it not? we will add in that saying "yumes" at least does make sense, dreamers is a word that is used in dream novels. but that being said, our third question; if you call yourself a yume, do you also call yourself a dream? if not how come? if the answer is along the lines of "people know what i mean by yume", english wise, likely, if they know what yumeship is at least. but we need to consider the actual language it's from. why is it seen as normal to randomly insert a japanese word into an english sentence. (we are not referring to actual bilingual conversations that naturally do so.) why is it often if not only japanese that gets words picked to use?
we are unsure how to properly make an ending note for this. but we hope it was able to give people some free information and history to enjoy, alongside causing others to consider if yumeship actually fits them or not - ❔️
you know that audio that goes something like "forget about touching grass, i need to touch the SEA. i need to go in the WATER. I NEED TO GO IN THERE." yeah so thats me all the time
This term is called Obsessick, as in [Obsess]ion + Sick. I made this term as an alternative to other terms out there, like yandere or lovesick, because I either didn't like the term or just didn't feel like they described me properly.
Obsessick is about obsessive love that makes you or others feel sick. It's about having (consensual) relationships that would make others call you sick. It's about obsession, adoration and love in a twisted, loving bundle.
I don't expect others to use this term, though if others do, I welcome it. This is a part of myself I am putting out here incase others like me find that no other word just fits right. This term encompasses all love that makes you feel such ways, not just romantic love.
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