daydreamer 👁️🪽

my name is silencieux, silan for short. I’m 22 y.o. adult, artist, writer and plushie lover.

this blog is dedicated to:

⛧ my plushies and their adventures,

⛧ my figurines(mlp, lps, sylvanian families etc),

⛧ my dolls,

⛧ and plushie art.

this blog is sfw, but you might find hard topics here(such as different types of horror, descriptions of manipulation, toxic relationships and mental illnesses in my stories etc)

I speak ukrainian, polish and english.

I block freely but my main dni is: russians (why? see this post), pro-russians, trump supporters, homophobes, service plush/disability support plush haters, sexists, ableists etc.

people who like drama and being rude: do not disturb.

boundaries:

you can message me, send me asks, tag me if necessary, draw my plushies/characters and such, I don’t mind! I’m very friendly and chill as long as I receive polite treatment in return.

please, don’t copy my plushies’ lore and my identity. I don’t mind you being inspired though but do not copy.

my socials: tiktok, youtube, instagram. my main blog is @gsilencieux

art status: requests are closed (for now), commissions are open! you can place your order on ko-fi!

my plushies:

⛧ Lucifer’s lore part 1, part 2

plus my ex upset me a lot today so it’s been a rough day mentally.

Dagny at the hotel and a couple of photos from today!

I think that was pretty obvious, isn’t it? 😅

I apologise in advance for the lack of posting! things have been pretty busy for me. currently I'm working on my submission for a contest and a commission from ko-fi, and after that I'll start packing for my trip to Georgia. on the 3rd of july, my sister and I are going to Poznań to stay the night, and the next morning we'll catch our flight to Georgia.

Dagny lost her mother at a very young age. when she was only two months old, her mother was killed by a red fox. from then on, she had to survive by stealing food from other predators and staying hidden whenever she could. her caution and agility were the only reasons she made it through.

as she grew older, Dagny began stealing more than just food. she drags anything that catches the light back to her den, whether it’s valuable or not. she’s become a real nuisance to the local farmers, but no one has ever managed to catch her. clever, observant, and quick on her feet, Dagny is always one step ahead.

eventually, the villagers decided it was easier to make peace with her than to fight her. they started leaving pieces of meat along with little trinkets — beads, colorful stones, buttons, cheap metal jewelry, and anything else they thought she might like. Dagny turns these treasures into jewelry for herself, or simply tucks them away in the corners of her den.

Dagny never talks behind anyone’s back. she says exactly what’s on her mind and never hides how she truly feels about others. she’s confident in herself and in her abilities, and she couldn’t care less what anyone thinks.

ehhh, first of all, that’s okay to ask questions, don’t worry.

and second of all… I didn’t want to talk about this here, but now I see that it may confuse people.

(tw: war, food trauma, mention of dead bodies)

so, yeah, I’m Ukrainian. I was born in Mariupol which was practically wiped off the face of the earth by russia in 2022. my family and I spent 20 days in the basement when it all started. no food, no electricity, no mobile connection, no internet, none of the basic necessities that everyone should have. it was the end of winter and I remember it was very cold, but because the infrastructure was destroyed there was no heating. russians destroyed everything: maternity hospitals, kindergartens, schools, residential buildings. it's hard to count the number of war crimes they committed back then.

mom says she saw dead bodies everywhere. no one buried them. it was too dangerous to leave the shelter.

every day could have been our last.

it's very difficult for me to talk about this.

after experiencing all that stress, I started having health problems, I had nightmares, and I developed food insecurity-related trauma. I was diagnosed with PTSD.