flags for kin/kinling, lunther, and perilter/perilther, all of which are sibling terms for instinctant, lasomifan, and origiyn respectively.
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flags for kin/kinling, lunther, and perilter/perilther, all of which are sibling terms for instinctant, lasomifan, and origiyn respectively.
terms/flags by us. tagging @radiomogai and @dimensen.

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neuroling, kinling, linkling, musicling, objectling, and general source
objectling; A mind who is based off an object
general source; A mind who is sourced from something, typically intended for sources that aren't clear cut or which don't fit any other source terms
music, brain, shapes, and source symbols
( musicling flag isn't intended to replace the existing one, just match our other templates. because we love matching )
for some reason while i’ve been developing our minds, i’ve realized nearly all of them are brain-made and medialess.
vanille was the first and sort of just popped into existence one day (i remember the day, i remember the time, i remember exactly what i was doing)
some of them are kinlings, but not… in a normal way? like they’re based on my (ghost, the anchor and centre mind) theriotypes but they AREN’T actually my theriotypes. evie is based on my dogkin/puppykin, but she’s a breed that i’m not. koda is a church grim, our only true kinling.
i know fictlings are pretty common. maybe it’s just because none of us are very interested in most fictional media, and not truly invested in any. but we don’t mind being brain-made! some of us just suddenly begin existing involuntarily (like vanille and evie) and some of us were slowly developed through trial and error and what felt right (koda). and i love that for us :)
You can't hide what lies inside you It's the only thing you've known—
© Uchiha Shiro
for @d3stroia and myself c:

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[ ♥ ] continued- @kinling
careful creatures, tantalizing trebles tipping each scale for the other. a touch, a pull, an ivy’d creep glance in everglade exchanges in the eden of each other. there were games meant to be played,and she had always intended to play them well. line of lips thin in the levy of a cross-carved smile, hiding it away in the pocket of a dimple. his hands rake and mold, but she is not clay to melt. she is marble for all intents and purpose. lips - however - doth protest in such sweet sigil patterns into the fabric of her blouse. book becomes an extension; bound pages masquerading a cover for the grin growing in the gale. but he is quick work of such small buffs of intimacy. she wants to giggle,bell-tone chirps of laughter bubbling forth from the brook of babble lost in her at such opportune moments. like child that had been caught, he sees so through such ruses. hands do as lips, lattice bridges built on the plane of her stomach between each perfectly slotted finger. she lets leg uncross as he pulls her in, letting the waters stir only as much as she dared. hips sway and she is crossing leg again, a slow drape of velveteen milk in the sashay of silken skirt and delicate ruffle. knuckles glide oe’r knuckles, bringing hand to lips and letting preened petals gather what remained. ‘ have i disturbed you? you simply looked so lonely here I was compelled to fly to your service. ‘ lips rise in corners against the rough flesh of a hand she so adored, innocent breath feigning oe’r the hills and valleys of palms she so intricately studied. ‘ do you want me to move? ‘ double-edged questions-not quite daggers, but sharp all the while.
And in this bleeding comes the heart of men The bleeding, the ache For things unseen
Shiro & Onao
ms. ives? more like ms. /wife her/ if u get what i mean ahahahh ha h ahha h aha ha....
❝ I’m sorry to say you’ve heard of me, what little pleasure that might be. I encourage you to seek a heart another place, you will find no home in mine. ❞