THE URBAN WOLF

ANYWAY. HEY. HEY.

If you wanna follow me again/interact again/keep writing, I’ve moved Max to a multimuse hub at @volatilist

He has his own sideblog though, right here my dudes @doublycursed 

Also, what I MEANT to say is, like, I hope to come back by the new year. I think I might move Max to a multimuse hub sort of thing. Don’t worry, he’ll still have his own blog and all, it’ll just be a sideblog to the hub. I miss this stupid piece of shit, honestly, even if y’all don’t.

Holy shit, I haven’t been here in like what a year or more, and according to my activity tab people are still reblogging that meme I made, as recently as nine days ago.

Tagged by: @norikwrites Tagging: bruh

MYLING

Lost... alone... unwanted... unnamed... abandoned... forgotten. Such is the petrifying fate of the Myling children; children who were born by poverty-stricken women who are abandoned or killed, their remains hidden, forgotten by time. Their souls are fated to forever roam this Earth, searching for their bodies, their names, the love they never had the chance to experience. Mylingar cries can be heard, mournfully echoing from deep within the misty woods, luring travellers into to investigate. The deeper they venture into the unforgiving branches, the further from civilisation they strayed, the faster they approached their deaths. The myling would attach themselves to the traveller's back, demanding that they are carried to the graveyard so they can rest in hallowed ground. With every step the ill-fated traveller takes, the heavier the myling becomes until the traveller collapses into the soil from exhaustion. If they cannot regain their footing and make it to the graveyard... the myling will kill them in a fit of rage. You are perceptive and often childish, these are the traits that connects the Myling to you. Your body may mature but your mind remains youthful. Growing up never held any appeal towards you, especially since the adult life seems to complicated. If it were up to you, you could remain a child forever. Free from commitment, constraint and responsibilities, living life to have fun. Just be careful what you wish for.

Wishes have a peculiar way of coming true...

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literally me re: my personal blog lol

Eyyyyyyy, would you believe me if I said I lost my login information for this blog?

... because it’s 100% true.

I mean, I also went back to school, finished school, and moved twice. But during that time I did try and log in, only to find that Past Me wasn’t very thoughtful about the prospect of Future Me potentially forgetting how to get on this fuckin’ blog.