𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
@glacialqueen.bsky.social
Penned by #Gabbey
#fantasyrp
#sparp
#enrp
#fantasyrp
#sparp
#enrp
Pinned
Dragonslayer diary entry:
"𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.
𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝.
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝."
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𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
"𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.
𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝.
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝."
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𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
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ᴍʏ ɢʀɪᴇꜰ ʜᴀꜱ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴏɴꜱ ɴᴏᴡ
ᴄᴏʟᴅ ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
ɪᴛ ʙᴇɢꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴄɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ʙᴜʀɴ
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
ɪᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀᴅꜱ ᴀꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇɢᴇᴛꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇꜱ ᴘᴇʀᴘᴇᴛᴜᴀᴛᴇ.
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ᴍʏ ɢʀɪᴇꜰ ʜᴀꜱ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴏɴꜱ ɴᴏᴡ
ᴄᴏʟᴅ ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
ɪᴛ ʙᴇɢꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴄɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ʙᴜʀɴ
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
ɪᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀᴅꜱ ᴀꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇɢᴇᴛꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇꜱ ᴘᴇʀᴘᴇᴛᴜᴀᴛᴇ.
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December 20, 2025 at 7:02 PM
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ᴍʏ ɢʀɪᴇꜰ ʜᴀꜱ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴏɴꜱ ɴᴏᴡ
ᴄᴏʟᴅ ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
ɪᴛ ʙᴇɢꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴄɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ʙᴜʀɴ
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
ɪᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀᴅꜱ ᴀꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇɢᴇᴛꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇꜱ ᴘᴇʀᴘᴇᴛᴜᴀᴛᴇ.
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ᴍʏ ɢʀɪᴇꜰ ʜᴀꜱ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴏɴꜱ ɴᴏᴡ
ᴄᴏʟᴅ ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
ɪᴛ ʙᴇɢꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴄɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ʙᴜʀɴ
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
ɪᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀᴅꜱ ᴀꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇɢᴇᴛꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇꜱ ᴘᴇʀᴘᴇᴛᴜᴀᴛᴇ.
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@leviathangod.bsky.social
A low bugle.
Something by the shore.
Another titan has found a docked ship, and her body gently shakes off the snow before locking her antlers underneath it'a shell, and gently raising it overhead.
Her antlers don't creak. Her body is anchored into the earth as her ~>
A low bugle.
Something by the shore.
Another titan has found a docked ship, and her body gently shakes off the snow before locking her antlers underneath it'a shell, and gently raising it overhead.
Her antlers don't creak. Her body is anchored into the earth as her ~>
December 21, 2025 at 8:53 AM
@leviathangod.bsky.social
A low bugle.
Something by the shore.
Another titan has found a docked ship, and her body gently shakes off the snow before locking her antlers underneath it'a shell, and gently raising it overhead.
Her antlers don't creak. Her body is anchored into the earth as her ~>
A low bugle.
Something by the shore.
Another titan has found a docked ship, and her body gently shakes off the snow before locking her antlers underneath it'a shell, and gently raising it overhead.
Her antlers don't creak. Her body is anchored into the earth as her ~>
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
Trying to eat the sign.
December 17, 2025 at 7:07 PM
Trying to eat the sign.
There seems to be little need. In eating them, she fills her mouth with their toxins, making her bite dangerous. And the forest is preserved.
She then stops before a great sick tree. Climbing with her forearms to check for nests, she huffs and sniffs.
She then stops before a great sick tree. Climbing with her forearms to check for nests, she huffs and sniffs.
[He observes the beasts movement. Piling up ice under his feet to assist in removing the missletoes.
He seems keen on helping out.]
He seems keen on helping out.]
The warm huff carries on.
Behind her feathered tail, a truck deformed around a tree, as she raises her body to fish out the mistletoe parasitizing some branches.
Behind her feathered tail, a truck deformed around a tree, as she raises her body to fish out the mistletoe parasitizing some branches.
December 21, 2025 at 8:40 AM
There seems to be little need. In eating them, she fills her mouth with their toxins, making her bite dangerous. And the forest is preserved.
She then stops before a great sick tree. Climbing with her forearms to check for nests, she huffs and sniffs.
She then stops before a great sick tree. Climbing with her forearms to check for nests, she huffs and sniffs.
A low hum responds. Her bugle travels through the woods as bones start to appear in the path.
Large antlers still preserved. Great ribs stretch on as colorful and gray feathers alike flail, stuck to the trees like wind sails. Great carvings made into great stones tell the stories of the Nomad~>
Large antlers still preserved. Great ribs stretch on as colorful and gray feathers alike flail, stuck to the trees like wind sails. Great carvings made into great stones tell the stories of the Nomad~>
A small bark of acknowledgement, to let her know he's standing there, mostly just curious about what she's doing.
The Matthias-Wolf keeps a respectable distance, paws leaving distinctive tracks in the deep snow.
He really wishes he had thought to cast some sort of communication spell beforehand.
The Matthias-Wolf keeps a respectable distance, paws leaving distinctive tracks in the deep snow.
He really wishes he had thought to cast some sort of communication spell beforehand.
On it. Her weight felling it from the very root before being torn down. As her beaked mouth tears apart at the wood before scanning the dire wolf.
Hoofing shakes the earth. A small wave of dusty snow around her forearms. Antlers whistle in the air.
Hoofing shakes the earth. A small wave of dusty snow around her forearms. Antlers whistle in the air.
December 21, 2025 at 8:38 AM
A low hum responds. Her bugle travels through the woods as bones start to appear in the path.
Large antlers still preserved. Great ribs stretch on as colorful and gray feathers alike flail, stuck to the trees like wind sails. Great carvings made into great stones tell the stories of the Nomad~>
Large antlers still preserved. Great ribs stretch on as colorful and gray feathers alike flail, stuck to the trees like wind sails. Great carvings made into great stones tell the stories of the Nomad~>
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
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ㅤㅤ「My Lord. May flowers bloom wherever you wander. 」
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ㅤㅤ「My Lord. May flowers bloom wherever you wander. 」
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May 1, 2025 at 9:59 PM
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ㅤㅤ「My Lord. May flowers bloom wherever you wander. 」
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ㅤㅤ「My Lord. May flowers bloom wherever you wander. 」
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Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
From the depths of the sea. The waves it creates. It's the leviathan god of the sea.
🌊a leviathan oc!
🌊mdni
🌊18+content ahead.
🌊❤️&🔁
🌊a leviathan oc!
🌊mdni
🌊18+content ahead.
🌊❤️&🔁
December 20, 2025 at 2:59 PM
From the depths of the sea. The waves it creates. It's the leviathan god of the sea.
🌊a leviathan oc!
🌊mdni
🌊18+content ahead.
🌊❤️&🔁
🌊a leviathan oc!
🌊mdni
🌊18+content ahead.
🌊❤️&🔁
Small flakes of snow spill over corrupted skin, palm trees meet the cold wind.
Booming steps of a bipedal beast carry her forth. In blue eyes that scan her curiously.
Booming steps of a bipedal beast carry her forth. In blue eyes that scan her curiously.
She was curled up by the spring… She would occasionally get her control back.. Only to feel her body ache and burn. She’d lay there for ages.. Just scratching desperately to try and remove the substance off her skin.
December 20, 2025 at 8:29 AM
Small flakes of snow spill over corrupted skin, palm trees meet the cold wind.
Booming steps of a bipedal beast carry her forth. In blue eyes that scan her curiously.
Booming steps of a bipedal beast carry her forth. In blue eyes that scan her curiously.
The warm huff carries on.
Behind her feathered tail, a truck deformed around a tree, as she raises her body to fish out the mistletoe parasitizing some branches.
Behind her feathered tail, a truck deformed around a tree, as she raises her body to fish out the mistletoe parasitizing some branches.
[He dusts of the tiny pieces from his shoulders and such. Looking up at the much taller entity.]
"We meet again, it seems."
"We meet again, it seems."
A big huff. The warmth of her breath blows it away.
December 20, 2025 at 8:27 AM
The warm huff carries on.
Behind her feathered tail, a truck deformed around a tree, as she raises her body to fish out the mistletoe parasitizing some branches.
Behind her feathered tail, a truck deformed around a tree, as she raises her body to fish out the mistletoe parasitizing some branches.
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
// Fun fact. The General biology of Skajdi is inspired by these animals:
December 19, 2025 at 6:19 PM
// Fun fact. The General biology of Skajdi is inspired by these animals:
A big huff. The warmth of her breath blows it away.
[Aw man, not again. He's been buried in show.]
Dropping snow on the reader. She's peeling a tree from branches.
December 19, 2025 at 11:29 PM
A big huff. The warmth of her breath blows it away.
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
#Lillium weno, va a ser hora de poner un poco del lore para que la gente sepa de qué puñetas va esta cuenta después de un año de crearla-
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 PM
#Lillium weno, va a ser hora de poner un poco del lore para que la gente sepa de qué puñetas va esta cuenta después de un año de crearla-
The scaled ears flicker under her horns. Her head tilts ever so slightly, as her eyes, something of a horizontal diamond shape, rest on the direwolf.
There's no initial reaction. As her head snaps back forth to select a uniquely scarred, sick tree.
Her body slowly heaves upward, before resting~>
There's no initial reaction. As her head snaps back forth to select a uniquely scarred, sick tree.
Her body slowly heaves upward, before resting~>
Curiosity killed the cat, and Matthhas is very feline-esque in attitude.
With a handwave, he sends his crew along, picks up his gear, and casts Animal Shift, turning into a Dire Wolf to lope up to and then alongside Skajdi, golden blonde fur now dusted with a light layer of snow. No words.
With a handwave, he sends his crew along, picks up his gear, and casts Animal Shift, turning into a Dire Wolf to lope up to and then alongside Skajdi, golden blonde fur now dusted with a light layer of snow. No words.
Conversation, but notably slows down when the alarm is gone.
This *is* a very old animal after all. The thick layer of feathers over her scales was probably once brilliantly colorful. Now it's purely white and gray.
This *is* a very old animal after all. The thick layer of feathers over her scales was probably once brilliantly colorful. Now it's purely white and gray.
December 19, 2025 at 8:18 PM
The scaled ears flicker under her horns. Her head tilts ever so slightly, as her eyes, something of a horizontal diamond shape, rest on the direwolf.
There's no initial reaction. As her head snaps back forth to select a uniquely scarred, sick tree.
Her body slowly heaves upward, before resting~>
There's no initial reaction. As her head snaps back forth to select a uniquely scarred, sick tree.
Her body slowly heaves upward, before resting~>
// Fun fact. The General biology of Skajdi is inspired by these animals:
December 19, 2025 at 6:19 PM
// Fun fact. The General biology of Skajdi is inspired by these animals:
Dropping snow on the reader. She's peeling a tree from branches.
December 19, 2025 at 10:11 AM
Dropping snow on the reader. She's peeling a tree from branches.
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
/ Bro for Saturn's sake, NO ONE here has the freakin right to be creepy and weird to your female oc.
"b-but it's what my character would do bcz they edgelords....". Nah man go away chupame bien los huevos.
"b-but it's what my character would do bcz they edgelords....". Nah man go away chupame bien los huevos.
December 17, 2025 at 11:48 PM
/ Bro for Saturn's sake, NO ONE here has the freakin right to be creepy and weird to your female oc.
"b-but it's what my character would do bcz they edgelords....". Nah man go away chupame bien los huevos.
"b-but it's what my character would do bcz they edgelords....". Nah man go away chupame bien los huevos.
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
ken
If you stressing, reminder:
You enjoy writing when you do it on your time, reply whenever you want take hiatus whenever you want, hell disappear for days/ weeks and respond to things months old. There’s ZERO obligation here.
Just do it when you feel like.
If you stressing, reminder:
You enjoy writing when you do it on your time, reply whenever you want take hiatus whenever you want, hell disappear for days/ weeks and respond to things months old. There’s ZERO obligation here.
Just do it when you feel like.
February 1, 2025 at 2:29 AM
ken
If you stressing, reminder:
You enjoy writing when you do it on your time, reply whenever you want take hiatus whenever you want, hell disappear for days/ weeks and respond to things months old. There’s ZERO obligation here.
Just do it when you feel like.
If you stressing, reminder:
You enjoy writing when you do it on your time, reply whenever you want take hiatus whenever you want, hell disappear for days/ weeks and respond to things months old. There’s ZERO obligation here.
Just do it when you feel like.
Have an entire pine child.
December 17, 2025 at 9:46 PM
Have an entire pine child.
//Pro tip. If anyone tells you to fuck off. Fuck off and quit being a creep.
December 17, 2025 at 9:30 PM
//Pro tip. If anyone tells you to fuck off. Fuck off and quit being a creep.
The bow is the last straw. When his head is low, her jaws close around his hood, and his body is hammered. And hammered. And hammered into the dirt. Until she can hear the crack of bones and the ceasing of movement, with a punt across the dirt. To leave him covered in his own blood and dirt.
Scum.
Scum.
December 17, 2025 at 9:30 PM
The bow is the last straw. When his head is low, her jaws close around his hood, and his body is hammered. And hammered. And hammered into the dirt. Until she can hear the crack of bones and the ceasing of movement, with a punt across the dirt. To leave him covered in his own blood and dirt.
Scum.
Scum.
She cannot express herself any clearer.
If he doesn't leave her alone right now. She will hurt him.
This is not a joke.
If he doesn't leave her alone right now. She will hurt him.
This is not a joke.
December 17, 2025 at 9:21 PM
She cannot express herself any clearer.
If he doesn't leave her alone right now. She will hurt him.
This is not a joke.
If he doesn't leave her alone right now. She will hurt him.
This is not a joke.
Walking off. She hates apes.
December 17, 2025 at 9:14 PM
Walking off. She hates apes.