#WbW

[7ivingcorpse]

Happy Wet Beast Wednesday

[actuallybrini]

"𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝐿𝑜𝑢 𝐹𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑜 𝐽𝑟. 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘. 𝑊𝑒'𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑛 '𝐻𝑒𝑛 𝐵𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑠,' '𝐵𝑜𝑏𝑏𝑦 𝐵𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝐴𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛,' 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒 '𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝐵𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑠,' 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑑. 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟."

- ᴋᴇɴɴᴇᴛʜ ᴄʜᴏɪ -

[for TV Guide; May 3, 2024]

[Inspired by a post from coffeejoejoe on X yesterday.]

[tampic0w0]

WET

BEAST

WEDNESDAY

Shakes itself to remove water from its coat

[autumn-b0nes]

Wet beast Wednesday!!!

[ninttendogs]

HAPPY WET BEAST WEDNESDAY!

[flock-from-the-void]

I want to start sending STS or WBW again (idk yet which one) so I need people to send them too! Interact with this post to get on my list :D

[coffinkissez]

new character card? you know what that means!

[bardic-tales]

Covet Me Not: Queerness in the Kingdom of Envy: An original concept for Fantasy Worlds Collide

In a realm forged from desire, bitterness, and twisted longing, what does it mean to be queer? This week for Worldbuilding Wednesday for Fantasy Worlds Collide, I’m exploring how identity, love, and self-expression take root within the Kingdom of Envy. It’s a place where everything beautiful is both admired and resented, and queerness becomes more than personal truth. It becomes a lightning rod for envy, projection, and longing.

But even here, where pride can be a provocation and desire is a dangerous currency, queer beings carve out defiance, tenderness, and truth. What happens when authenticity is both envied and feared?

Possible Trigger Warnings: Abandonment, Betrayal, Envy, Identity Manipulation, Psychological Manipulation, Queerphobia

In the Kingdom of Envy, queerness manifests as both a source of fascination and a point of cruel contention. Within a realm that thrives on obsession, comparison, and longing, queer identities often become mirrors in which others see the freedoms, love, or authenticity they themselves feel denied. Same-gender love, nonbinary expression, and polyamorous bonds are not rare here. They are simply distorted through the kingdom’s lens of resentment.

Some envy what queer denizens possess: the courage to be seen and the joy of connection outside rigid norms. Others resent them for daring to exist so freely, seeing their authenticity as a personal affront.

Creatures like the Glimmering Specter often weaponize queer identity by whispering illusions and half-truths into the ears of vulnerable beings, causing them to question their own self-worth. A nonbinary demon who feels pride in their multiplicity of gender might be haunted by dreams where they are split apart. Each piece will be admired but never accepted as a whole. These illusions don’t merely attack. They manipulate others into desiring what the queer being has, then resenting them for it. Identity becomes not just a state of being, but a battlefield of projection.

Among the Drudes, nightmare demons who manipulate envy through dreams, queerness is both a tool and a truth. Some Drudes express gender fluidity as part of their nature. They will shift forms and voices in their dreamscapes to explore the nuances of identity. Yet, even among their own kind, power struggles erupt. Those who love freely, or who bind themselves to multiple partners without shame, often draw the ire of more repressed demons who covet what they refuse to acknowledge in themselves. And so, Drudes may weaponize queer intimacy by twisting dreams of comfort into nightmares of abandonment or betrayal.

But even in a realm steeped in jealousy, there are acts of resistance: quiet, potent, and defiant. Vexwing, though known for luring the envious to their doom, sometimes sings a forbidden song beneath the moonlight. This song is an elegy for queer beings who were torn down by others’ envy, and a battle cry for those who remain. Some specters and serpents gather in the Resonant Hollows. The Resonant Hollows is a hidden glade soaked in green mist, to share tales, shift shapes, kiss freely, or mourn lost loves. These gatherings are dangerous as they are always at risk of exposure, but within them, pride is not just expressed. It is fought for.

Ultimately, queerness in the Kingdom of Envy is a paradox. It is desired, hated, envied, and emulated. But more importantly, it endures. For every illusion cast to tear it down, there is a creature who is fluid in form or fierce in love that will whisper back, "This is who I am, and you will not unmake me." In a world where identity is so often twisted by longing, that declaration is a form of radical, radiant pride.

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[ashen-crest]

WBW Question- Cottagecore Style

Because I'm in a cozy gaming mood:

If you were plunked down into your OC's world with a cottage, a farm, a cow, and a town full of friendly people... a) where would that cottage be, and b) would you be able to survive there for a year?

[ark-inkweaving]

Happy Worldbuilding day, here's the question you ordered :D

who is your world’s oldest person? 👵

happy wbw to you Alina!

hm, this is tough. it depends a bit on your definition of both "person" and "oldest" lmao 😅

the oldest conciousness you might run into just out and about through the Realms is The Most Ancient, oldest of the Livi. however vie's a Livi, nothing more than a conciousness that inhabits someone else's body, so classifying viem as the oldest person might be a bit iffy

so let's restrict to creatures with their own physical body. now the oldest person is either a fae or an elderscient (spirits, dwarves, elementals). there are fairy kings and alfey chancellors who founded their settlements before the War of Arcana (6000 years ago) and were already considered old. quite similarly, elderscients have been around almost as long as sapient life. find one muttering about "the bridges" and we're already hitting the 14000 years range

however, fae and elderscients are amortal. they don't have a soul, they don't experience death (fae return their conciousness to the nature before being reborn and elderscients just kinda cease to exist as if they'd never been there) and they don't really... age. and while almost everyone agrees that they classify as people, there is a rather loud minority within the universe i've set them in that argues that "person" implies mortality

so, for the sake of being pedantic, let's restrict to those limitations: oldest sapient creature that can die and (to avoid the immediate answer of D r a g o n) let's add "that lives in a society of any sort"

we're entering giant and/or curse of vampirism territory. not as old as fae or elderscients, but easily hitting the 10000 years "i have seen the War of Arcana" range. tho to be honest, if you've seen the War of Arcana then you've most likely died in the War of Arcana

but yeah, that's the most restrictive answer i can get. no named character, but somewhere out there there's an elderly vampire drinking blood out of fine porcelaine in the shade of his giant buddy, reminiscing about the "good old days" and arguing about who's older

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[that-lemur]

WET. BEAST. WEDNESDAY.

[kicked-stray]

happy wet beast wednesday !

[figfull]

Gene origin headcanon-Brightshine/Sparkle

The original brightshine wasn’t a heritable gene. It was a gift the Lightweaver herself, bestowed on her most favorite and loyal children. These “brightmarked” were deeply respected and often given special privileges throughout the Flight.

However, it didn’t take too long for scroll artists to make imitations, some ranging from a weak sparkle to a nearly perfect copies of the brightmark. (In fact, one scroll maker flooded the market with them at a loss, purely to spite the elite.)

There was already some debate around “scrolled” vs “true” appearances, and whether using scrolls was cheating fate or dishonest etc, but the idea that any dragon with enough treasure could masquerade as a god’s chosen really set the debate into overdrive.

Scrolling fell out of fashion for a while, or at least, dragons claimed not to use them, but brightshine/sparkle had already circulated far and wide.

[whichoneofyourdragons]

Happy WBW!

Which one of your dragons... is most picky about food?

[abconceuponatime]

Worldbuilding Wednesday: New Harmonia

Overview

New Harmonia is a corporate-run dystopia shimmering with glass, chrome, and synthetic serenity. The skyline glows with curated emotion — love sold in bottles, grief mined in back alleys, ambition subsidized by major brands. Magic isn’t gone. It’s illegal.

The state promises order, efficiency, and peace. But the truth is a polished machine built on stolen feelings and forgotten rituals.

Core Systems

Affex — The Emotion Economy Emotion is the backbone of society. Through government-issued neurobands, all citizens are monitored and harvested for emotional data. This data is distilled into tradeable emotion units called affex — the stock market of feeling. Joy, rage, desire, fear — all have value.

Citizens are rewarded for "useful" emotional patterns.

Emotional outbursts are taxed or punished.

Artificial mood-stabilizing apps (backed by corporations) keep citizens "efficient."

Real, raw emotion is contraband.

Magic

Magic still exists, but it’s outlawed. Not fireballs — something subtler.

Magic feeds on emotion — the kind you can’t bottle or brand. This makes it dangerous. It disrupts the economy. The corporations want it gone. But underground networks keep it alive.

Power Structure

There are five major corporations, each controlling different sectors of life:

Lystra — emotional tech, social optimization, sentiment analysis

Helion — surveillance infrastructure, time regulation, behavior forecasting

Corva — dream manipulation, in-sleep advertising, memory patterning

Ventis — architecture, ritual disposal, real estate over sacred sites

Arqon — anti-magic enforcement, purity protocols, identity tracking

Citizens are often born under a corporate sector. Jobs, housing, and healthcare are tied to your assigned brand.

Society

Rebellion exists in aesthetics more than action: street art, underground poetry, unsanctioned emotion spikes.

Art is only legal through corporate sponsorship.

Magic users hide in the cracks of the city — bathhouses, shuttered train stations, between buildings that never finished construction.

The Diner Setting: Redline Café

Redline Café exists on the border of forgotten sectors — half-glitched into a zoning error no one wants to admit exists. It’s timeless. Always open. One of the last places emotion still behaves strangely. The countdown clock on the wall never quite hits zero.

Magic hums under the floor tiles. The coffee is always hot. The jukebox plays songs no one remembers recording.

And the waitress? She’s always been there.

It's Syfy Alice meets Mirror's Edge meets Wolf 359 meets Repo: The Genetic Opera meets Tacoma.

[autumn-millifae-fr]

Welcome to the Agate Tower

A once-dilapidated tower in the Crystalspine Reaches now stands lush and whole, peacefully overgrown in the wake of its wizard's departure.

Astralla - The Wizard

Astralla was an aether dragon, and a to-be graduate of the local magic academy... That is, until they got kicked out within their second year for eating too many books. In the wake of this expulsion, Astralla sought to strike it out on their own, and prove to their instructors just how wrong they were to do so.

Their desires to become the best wizard in the arcane realm never came to fruition, however, but they would not regret it. Astralla eventually stumbled upon the Agate Tower in its ruined state, and declared themselves the new Wizard within it.

Astralla eventually animated their beloved plush toy, Star, into a familiar with the one (1) spell they learned at magic college. Though they never truly fit in to local society, Astralla made a family of their own in this way, and was never without the company of their many, many familiars animated from the tower's relics and trinkets.

After a long life well-lived, Astralla passed on peacefully hand-in-hand with their dearest Star, and bequeathed to her the mantle of Agate Wizard.

The Seamstress (Star)

Star is a short, stout Obelisk plush that was animated into an intelligent familiar by her owner, Astralla. For centuries, she served as their closest friend and confidant, and was gifted her own sense of will, wit, and intelligence as Astralla's knowledge of magic grew.

Upon Astralla's passing, Star was given the mantle of Agate Wizard, and as such, the tower and its inherent magic would now look to her. She took a shard of Astralla's crystal staff into herself, and sewed it within her chest, so she would never fall inanimate again.

In her grief, Star found comfort in the company of another familiar named Mosaic, and together the two devised a plan to ensure they would never be without their own friends and family. Star eventually shed her own name as her grief proved too much, stating once that she was Astralla's star. Without her wizard, she was nothing.

But it was Mosaic who suggested she take on a title instead, and gave her the moniker of 'Seamstress' once they began working on new familiars sewn together from Astralla's old wardrobe.

Just as her wizard did before her, the Seamstress worked tirelessly to ensure she and Mosaic would not be alone, eventually cobbling together the first few fellow familiars that would become the start of their toy family.

All toy dragons within the Agate Tower were crafted lovingly by the Seamstress' claws. She presides over her tower now as Matron and Wizard, and it is to her that the other familiars look to for guidance. With even more decades under her belt now of living amongst her created family, the Seamstress has found herself wondering if this peace is what Astralla felt before they passed. She has grown content with her life, and in that contentment, the quiet desire for a legacy is close at hand.

Until recently, The Seamstress had found no one worthy nor willing to take up her mantle and keep their family thriving -- that is, until she found a glimmer of her old friend within the eyes of a new apprentice.

Stuffing

In all her years of crafting familiars, the Seamstress tried to avoid creating those with small pink bodies and blue moth's wings, lest they remind her too deeply of Astralla. It's no surprise, then, that as the fabric within the Agate Tower ran out, these colors were all that she was left with. It was not another dragon that requested Stuffing's creation, but a sense of quiet acceptance from the Seamstress herself-- and a bit of encouragement from Mosaic. Together, the two fashioned what remained of their fabric supplies into the only shape they could manage with so little: the form of a tiny aether, bright-eyed and fat-tailed, ready to take on the world.

Perhaps it was fate that this little dragon, made in the image of a grand-creator they would never know, would be the one to take a keen interest in the Seamstress' sewing. They would bring her whatever scraps they could find, badger her with questions about magic, and look on with eyes rounder than the moon at even the shortest story she could tell them about magic.

Stuffing was welcomed wholeheartedly by the Seamstress as her apprentice... And though they do not know it yet: she hopes, eventually, her successor as well.

Mosaic

Mosaic is one of the very few familiars Astralla created with a higher intelligence and a semi-free will of her own. She stands taller than most other familiars in the tower, with massive wings made of stretched canvas, and a body made of intricately folded paper. Unique to her magic, Mosaic can also choose to abandon her paper body in favor of becoming a drawing incarnate, and stride freely across canvases and finished paintings as a two-dimensional figure. To aid this, most of the tower's upper observatory has been draped with canvas sheets and filled with paintings from elsewhere in the tower, allowing Mosaic free roam on the higher levels.

Mosaic is the closest of the familiars to the Seamstress, and the two share a unique bond in their mutual grief over Astralla.

Cottonfluff Desire

One of the first toy familiars crafted by the Seamstress, Cottonfluff (or 'Desire' as he will claim to any who will listen), considers himself to be the darling younger brother of Star. She made him for this purpose, after all, and to this purpose he shall serve-- even if he is a bit over-the-top at times.

Desire gets his self-proclaimed nickname from spending far too many hours reading Astralla's old (half-eaten) romance novels, and pouring over the bits and pieces of chivalry sprinkled between the gnawed pages. He thinks of himself as quite the gentleman, and embodies these lofty ideals to a fault.

Early into his knightly escapades within the tower, Desire begged his elder sister for dashing apparel to match the persona he wanted to build. As a bit of a friendly prank, the Seamstress did indeed provide -- provide a familiar, that is, with a mischievous mind of its own (Rogue Apparel).

(Desire is also loosely inspired by the Winged Lion from Dungeon Meshi :) )

Scraps

Scraps is one of the youngest familiars in the Agate Tower, sewn together from dishcloths found left under the sink. Their 'duty' to the tower is to wriggle their way into nooks and crannies in order to clean them, then wash all that dirt off in a teacup bathtub. Scraps is one of the few familiars sewn by the Seamstress that can safely get wet, on account of their stuffing being made from shredded towel.

Scraps lives in the cupboards, where they've befriended the spice shaker, Nutmeg. They love being wrung out after a long day of cleaning, and especially enjoy hanging in their swing to dry (It feels like flying!)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The Tower Gardens

Before Astralla took up residence in the Agate Tower, its creator had commissioned a massive, sprawling set of gardens that have since overgrown their boundaries...

Lychen

Lychen is by far the largest familiar Astralla ever animated, formerly a marble statue covered in moss. Because of his size and the amount of magic it takes for him to operate, Lychen typically rests atop his plinth to conserve his energy. He is a kind, slow-to-speak and kind soul, readily offering his masttive figure as shelter for the creatures of the garden.

Queen Myre and King Thicket

A pair of witty Veilspun who may be older than the Agate Tower itself. This mysterious pair claim to rule the overgrown gardens, and are rarely seen by any of Astralla's animated familiars. They are the caretakers of the gardens, and their brood is plentiful- occupying every hollow and clump of weed as tiny, shadowy pixies.