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Do I expect too much from other people? Do they crumble under the weight of my expectations?

I only ask for what they freely give others but it seems that I may not be worth as much as other humans

Am I even human?

I must not be

I’m treated like an unwanted dog but I don’t consider myself a dog

Begs and begs and begs and doesn’t learn it’s lesson

But I haven’t either so what does that make me

I beg but my maw does not whine but my eyes do, they scream for truth and care

But no one ever looks into the eyes do they?

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Body Language

When someone is...

Sad

Face/Body:

Avoidant/reduced eye contact

Drooping eyelids

Downcast eyes

Frowning

Raised inner ends of eyebrows

Dropped or furrowed eyebrows

Quivering lip/biting lip

Wrinkled nose

Voice:

Soft pitch

Low lone

Pauses/hesitant speech

Quiet/breathy

Slow speech

Voice cracks/breaking voice

Gestures/Posture:

Slouching/lowered head

Rigid/tense posture

Half formed/slow movement

Fidgeting or clasped hands

Sniffing or heavy swallows

Self soothing gestures (running hands over the arms, hand over heart, holding face in palms, etc)

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Sharp teeth and claws do not make a predator

Why am I seen as more harmful than an innocent bunny that finds itself safely seated in a a place of danger?

Why does nobody ever question how they found themselves there?

When I am found in a place of safety my method of arrival comes into question?

Is the allure of safety in danger not itself a threat of harm? But the presence of something capable of harm in a place of safety finds itself the greater in a equal than situation

Sharp teeth and claws do not make a predator. Do not allow my peaceful reflection show you otherwise. A Bunny in comfortable distress is as dangerous as a Fox on a hunt.

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My innocence is always questioned. When my teeth are showered in a scarlet hue the first thought is blood not berries. When my gaze finds something their first thought is gruesome curiosity in the stead of playful interest.

I do not scream to be called pure but I shout to be purely understood. Simply for the benefit of innocence to be offered to me until it is proven null.

My fur of white does not see itself bloodied by hungry brutality but instead dirtied by necessary experience

But my maw is still messied with the dried blood of a fresh kill but please believe it was berries

I will hide my eyes if it is blood and wear it proudly if shed in your defense

I would not wish to harm you in my hunger nor lure you into the danger of false safety

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I often wonder why foxes are seen as less trustworthy, cunning if one may please, because they hide in the brush

Maw closed

Ears perked

Slitted eyes watching to see if it is safe to run out

Is it because wolves feel for flesh outright?

Because their maw is surely smeared with the mettle of blood instead of the ambiguous sweetness of berries?

Wolves may be loyal but the scent of blood can scent of blood can make any dog a killer unknown

Stomach stirred with hunger

Eyes wishing to voyeur crimson on any canvas

Foxes hold their interest and amusement closer to heart rather than hunger

Making the sight of anything they care about as valuable as a fresh bite of just as freshly caught prey

The scent of blood can be unappealing as the scent of a skunks spray

What is so untrustworthy about a creature that is not run by blood or hunger but instead curiosity and intrigue?

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I’ve been revisiting my older work, which is legitimately just fanfic, and it does a lot of things better than what I’m doing now. Is there anyway to mix my old and new styles together?

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You’ve heard of Wolf imagery, Bunny imagery and even Deer imagery, now get ready for Fox imagery

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some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)

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No I didn’t forget i had an account. I legit just lost motivation to write which is what i have this blog for so I’m infodump (or try) for this week about my characters and stories

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Also, I have to start being on here more because I’ve written more and I wanna put more here

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I wanna get a cat

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I legit got a new job and it’s been super frustrating, I’m trying to make it work BUT FUCK

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So like thinking about how Marc, the MC for Russo, would be like for his students because he’s 21-22 when they come in to his service. I sort of imagine a Gojo kind of teaching style like how he gives his missions to his students but instead Marc actually trains them and somewhat open about how uh, unhinged he is. He tells them at every turn like:

“The stuff that I do is calculated recklessness. That’s my talent being recklessly calculated.”

“He means just reckless.”

“You sure? He’s pulled some shit off in front of us.”

“Remember the drop in to Kali Mai? No parachute, ‘Oh, I used my telekinesis to track wind paths down’. That’s just skill at his level, on our level totally reckless but even Janos calls it reckless!”

“Of course he’d call it reckless. There’s a mild disregard for my life in my actions; I don’t recommend it but if you do make sure you’re good enough that it’s not that crazy to safe yourself from.”

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I have quotes that I’m gonna plaster in the queue and I’m gonna try to explain the world on here. Hopefully I won’t spoil the story.🫡

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I even come up with oddly funny and specific phrases that fully relate. That then weave into everyday

"How do you write such realistic dialogue-" I TALK TO MYSELF. I TALK TO MYSELF AND I PRETEND I AM THE ONE SAYING THE LINE. LIKE SANITY IS SLOWLY SLIPPING FROM BETWEEN MY FINGERS WITH EVERY MEASLY WORD THEY TYPE OUT. THAT IS HOW.

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"How do you write such realistic dialogue-" I TALK TO MYSELF. I TALK TO MYSELF AND I PRETEND I AM THE ONE SAYING THE LINE. LIKE SANITY IS SLOWLY SLIPPING FROM BETWEEN MY FINGERS WITH EVERY MEASLY WORD THEY TYPE OUT. THAT IS HOW.