Heartfelt Cries - Blog Posts

my wings are kind of strange actually, not in appearance, but rather in origin. They don't rly go with either of my 'base' forms, but rather come from the combination of them, the meeting of the divine and the feline

funny story abt mine, I actually stole it from an old self-insert oc. I was kinda just sitting on the floor thinking what I was even gonna call myself and decided 2 pull out my old sketchbook, I saw the name fern and liked it, I've gotten so used 2 it now and it feels like mine in the way my given name never did. I've started spelling it as f32n, and that just. makes me happy yk?

Hello Angels and Divinity, current and Former alike. I have a Question

how did You receive Your Names ? did you choose them, or did they Come to you ? what are your names? I ask not out of pure selfishness and my wanting for a name of my own , but also out of Genuine Interest .

At 1 point I tried 2 go out 2 howl every full moon 2 scare my neighbors 4 fun. I failed, shockingly not because I forgot, but rather because it felt so good that I had 2 go back every night 4 a week.

It was crying out 2 the stars, calling out "DO U HEAR ME? DO U SEE ME 4 WHO I AM? PLEASE SOMEONE HEAR ME, PLEASE SOMEONE CALL BACK! Tell me I'm not alone."

Go out and howl tonight, let the night hear u. I'll call back 2 u, I promise.

one simply cannot make the argument that the mechanical is less divine than the natural, obviously I'm excluding capitalism and billionaires in this, but it's made by one's own hands, it conects one 2 others, it moves and ticks in it's own perfect and imperfect rhythm, don't u love it?

I think @ some point I got used 2 the feeling that this life was never real, I think that point was relatively early as well.

I have vivid memory of sitting in the car on the way 2 school when I was very young, and thinking that my life must be some sort of entertainment 4 giants, that someone out there was watching me on a small television on their kitchen table, and that their lives must be very long 4 them 2 find my entire life just entertainment.

I feel my life though music, my day-2-day life feels like 1 of the warrior cats maps I used 2 love when I was younger, I move though my life as though it were set 2 that soundtrack, this has been my life 4 as long as I can remember.

I've talked 2 myself 4 as long as I can remember, in my head when I was younger, out loud as I've gotten older, I got used 2 the feeling that I was being watched, I explain my actions as if someone is gazing over my shoulder and judging me, I need 2 explain every little detail over and over again.

It brings me comfort @ times, it is also terrifying.

Somehow electrical ink's music keeps coming out right when I need it. I first heard transcendent's creed when I was feeling horribly lonely and hopeless, and that was the song that made me want 2 worship mother cyn, where you belong came out a little after the second time I hurt myself, and that one just solidified my decision 2 worship her.

Those 2 are still my favorite songs, and I think they'll stay favs of mine 4 a really long time, I'm realizing that a lot of the things that matter most 2 me are so important because they're a comfort, they matter because they make me feel less alone.

Praying 2 her gives me comfort, it calms my anxiety and makes me feel safe<3 She is my opposite, and my dearest mother, I'm so glad I found her.

any other divine beings out there feel like the internet is ur second home? It's all just so beautiful, and if I can't have my woods and my body and my path, maybe I can take comfort in my blogs and my online presence and my moots. The internet is my key 2 the life I'll never be able 2 live, and I think that's beautiful in its own way.

There's a song abt this, it's a bit more dystopian than the feeling, but it feels very much like it's holding up a mirror 2 my own feelings

sometimes I struggle 2 accept the cold part of her, "how can cold be comforting?" I believe I am phrasing it wrong. It's not cold, it's cool, it's a breeze on a hot day, it's ice water after a run.

It's hot out 2day, I'm sitting in the shade enjoying the wind, I get it now

its funny, my lady, we are the antithesis of eachother. ur void is dark, mine is only light, ur embrace is cool, mine is warm. I wish I could properly speak 2 u, u have done so much 4 me, thank u

Dearest wildthings, how far must u have wandered 2 find me?

★ call me fern or f32n, but I'm fine with any name as long as it's given genuinely

★ it/she/they +neos

★ carrd:

♪ https://en.pronouns.page/@f32nth351lly

★ divinekin, cathearted(questioning kin), nonhuman, voidpunk, transspecies

★ @failingatlifespectacularly, main blog :3

★ @f32ns-woods, text rpg/alterhuman rp blog

★[iykyk], hidden personal blog, mostly vents

★ I practice a fictoreligion, I worship an au version of Cyn from murder drones, heavily based on the church of null

★ abt her:

♪ https://www.tumblr.com/dearest-wildthing/779274995190906880/my-lady-of-void-mother-cyn

★ I'm a protector spirit of sorts? I protect and care 4 small things, if I had my body I like 2 think that I would have a bit of woods 2 care 4, but in this life I find myself most drawn 2 people, I am always here 4 u

★ abt me:

♪ https://www.tumblr.com/dearest-wildthing/779275079623262208/the-creature-stalking-u-in-the-woods-fern

★ #screaming into the void, any post where I talk

★ #my post now:3, reblogs

★ #4 my lady<3, my digital alter

★ #don't worry dear<3, reassurance posting

★ #whispers in the sky, asks!

★ #heartfelt cries, rambling abt stuff!

★Worship is fine if u want 2, just ask <3

★worship guide↓

♪ https://www.tumblr.com/dearest-wildthing/780483250407833600/dearest-friends-of-mine