#black shuck moodboard
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My job, my home
#cotards delusion#cotards syndrome#clinical zoanthropy#clinical cynanthropy#clinical lycanthropy#biologically nonhuman#physically nonhuman#black dog#actually church grim#actually black shuck#the black grim#moodboard#graveyard grim
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Hi! My kintype is a black shuck, which is a type of hellhound!!!! Right now im feeling more like the taking care of/protecting people side of that, could I have a moodboard for it?
🕯 protector of souls 🕯
I really had to wrack my brain for this one, it was a great challenge! I ended up using images of graves, candles, portraits, and mementos to convey the idea of a deceased loved one being protected by the shuck, while also choosing eerie images and a rather gray color pallet to still convey the idea of death and the supernatural. It was a ton of fun, and I really like doing moodboards that require more creativity on my part, hope you like :D
{moodboard requests are still open!}
#otherkin#kin#alterhuman#nonhuman#kin moodboard#kin aesthetic#moodboard#aesthetic#moodboard request#kinboard#black shuck kin#hellhoundkin#cryptidkin
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Lorelei-themed aesthetic moodboard! Please read my rules page before interacting.
(AKA Loregoth moodboard for me /hj)
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#💜♤ aesthetics and study ♤💜#💜♤ ooc ♤💜#Hob#Hob runic games#Hob game#Hob Exhero#Moodboard#Purple#Grey#Black#White#Blue#Black shuck#Crystal#Abandoned building#Storm#Forest#Crow#Tw storm#Tw dogs#tw mild eyestrain#tw birds
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Helloooo!!
May I please have a black shuck moodboard with themes of bones, cemeteries, and starfleshcore?
I love love what you do so much!! 🐾❤️
Hello :) here you go
Reqeusts are open!
#bingo shut up#bingos stuff#otherkin#otherkin community#otherkin moodboard#kin help#kin requests#shuck kin#shuckkin#caninekin#canine kin
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I feel the rush, addicted to your touch
AN: sorry, not sorry - Have some brain rot filth courtesy of that scene from Crowded Room and Tom Holland’s slut era….As always an aged up Peter Parker…
Beta’d by no-one, bwahahahaha, but enabled by @buckyismybicycle
Dividers by @firefly-graphics and moodboard by me, with images from The Crowded Room courtesy of www.TomHolland.org
Master list
Summary: Peter’s on a mission. Whether he gets what he’s expecting is a different matter.
Relationship: Peter Parker x Sam Wilson - No powers au
WC: 1.4k
CW: Disaster Gay Peter Parker, Strangers to lovers, drug use, unsafe sex, unhealthy coping mechanisms, implied previous SA, hooking up, anal sex, spit as lube, daddy kink, oral sex, face slapping (once) being shared, angst. This is messed up - you have been warned.
I’m so fucked up right now!
As the thought crossed Peter’s mind he giggled to himself at the dual meaning. Because he was fucked up - his life so far had seen to that, but he was also high as kite, tripping his balls off after the two lines he’d done at home before heading out, so doubly fucked up.
He supposed he’d been a normal kid once. It was so long ago that he didn’t remember much. He got flashes now and then, memories of his mom singing to him, his dad reading him a story. But that part of his life hadn’t lasted long, courtesy of a drunk driver. He remembered being scared and confused when he went to live with Uncle Ben and Aunt May. Things had settled down, at least for a bit, and he’d had some semblance of happiness.
However, the universe decided that it hadn’t tortured him enough, so it sent a mugger who accosted and killed Uncle Ben over the $47.32 cents in his wallet. That’s when things really went downhill. The reduced income, the cost of the funeral. To say he and May had struggled financially was an understatement.
Peter had had prospects before then. He was smart, capable, excelling at school, but he’d had to get a job to help out, and his school work suffered. He got angry at everything and everyone around him and made bad choices. Choices which lead him to trust people he shouldn’t have trusted. People who gave him things, did things…
Peter shook his head. Tonight wasn’t about being maudlin. Tonight was about having fun. He might be fucked up, but he was planning on just being fucked too.
Black eye liner rimmed his dark hazel eyes, smokey eyeshadow spread across his eyelids. He’d tried to tame his milk chocolate curls by slicking it back - there was still a cowlick at the front - and it curled at the nape of his neck.
He sashayed into the club, hips swinging as he pushed through the crowd, so obvious in what he was after that the only way to be clearer would to have a light-up sign over his head like a cab. His black jeans were so tight they were almost painted on, moulding his pert ass and highlighting his slim waist. His matching black shirt was almost sheer and barely buttoned, giving a full on view of his toned abs and pebbled nipples.
With the bass thumping and the red lights pulsing, Peter shucked his leather jacket, slinging it over his shoulder and making his way to the bar. He straddled a stool, and started to look around, peering out from under his long dark lashes, and chewing on his thumb. He wasn’t exactly sure what - who - he was looking for, but he knew he’d know it when he saw it, or rather, him.
A-ha!
Eye contact was made and not broken. Two knowing gazes locked together, assessing each other. The man walked over, dark skin shining like mahogany under the club lights, and leant over, lips close to Peter’s ear.
“You want a drink, sweet thing?”
A large hand rested on Peter’s thigh, squeezing gently.
“Whisky please, daddy…”
A shudder running through the body next to him let Peter know he’d played it right.
“You old enough for the hard stuff, sugar?”
Peter turned on his stool, even as the man signalled the bartender. He hooked his calf around the back of the man’s thigh, pulling him between his legs.
“I’m old enough for all the hard stuff.”
A raised eyebrow, and then the hand on his thigh was tightening.
“Good to know.”
Two whiskeys were ordered and quickly knocked back. Peter slid down from the stool, letting his body rub up against the one in front of him. Now he was on his feet he could fully appreciate the height and breadth of the man, and he could feel the lust rushing through his veins alongside the coke. With his hand fisted in the man’s shirt, Peter walked backwards onto the dance floor, wholly enraptured by the sparkling eyes and knowing smirk aimed in his direction.
Once he’d got into the middle of the throng, the press of bodies almost as intoxicating as the whiskey, Peter turned his body, pressing his back to the stranger’s front. Two large hands grasped at his hips, grinding them back, and Peter let his own arms raise up over his head, so his hands could rub over the cropped dark hair of his soon-to-be lover.
Peter felt dizzy, beautifully out of control, as he gyrated, letting the music flow through him. The hands left his hips to rub over his abs, sneaking under his shirt to feel his heated skin and to skim over the front of his pants. He arched up into the touch, sucking in air and rolling his body.
It was only a few minutes later when Peter found himself pressed face first against the wall of a stall in the men’s room. The music from the dancefloor, although muted slightly, was still loud. His pants were pulled down, and rough fingers, only lubed with spit, were rubbing at his tight hole. He gasped as one, then two, were harshly pushed inside him, a mere nod to prep, and then oh!
His lover’s hands covered his, fingers linked, and Peter cried out unabashed as his body was thrust up against the thin wall. He was so full! The stranger flexed his hips, thrusting his cock in and out, hitting that spot that made Peter whimper and clench in pleasure.
It felt so fucking good! He could almost forget everything.
It was over too soon, their fervour, their feral lust, pushing both of them over the edge, and Peter gulped in air, head still resting against the side of the stall.
“Come home with me, sweet thing. I got some more sugar for you, Sugar.”
Peter inhaled through his nose and threw down the rolled $20, before falling backwards onto his ass. What day was it? How long had it been since he left the club? Did he even care? He was high again - or was it still? - and he’d been fucked seven ways from Sunday. He giggled, rolling over and getting to his feet, to bop around to the music playing through the stereo. He only had on his underpants and a t-shirt given to him by his lover, but he didn’t care. For once the voices in his head were quiet and he felt so fucking happy.
He put on a flirty little show for the man in the chair, but after spinning too fast, he fell back over onto the floor. Laughing again, he came up onto his knees and crawled over towards his lover.
The sun coming in through the thin curtains made the man’s skin glow golden as he slouched, relaxed in an easy chair, smoking a joint and puffing perfect rings into the air, watching Peter dance. As the young man got closer, he spread his legs.
Kneeling between them, Peter undid the belt that was stopping him from getting to his prize. That damn knowing smirk had returned, and Peter smiled back before ducking his head and taking the thick, cut cock into his mouth. Fingers tangled into his curls, holding him in place as he swirled his tongue and hollowed his cheeks.
Somewhere, on the periphery of his consciousness, Peter heard a knock on the apartment door, and noticed it opening from the corner of his eye, but he was too caught up in own blissed out state to pay it much attention. That was until an enquiring voice broke through the fog swirling in his brain.
“What you got there, Sam?”
A grunt, and a flex of hips made Peter gag for a moment, but it didn’t deter him.
“Got me a sweet little thing.” A sharp tug on his hair made Peter lift his head up, and he looked around, mouth agape and eyes wide. A tall, dark haired man was leaning against the shelving unit. His arms were crossed and he was observing Peter with his crystal blue eyes.
A light slap across his face brought his attention back to his lover.
“You listening, Sugar? This is my main man, Bucky. He’s a good friend and I share all my shit with him, sometimes while I’m still using it, so just relax, honey. We’re gonna send you sky high…”
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#peter parker#sam wilson#peter parker x sam wilson#disaster gay peter parker#inspired by the crowded room#tom holland fan fic#late writes
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an aven moodboard themed with black shucks/aggressive dogs, dog teeth, midwest gothic scenery, supercell thunderstorms and wildfires for @empyrean-demise !
this moodboard has 2 total pictures. 1 colored background and 1 transparent background.
the colored background is on the left and the transparent background is on the right:
#moodboard#moodboards | ''..No moodrings? Always liked moodrings.''#worldless#worldless kin#otherkin#fictionkin#weeeeeeeeeeeeee ^_^#request accepted | ''Allons-y; Allonzo!''
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OC Moodboard: Hunter Delaney (They/Them) + Mythological Creature Symbolism (Hellhound)
A week ago, I answered the question about what mythological creature would symbolize Hunter. I answered that Hellhounds, or more specifically the Black dogs of English folklore. According to Wikipedia, “A hellhound is a mythological hound which embodies a guardian or a servant of hell, the devil, or the underworld. Hellhounds occur in mythologies around the world, with the best known examples being Cerberus from Greek mythology, Garmr from Norse mythology, the black dogs of English folklore, and the fairy hounds of Celtic mythology. Physical characteristics vary, but they are commonly black, anomalously overgrown, supernaturally strong, and often have red eyes or accompanied by flames.”
On Black Dogs, Wikipedia says: “The black dog is a supernatural, spectral or demonic entity originating from English folklore that has also been seen throughout Europe and the Americas. It is usually unnaturally large with glowing red or yellow eyes, is often connected with the Devil (as an English incarnation of the Hellhound), and is sometimes an omen of death. It is sometimes associated with electrical storms (such as Black Shuck's appearance at Bungay, Suffolk), and also with crossroads, barrows (as a type of fairy hound), places of execution and ancient pathways. Black dogs are generally regarded as sinister or malevolent, and a few (such as the Barghest and Shuck) are said to be directly harmful.”
Considering their viral abilities and association with Wesker, Hellhounds are the perfect choice to represent Hunter.
#Hunter Delaney#Resident Evil OC#RE OC#myedits#moodboard#moodboards#mood board#mood boards#normally I wouldn't use wikipedia as a source#but for something as low stakes as this#I think it works fine#I hope this came out okay#I wanted to make this as I really like the association of Hunter with Hellhounds/Black Dogs
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Introductions!
Hello, I am Yenbi from @wistful-black-shuck who decided to make a side blog for posting kin/system/irls/therian help :)
I also coin genders! And post my own musings occasionally.
Dividers: here and here
PNG sources: here and here
What we can do: self care kits! Aesthetic ideas and inspo! Names and pronouns! Possibly moodboards and similar photo edits and icons! Also Yenbi can coin genders as well
Sources: dsmp, Walten files, minecraft in general, original characters, IDV, and pretty much anything! However if I don’t know very much about a source I’m sorry!
Anon list:
🌩👁 anon
📍anon
Dni: shipping discourse, fakeclaimers, anti-blm/lgbt, I can’t think of anything else at the moment! I’m pro all good faith identities.
Banner below from here
Tag list:
Lindwyrm system tags:
Yenbi [any prns]
Sparrow [they/dew/rewind]
Faers [it/void/lurk]
Sha [she/they/rose]
General Tags:
Isn’t it beautiful! [names + pronouns]
I’m here to help… [moodboards & ideas]
He’s so melancholy…[self care kits]
Turn the lights on [icons]
My beloved…[my own requests]
Dear micheal [gender coining]
Requests: open!
Gender coining: open!
Kin-help: open!
About the Lindwyrm System!
Irl cTubbo, Andrew (Idv) and Lori (NiTW)
Wolf therian as well
Transmasc, aromantic and uranic
#Isn’t it beautiful! [names + pronouns]#I’m here to help… [moodboards & ideas]#He’s so melancholy…[self care kits]#Turn the lights on [icons]#My beloved…[my own requests]#Dear micheal [gender coining]#yenbi [any prns]#sparrow [they/dew/rewind]#Faers [it/void/lurk]#Sha [she/they/rose]
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Could I have a black shuck moodboard?
Thank you!
here you are !
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The way my personal Black Shuck kin moodboard has gotten so much attention still shocks me
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Church grim/black shuck/black dog moodboard.
#endel#endelity#endelic#clinical zoanthropy#clinical cynanthropy#clinical lycanthropy#church grim irl#black shuck irl#moodboard
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Hello do you mind doing a punkish black shuck moodboard with cozy autumn, fiery themes? I love your boards btw ;;
🍂🔥Black Shuck🔥🍂
Feel free to use with credit <3
Requested by Anon
Requests open!!
#blackshuckkin#shuckkin#hellhoundkin#wolfkin#demonkin#caninekin#dogkin#cryptidkin#monsterkin#werewolfkin#otherkin#otherkin moodboard#hellhoundkin moodboard#cryptidkin moodboard#black shuck moodboard#black shuck#shuck
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Cozy Black Shuck moodboard please? UwU -clownboyjeffery
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#ok to tag as me#ok to tag as me or kin#ok to tag as kin#ok to tag as me/kin#ok to tag as kin/me#kin#moodboard#kin moodboard#black shuck#black shuck moodboard#ask#anon#clownboyjeffery
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Black Shuck moodboard for @ironsilversaltandtea.
#I liked making this!#Mostly because I have a dog of my own.#She doesn't look anything like this though.#black shuck#black shock#old shock#black dog#grim#death omen#east anglia#britain#british isles#british cryptid#cryptid#folklore#mythology#european mythology#european folklore#dog#black shuck moodboard#cryptid moodboard#cryptid moodboards#moodboard#mystery#spooky#halloween#buzzfeed unsolved
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Thank you for the opportunity, id love to see a black shuck moodboard! but not particularly scary, themes of them being a guifing spirit as thats what i used to be!
Here's my best attempt at this board!
Requests are open!
#bingo shut up#otherkin#otherkin community#otherkin moodboard#bingos stuff#shuck kin#shuckkin#kin help#kin requests
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black shuck moodboard for anon
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