About Me.

☾ about me.

my apologies, it would appear i've vanished again. sometimes even posting online anonymously can cause anxiety for me. since i'm attempting another comeback, here's a new introduction:

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☾ you can call me lune or lucien ☾ i use he/they ☾ i'm 23 ☾ aries sun / pisces moon ☾ i have adhd + autism, pls have patience w/ me

i like to post + reblog the following:

☾ werewolfkin / werewolfcore / wolfkin aesthetics ☾ woodland / deep autumn / foresty aesthetics ☾ the occasional appealing recipe ☾ songs / lyrics i resonate with and most of all... ☾ my werewolfkin ramblings ~

i'm a very casual blog and i'm not terribly active, but i highly appreciate all the love and kindness this community has shown me and i hope you'll all continue to enjoy my werewolfy content, because i'll certainly be enjoying yours <3

Werewolf Tips

Fake nails (claws!!)

Wearing eye contacts

Wear hoodie/coats with fur hood

Make a nest with pillows and blankets

Get/make your ears or tail!!

Go camping/go outside on the full moon

Wear deodorant or perfume that smell like forests/the outdoors

Read up on the folklore and mythologies on werewolf and lycans

If you wanna dig you can get claw gardening gloves

Watch werewolf shows

Get sheets and blankets that feel very comfy and make your brain go brr

Listen to howling/night noises

Make a pillow fort as a den

Eat beef jerky if you get meat cravings

Wear clothes with rips like jeans!!

i feel as though, while a werewolf, i am and always have been a gentle soul. i don’t have memories of attacking other creatures. i don’t have memories of digging my claws into flesh. all i can remember is running through deep earthy forests and wide open meadows. i vividly remember the snow covered woods and the feeling of the cold bark against my hands. i feel as though maybe i collected stones or feathers, and maybe the bones of deceased creatures, but i can’t remember ever outright harming anything or anyone. i think the wolf inside just felt content enough in solitude and with the ability to fear nothing.

i have the fondest memories of the moon, and looking up at it through the treetops. i crave that type of peace again. my fangs remember the feeling of the cold night air passing through them as i ran for miles through the woodlands. they remember the hard things i chewed on to keep them healthy. my claws remember the dirt and stones they’ve touched. they remember scratching and climbing up tall trees.

at the same time, i remember how it felt to bear my teeth, how it felt for all the hair on my neck to stand on end, the way my ears felt pressed against my skull. maybe i was more of a frightened creature than a violent one. perhaps that explains the anxiety and fear of many things i have now. in the present, i simply wish to reside in my home alone, covered in fur blankets and with a nice warm sweater. while i crave the smell of the forest, the human in me finds peace listening to nature sounds with my dogs. while things are different now than they once were, i feel i am no less a wolf than i always have been.

self indulgent bear stimboard :)

saw what i think was a young wolf or fox therian out in public today! they were wearing their tail and mask and i thought it was so cool! i live in a very low population rural area, so i never thought i'd come across another therian! i was too shy to approach them and compliment them on their gear, but they seemed quite a bit younger than me anyways and i don't wanna scare anybody lmao. just thought it was real cool to see! made little ol bear me so happy to see others being themselves!

Rustic Werewolf 🌲