Aldwryn

TW: §u1§1d3 mention, arguments


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i’ve been a bit shaken up all day bc of my little brother and Amethyst’s attempt to commit to the goddamn bit on the same evening😭

i slept until like 12 noon since i went to bed at like 2:30/3 in the fucking morning, but everything’s chill now!

i went to the local thrift store to get clothes for my ren faire costume, but the shop was closed :< turned out to be a good thing tho, bc i was gonna shop for some black, Raven stuff bc i was gonna go as a raven, but i’m glad that didn’t happen bc i’m going as an owl!

Their name is Aldwryn, Wryn/Wren for short. They live in Cloverleaf, the forest district of a warm wooded city called Greanweigh(green way), and is nonbianary! 

Any pronouns are cool for them - birds don’t have outer reproductive organs anyways💀

Greanweigh is a section of Lundaria - a little world that consists of 4 cities - Greanweigh, Whitesky, and Subauqatica!

I have to give a breakdown of Lundaria


Greanweigh - Greanweigh consists of Darkstreem (rainforest district), Sunrizon (great plains district), and Cloverleaf (forest district)

i’ll edit this when i finish Lundaria’s map, i don’t have it all done yet lol

anyways, Cloverleaf is basically a neat little village in the woods, houses in trees for the avians, houses on the ground for the ground dwellers, lush green everywhere, sometimes wet and rainy, but sometimes really sunny and hot. 

I love Aldwryn. They love oranges, they work as a gatherer and they prefer to be alone, but they have some friends!

I’m excited for ren faire

Amethyst has pissed me off yet again tho, idk if i’m valid to feel this way? 

i’m so pissed off, why do i have to be ordered around like a child, she’s not my mother so idk why she insists on acting like it

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anyways, it doesn’t make sense to me, if i get hot, i’ll take it off? if it gets hard to breathe, i’ll take it off? like i want to have it on as long as i can bc it’s the main component of the whole damn costume - if it starts to become an issue, i’ll immediately take a break.

idk, i can’t catch a break recently lmaoo

the part im MOST pissed off abt is being swore at, the “my family won’t be held liable for you”, and basically “i’d you’re not going to listen, don’t even show up, i don’t want to deal with it” nice, thanks for caring

idgaf. im mad, i’m annoyed, my head hurts, im sitting like a fucking shrimp 🦐 and i had some banging watermelon but that’s unrelated

whatever, i don’t have the energy to care as much as i’m currently caring. i think im done here for today.

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