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Beacon Feels

@beaconfeels

Yet another sideblog. Sophie she/they. Sophtly on AO3. My Wolfie West Coast aesthetic multishipping blog that’s 99% Teen Wolf. Occasionally NSFW. Enter at your own risk.
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ratwednesday

FEAST, GLADLY / MOON STEALER / WARM BLOODED

i hold werewolves as both a symbol of transformation and of self-actualization; they are the other, and the beast, and they are us. this art was created for october’s print club; it was also created for me (and for you).

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My very sick self to my sister: So I realized yesterday that there truly is nothing anyone can do for me when I’m really sick because I realized I don’t even have a go-to fantasy about it. Like, there’s nothing money could buy if I don’t need to go to the doctor, or like something a sexy lover could fix so…

My sister: lol

Me after a pause: except like maybe if I could have a werewolf or some other mythical creature who doesn’t get sick as a partner? Then they could like stroke my hair or whatever and I wouldn’t have to worry about making them sick.

My sister: ???

Me: and like, the werewolves in Teen Wolf can drain pain? so I did think that it would’ve been really nice to have one to do that yesterday when my throat hurt so bad.

My sister: … guess I need to hunt down a werewolf for you

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vampetite

There are hardly any female werewolves because they break all the classic rules of femininity. They force you to confront female violence, strength, size, grotesqueness and uncontrollability. Historically female shapeshifters always shift into something dangerous (snake) or sleek (cat) or dainty (bird) but female werewolves ignore the masculine gaze completely. They're distorted beasts that have no ulterior motive except to destroy. Nothing about them is nurturing or modest. They're the opposite of what a woman "should be." Their omission from pop culture is not an accident.

I know this is maybe not the point of the post, but this reminded me of this beautiful poem called When My Wife Is A Werewolf by Rosamund Taylor which I really adore so I thought I would share it.

This is taken from a collection of contemporary queer Irish poetry called Queering the Green, which has some truly wonderful work in it and is available from The Lifeboat Press (currently sold out but hopefully available again soon if you're interested).

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