if youve never physically been in the presence of like, a real live wolf, and you probably wont get the chance to, heres some stuff about them you should know
a wolf’s fur is so unbelievably thick that you can get like, your whole hand into it while petting. and then you can keep going
wolves are a lot bigger than you think they are. think about how big you think a wolf is then just like double that
they dont really smell like dog but they DO smell and youre not going to be able to figure out if its a good smell or not
a wolf really wants to lick the inside of your mouth. he will not stop trying to lick the inside of your mouth at any cost, and generally speaking you need to press your lips together kind of tightly when he approaches your face so that he doesnt worm his damn tongue in there to give you what he thinks is an appropriate greeting
a wolf doesnt really want to look at you while you pet him but he wants you to pet him. hes embarrassed
if a grown ass wolf decides to lay down on you, you just have to deal with it and thats your life now
young wolves, much like young dogs, are overwhelmingly goofy and stupid. a teenage wolf will see your very fragile, very human shoulder and go “i can probably step on that with my full weight” and then he will do it
letting a wolf eat out of your hand is actually not remotely frightening, and youll want to do it all day
I wanna know who did this research.
well, i did!
GOD. BLESS. I volunteered at a wolf sanctuary for a few years, and this is SO ACCURATE. (Especially that greeting, omg being frenched by a wolf is AN EXPERIENCE let me just say.)
• ALSO: forget hair ties. wolves will steal them. they just want to rub their floofeh necks all over your head without obstacles (automatic best stylist award)
those posts criticizing common writing patterns in fanfiction are so fucking harmful and they ruined me
so like yknow what??? People tell you to avoid “smirk” and “chuckle” as descriptors because no one does those things (???) but then when I need to use those words I have a ten minute crisis about how I’m a shitty writer. So heres my unwarranted writing advice: If you want your characters to smirk and chuckle fucking let them and don’t let anyone tell you that no one smirks or chuckles because I do both on a daily basis whenever I tell a shitty pun, bye
Edgy fanfiction critics can eat my entire ass.
i smirk and chuckle frequently…so I guess I don’t exist…
Have these people literally never said anything while sort of laughing, because that’s a fucking chuckle. I do it ALL THE TIME.
The transition from hurt and shock to ‘dad’s messing with me again’ really tells just how trusting Clark is.
And why wouldn’t he still believe in Santa as an adult? I mean, he can fly, breath in space, and shoot lasers out of his eyes. He’s friends with a living statue-lady, at least three different aliens, a dude who can run faster than the speed of sound because of magic lightning, and about three dozen other extraordinary people. Why would it be impossible for an immortal dude to go to every house in the world in one night, flying in his sleigh pulled by a team of reindeer?
This is a great moment of characterization for Clark, and I love it.
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