any / all pronouns!! •therian, otherkin, otherlink, fictionhearted || sc3n3m0 kiddo (^_^) yips and yaps about my stuff!!
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just made the most beautiful thing i've ever seen
i don't remember if i ever posted this but!! hyena lineart i printed n colored!! (it was free dw u can see the artists name!) and i wrote a lil poem for funsiesss
Don’t get me wrong, my therianthropy shapes how I experience the world every day. But I get so wrapped up in life; my adult duties, work, projects, mental health, etc. that I forget that- oh yeah, I am just a dog. I’m meant to go outside. I’m meant to feel the sun, to nap, to run without reason. I forget that I’m supposed to live freely, instinctively. Not just survive, but be.
Yesterday my drawing senses are active for sum reason so I as a creature made this oc art I did for only 6 hours :3
(Speedpaint under cut)
big fan of dirt
I'm sorry i didn't understand the human social cue i am literally a star :(
does it ever make you dysphoric that like, you understand language. I can write and read and speak it and sometimes it just feels wrong. I don't like it. speaking sometimes makes me so dysphoric I almost just dissociate to deal with it
having to do and live through the very basic parts of human society makes me feel even more dysphoric and stuck in my own body. I don't see myself like them and yet they see me as them and I'm bound by their norms and omg I hate it
FUCK. honestly just FUCK. We missed a very important day yesterday.
Not accepted as an animal,
Not accepted as a human.
Wish the humans would pick a struggle, honestly.
the overstimulated canine urge to tear something to shreds violently because too many things happened and no time to process and now canine anger and simple instincts and i need to tear something i need to sink my sharp fangs into something and rip it apart.
I would love to have a tail and all the inconveniences that would come with it
I would brush it every day, find ways of sitting that don't squish it, be careful of closing doors behind me, hold it close to me in crowded spaces, etc, I wouldn't care if it was "inconvenient", I would love it
Figurative art!!
I am really proud of this!! My paws and branches are tired, but this fuels me up (this drawing makes me shifty for some reason)
Sometimes dysphoria isn’t clawing at your skin, wanting to rip it off to reveal the reptilian scales underneath, sometimes it’s just like “who tf is this ugly ahh monkey in the mirror ☠️”
meow!!
if you're seeing this post i'm giving you my blessing ♡
you are loved and protected
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I am light. The wave-particle thing. The light that came out of lightbulbs. The light that you see on lamp-posts while walking at night. The light stars in space emitted. The light that blinds you when you open your device in the dark. The light from candles. The light of LED lights. Every form of light. Colored ones.
I am light.
- scrumptious tall creature
MSPaint Angel ☆
Acrylic on canvas, August 2024
I do experience species dysphoria, but not in a "I wish I was a real animal" way. Its more like a sudden hyperaware moment of "I'm not supposed to understand human language and conepts or idea, I shouldn't know these things the way I do. Because of their perception of what I am, they know me as human. I am not human, I am entirely a canine, but you don't see that. I am trapped inbetween my exsistence and their view. How miserable."
I feel as though I would be shunned away and called a fake if I ever truly joined any alterhuman space
Alterhumanity isn't something I can explain well -- my alterhumanity is the same way grass is green or the sky is blue. I don't HAVE an explanation for it, I don't have any profound thoughts about it -- it is me and I am it, simple as that. My alterhumanity is woven into my soul like a tapestry made of vines from the earth and whiskers from a feline
If you asked me "What does being an alterhuman mean to you?" I would not have an answer, alterhumanity to me is a distant feeling that you can never truly understand, but at the same time you feel so incredibly close to it. I don't think about it often, I rarely have any shifts, it feels as though I am constantly part creature
I am an imposter among humans but an outcast to my own kind, I am forever trapped in that middle ground -- never fully accepted by either
*wind sound* *leaves brushing eachother* *branch sways*
I hate being lightkin but also having sensitive eyes. What do you MEAN bright things hurt me I AM THE BRIGHT THINGS !!
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I am light. The wave-particle thing. The light that came out of lightbulbs. The light that you see on lamp-posts while walking at night. The light stars in space emitted. The light that blinds you when you open your device in the dark. The light from candles. The light of LED lights. Every form of light. Colored ones.
I am light.
- scrumptious tall creature