I feel so nonhuman today, which, in general , is good. But this time, it's like actually distressing, and I'm not enjoying it. I think it may be species dysphoria, I hate this so much.
God, I do not want to be in this human body, I'm supposed to be a wolf, angel, and a god. Not human.
Why couldn't I have just been a cloud? Or a star in space. Just anything but human.
I was actually crying about it earlier, /srs I just feel so yuck right now.
i have so much divine joy radiating from within me and nobody to share it with
My paws are not meant for writing essays.
These paws are for roaming the woods.
alterhuman culture is finding a new possible 'type and not being sure what kind of type it is (and honestly idgef to figure it out, i just know this creature is in some way me)
polykin culture is "oh, these two 'types are related!" (is there a term for when 1 part of your identity is an extension of another?/genq)
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This happens too many times π
I've had a temporary one of a horse and sheep - but I don't believe they're official π.
polytherian culture is trying to figure out if the thing you're looking at is a newly discovered theriotype or just a temporary flicker
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God, I wish I was a fox so badly. I haven't had a connection with my fox kin for a good while, and it's really hitting today.
To be a small fox and curl up into a ball.
I would be so grateful to have ears and tail.
I'm so tempted to ask my sister if she could get me a tail for Christmas. And she knows that I'm a therian too! She finds it pretty cool and has looked into it herself
I've even talked about some of my experiences to her. She asks questions about it from time to.
We are also writing a story together soon about anthropomorphic beings in a collapsing society.
I thunk this is an appreciation post to her. My sister is so cool.
I just joined a divinekin server, and how euphoric I felt π I am spooked /pos /hj. I'm talking to other beings like me in some way and found all of them so cool. ππ
This is me fr fr π.
βAnd god saidβ¦ βsend them without wings so no one suspects they are angelsββ
therian culture is stretching, flapping, and then/or nestling your wings close to your body when they become restless
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