#day in the life of a therian

[c4fin4t3d-f1sh]

Day in the Life of Me... A Therian who has Given up on Caring. (But isn't a freak about it :])

Before school: I put on my tail on my back belt loop because fuck school bullies.

Period... TEST: We had state testing, womp womp. Had to write an essay about building a town monument. Nothing exciting.

Period 1 ELA: We literally had a test break the entire period. I ate salsa chips and kinda just scrolled on Pinterest.

Period 4 Science: Our school day was out of order because of testing lol. We got our rats which we have to dissect tomorrow. I was the only one super happy (I'm a taxidermy enthusiast) and named my rat Timothy. One kid barked at me, I don't really care.

Lunch: My friends started making fun of me and calling me a furry and screaming skibidi toilet shit at me.... I ate a PB&J, strawberries, lettuce, and a granola bar.

Period 2 ELA: We were reading for debate and just doing research.

Period 3 History: We learned about the temples in San Bartolo and about H. Hurst, who was the lady who started the San Bartolo excavation groups.

Period 6 Math: We played this weird game called Rollo, and also played a jeopardy about completely unrelated stuff. Pretty fun class today ngl.

Period 7 Studio Art: Just worked on my clay tic-tac-toe board. Made some of the custom pieces in the shapes of crescent moons.

Period 8 PE (This is where it gets funny): We didn't have to change today and had free choice (luckily) but two girls started barking at me and took pictures of me while I was turned around, which kinda ticked me off? I don't know, didn't matter for long. We had to at least run a lap, so everyone ran off to the track and some girls we're whispering about me behind my back then started barking and awoo-ing at me, which I quietly refrained myself from asking if they needed a treat. The rest of class was pretty chill except some kids tried throwing balls and frisbees at my head.

Well, that's my daily life as a therian. I don't do anything weird, I don't walk around on all fours, I don't shit in litter boxes (or the school bathrooms tbh). What a shocker.

[fennthetalkingdog]

Dang, being nonhuman really is just like being trans, where I look back at my life and go, "Ohhhhhhhh, so THAT'S where it came from." It's easy for me to fall into the habit of thinking, "Well I just found this new label but I don't want it to infiltrate my whole life." But... it already has. All those moments pretending to be a cat on the playground, making fake "dog packs" with my friends, wrestling with my dog and laying next to her as if I was just another pup, attaching to my dog and cat stuffed animals, making dog-like noises to supplement my words, pretending I had (and still have) a tail to wag when I wanted, shaking out my "fur" and huffing just because I "liked mimicking my dog"—those were all my nonhumanity shining through. Me identifying with the nonhuman/therian label isn't an outliner, it's just the trend.

[domesticdevil]

dog boy date: going to the park together and getting distracted and excited mid sentence whenever you see a squirrel (there are many squirrels in the park)

[servalsahara]

me waking up in the morning

[kyofsonder]

Happy International Wolf Day!

[the-shape-shifting-system]

Unhinged 30 Days of Otherkin Challenge

Day 5. Do you like sticks?

Aether does, like with moss. We all like playing with them, but Aether would eat them without hesitation if this body let us do anything we wanted. Personally I would like nibbling on them, like with a bone but vegan.

[solarisii]

Not a collar proper but as a stand in that was just laying around, its nice to finally find one. Feels very very nice!

[biohazard-inevitable]

What I see when I wake on the other Side

With my bones too large for my body

My skin too taught

My flesh will rot

And I forever reach for something I’m not

My dreams are filled with terror and dread

I scream within how I

“Wish for Death”

And wake knowing I dont.

The shadows I see stretch across the floor

I search and I search forevermore

Until I tuck against myself and see

Yet another version looking back at me

His face so long

His bones so white

Moss clings to him and his eyes shed light

He stares at me through a curious tilt

His tongue snakes out and words are hissed

“You are me and I am you

Fear not, for I am what awaits beyond

I am everything and nothing and whatever inbetween

I’m exactly what you want but never what you need

I am time and space and endless breath

I am you you’re me

We are endless death”

His fur is an inky curtian

His spines jutt out across his back

His neck snaps and creaks and wails at me

He reaches down, claws spread out

He picks me up and pats me down

“Your sun has yet to set

Your dusk to come

Live on and rot

So you return to sand”

He is I and I am him

Our flesh is different

Yet our minds are Kin

[captain-crowfish]

They say to never trust how you feel about your life after 9PM but it's always before 9PM somewhere. Anyway I think I might be a therian

[werebeastbones]

was wearing my therian gear out yesterday and had to walk past a large group of people and when I did I heard the kids/teens excitedly go "look! Its a dog! Arf arf!" And the way I had to contain my excitement to not bark back and go "yes!! yes I am thank you!!" Im in TEARS

[fennthetalkingdog]

Also here's the fit for my first day of summer classes! If you think this is my usual style, nope, I will be back in my hawaiian shirts by tomorrow, but I've gotta keep the people on their toes!

[rowanwolf]

Winter brings with it the lupine urge to fling myself into a snowdrift and play. And then the realization that I don't have fur anymore hits and yeah. No rolling in snowdrifts. Spring is now bringing with it the lupine urge to just drop whatever shit I'm carrying, flop to the ground, and roll around in the grass. I swear to god, my wolf instincts consist of "I can eat that raw, right?" and "I'm upset, time to howl" and "roll in the snow/grass/sand/whatever" and nothing actually remotely useful.

[moos3-th3-goos3]

it is an inhuman hate crime that I am not cuddled up in bed with my girl rn

[entity56]

I feel the therian community needs a reminder:

Being alterhuman can be having dysphoria and little signs all throughout your life, crazy experiences with memories and flashbacks and full body shifts, never once feeling like a human and only feeling like your kintype(s)

And being alterhuman can also mean discovering a Creachur one day and going 'Oh, yeah, that's me' and then going on with life

And it can be a spectrum between that

There is no one right way to be alterhuman

[safaridays]

no, you don’t need to wear your mask/tail to school.

i wish young nonhumans didn’t feel compelled to be ‘out’ at school, especially when it’s a dangerous environment. i keep seeing posts along the lines of “wore my tail/mask to school! people berated/teased/put their hands on me, but it’s ok”.

no, it’s not.

like.. i understand a mask or a tail can be a very validating thing for some people. and i’m not saying NO ONE should wear them at schools. but i just keep watching this mounting trend of young therians insinuating you need some physical accessory or to do quads to be a ‘real’ nonhuman. and then it leads to things like this and it makes me incredibly sad.

i’d known i was alterhuman since late elementary school, actually. it’s a huge part of my life even now, years after graduation. there wasn’t a reason for it to be brought up, so i never did. it was a closely guarded secret to me, but it didn’t feel like a weight i was carrying. i always thought “no one needs to know i’m an animal if it jeopardizes my safety. so, oh well”.

“but, how will people know that i’m an animal?”

they probably will. they probably already do.

i was the designated ‘animal’ person my entire school career despite not ever handling animals in front of anyone. if there were pets, lost wild animals (baby rabbits, birds, lizards), or sometimes even loose livestock that got onto campus, it was always me who had to go tend to them.

everyone wanted me in their group in environmental science. if a project called for animal illustrations, the same thing would happen. it was certainly weird because i was also a ‘weird kid’ and not especially desired to be around outside of that, lol. but i was never harassed for it. it made me feel very validated, actually.

i had fun during gym running and fiercely destroying the opposing team in field hockey. i taught everyone which plants were okay to forage (and we snacked on them when we had to sit on the lower field for practice). every day i was hyperaware of the limbs i had that weren’t quite there. friends noticed my ears twitch and my nose wiggle at certain stimuli. i felt nice walking on two legs. i felt nice because i felt animal and i didn’t have to prove it to anyone.

really like… just do what makes you happy. i admire the bravery it takes to so earnestly wear your identity on your sleeve like that. that’s very impressive. however, there is NO obligation to do anything like that if you understand that there will be a reaction that poses a threat to you.

i want our kids to be safe, too. you don’t have to feel dysphoria over being discreet. sometimes it’s the safest option. and sometimes, that can be really fun, too.

study everything you can about your ‘type. wikipedia and animalia are good resources. ramble about them to anyone who will listen. jokingly refer to yourself as one in friend spaces. wear discreet clothes that remind you of your ‘type. find a nice private place outside where you can run and explore and look at plants and smell the air and feel like yourself. but by no means do you have to prove yourself. you know you.