#i say this like im not alterhuman

[nightfallsystem]

alterhumans are so funny but cool to me like yeah theres a fucking tiger or a dragon or a wolf or an elf that can talk to me on this site isnt that cool

[thatstuckietherian]

growing up is realizing that the person from the “on every level except physical i am a wolf” vine was actually based

[lupi-usque-ad-finem]

ever since i was a young pup i knew i wanted to be a werewolf cowboy

[gone-fish-mode]

"otherkin/therians can't possibly know what COLOR they are, thats too far. i guess you can feel phantom limbs, but you cant feel a color."

yeah ur right. got me there! anyway wanna help me pick out an outfit for tonight? here's what i brought to wear.

[starheirxero]

i ain't exactly alterhuman but i ain't exactly not alterhuman

[ghetto-omega]

"Incredibly common white people space" is so true

Like no shade to white people fr but as someone who is poc, I'm always like- "man.. where's the bipoc 😭"

It doesn't make feel lonely but I'd definitely feel less? Alienated if there was more melanin in the both the misces and alterhu communities

Yes absolutely !! I'm still so afraid of talking about any serious experiences I've had as a black person on here, I just don't wanna be alienated anymore than I already am both IRL and online 😭����🏾 it's just the little things that make you feel estranged, like if I use a lot of AAVE in a post it never gets as much interaction as it would if I just talked "properly".

Like I'm already stepping so far out of my comfort zone just making my blackness known, and like.. kinda a central part of my blog !! I just really hope other POC/BIPOC take a little comfort in it maybe U⁠^⁠ｪ⁠^⁠U

Besides, I'm having a lot of fun here !! Even tho I have a couple miscecanis friends irl, they've never been really interested in the world building side of things so I'm glad I get to share it with people who DO care about that lol

Thanks for the ask anon, I love you I love you I love you U｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡U

[ungodlyangel2506]

"robots are going to take over the world !1!!!!1!!!!111!!1!!" we're too busy on tumblr for that

[possibly-eli]

once again posting a reminder (very gently, when you consider how fucking frustrated i am) that i am anti-kff! there are otherkin terms that people can use and, instead of educating themselves on this, they actively CHOOSE to belittle and bully otherkin folks, all while being a teensy tiny little bit ableist in how they go about it. its not a "erm these people are just minding their business and they're ALSO kin anyway" NO they are NOT. they are, by very fucking definition, either 'hearted or 'link (IF their connection is genuine ANYWAYS). that is NOT. KIN. and its kinda fucking telling if you think a community whose entire existence hinges on deliberate ignorance and harassment of a group is equal to the group theyre harassing and bastardising the terms and experiences of

[your-pal-nebula]

My Silver Boxleitner fictotype: I recall everything that happened to me during my time in Fair City* as if it was yesterday. I remember my father, our henchmen, our lair, my friends, the thrill of crime, and everything else about my life with bitterness that I can not partake in it currently. Sometimes, I find mystery daydreaming about the rest of The Evil Villains Association, and how we all acted like a family that had been together since the beginning of time, despite none of us actually being blood related. Though, I do my best to smile because it happened and not be bitter it has ended.

My Velvette fictotype: Yeah, I... think I remember being her??? Vaguely??? I don't really miss being her but I can like... remember some of the Hazbin Hotel scenes with The Vees like I was there??? And Velvette is the only Hazbin I've ever looked at and thought "That's me!" so... guess I'm fucking Velvette now lol

[sourlyhaunted]

Fun expirence where I'm a doll and people sometimes tell me how they hate dolls. It's like a little funny, a bit hurtful, and VERY awkward from my perspective

[en8y]

just related you reposted Binded Basement; hooray another Binded Basement fallower! :D

@redacted-coiner

IM RLY VIBING W ALL THE FICTO-RELIGIONS IVE BEEN SEEING.... i think they are so neat

[companionwolf]

wait what do i make a zine about

ideas are ok if anyone has some

(i think replies to this will be on?

im not sure how that works here)

[human-souls-buy-dopamine]

"I'm a [character relevant to asked blog] fictionkin, [makes lighthearted(?), vague and not vent-y comment about experience]"

"Well I personally hope he burns, also be afraid i get askers who say a lot of violent stuff about him"

Can anyone tell me why this was an inappropriate response! /sarc

[that-dreaming-dragon]

I’m having feelings and experiences faster and vaster but even more abstract than I could have the word for.

Having shifts that the long list of glossary I got in my hoard doesn’t match to, having identities that I barely had the terms tagged on to.

I’m fine. Everything’s fine /genuienly

Just vibing honestly. I just want to speak of my appreciation to terms that actually have meaning and the coiner took the time to really figure them out, especially niche terms.

I also equally appreciates all the umbrella term that actually does what they are suppose to.

And I’m more thankful for the community’s combined effort to keep them so, and maintain the balance. It’s hard fight, inward or outward, people trying to twist the words, misunderstanding and misinformation rampant. Yet people fight—knowledge of culture and history, preserved. People share story, gives encouragement, and opens their hearts and minds just to accept, to understand.

I know I’m all over the place. But I want to talk about many things, how I holds terms like alterhuman, nonbinary—precious. How I keep solarian, maverique, kardiatype, paratype, and all the nichier words—close to my heart.

I struggle with words, and putting my thoughts in a linear, coherent way. The terminology, the well defined with care ones, are so, so important to me.

[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

[hollisofficial]

not to be a therian on main but life literally got like 30x brighter once i realized i dont have to view myself as a human