#identity zine

[concretejungleurbanforest]

[wormthing]

Personal zine about the Dendrogaster and myself.

[somnimagus]

My page for @kairizine. It was such a huge honor to be part of this wonderful book with everyone, I had so much fun!

[id in alt!]

[kyodelika]

never letting him live that tag on his underwear down

[we-are-other]

Otherkin beings, alterhumans, nonhumans, therians.

Send me an ask and tell the world what you are. Use as many or few words as you want without censoring yourself. It can be written like a poem or straight forward and simple. Do what feels right for you.

My goal is to collect and archive until we have enough entries to make a zine out of it that can be downloaded and passed around for free. I want to make our voices less quiet. 

❗️We have enough entries! Look at the pinned post to see what’s next.

How it works

You send me an ask. Short and simple example:

“I’m a ___.”

I will post your ask (I'll use the queue to space the posts out a bit) and put it down on the zine as:

“I’m a ___.” -Anonymous

If you don’t want to be cited as anonymous, you need to tell me. Like this, for example:

“I’m a ___. -Blue”

You can ad as much information as you want. An example:

“I’m a ___. -Blue, they/them, 21”

That would look like this in the zine:

“I’m a ___.” -Blue, they/them, 21

I hope I explained it in an easy to understand way!

I will cite the asks exactly how I receive them, including things that I think are typos. I don’t want to accidentally change something that was done on purpose. If you want to correct a mistake you’ve made, just comment under the respective post. I can’t allow this for anons because I need a way to know the request comes from the being that made the original ask.

Update

We already have over 30 entries! Given that number, I can confidently say that this zine will happen. I already started working on it. I'm excited! 

(Some of these entries are bringing me to tears omg /pos)

❗️We have enough entries! Look at the pinned post to see what’s next.

Informational posts and basically anything about the zine, my process and eventual questions I may have -> #other info

[moss-the-art-guy]

HEY I MADE SOME ZINES :D

Trans zine under cut (depictions of dysphoria) ↘︎

[akabirdieart]

Well, I wanted to have a comic finished for Trans Day of Visibility, but I’ve been working nonstop for 27 straight hours and it’s just not gonna happen before midnight. So instead, I’ll post the first three pages as a peek.

Once I’m able to finish the rest of the ten pages (I have about three and a half pages left to ink, type, and tone), I’ll post the whole thing! It’s a discussion of the intersection of DID and transness. The peek is just the introduction to it.

View at full size —screen tones can look wonky when zoomed out too far.

Happy Trans Day of Visibility!

final version is complete!

[milfygerard]

but fr outside of my contracted madness i absolutely refuse to give joe alwyn gold rush like how is that song at all related to their relationship the lyrics clearly spell out a relationship that either never existed or only existed in implication and fantasies and maybe-maybe nots and its so bitter and yet desperately soft in the bridge where it almost projects a sense of envy, of wanting to be them as much as you want them. It continues an interesting oft ignored lyrical trend of taylor wanting just as much to be her lover as to have them, envying their easy charisma (you were flush with the currency of cool/i was always turning out my pockets) or quiet dignity (your integrity makes me seem small) dating back to her earliest songs (the kind of flawless i wish i could be). Theres a projected self hatred and yearning to be better that twists itself into both romantic and sexual lust for her partners thats so fascinating and speaks to how all of her songs regardless of who theyre about are also an act of self reflection on who she is and who she wishes to be.

[tandizineidv]

🔎GUEST SPOTLIGHT🔎

We are pleased to introduce Mirshroom (@mirshroom) as a guest page artist for the zine! With their use of vibrant colors and attention to detail, they'll be an excellent addition to the team.

-Mr. Inference

[concretejungleurbanforest]

[goshdangronpa]

New fic!

Sorta? I wrote it over a year ago, but it only recently saw publication in Everybody Loves Hajime ( @everybodyloveshajime ). With permission from our awesome mods, the zine's talented contributors can now share their stuff online!

My piece is a story about Hajime taking Imposter out for a meal of big, greasy burgers. As they dine, they chat on the subject of shifts in personality. Why? Oh, no reason. Thanks to @catgrump for reviewing and editing each draft, and for making my first zine experience a wonderful one.

[rvelchc]

A small preview of my piece featuring Bane and the Will brothers for the IDV Disability Zine!

My full piece and the zine is accessible through the kofi link below! It's pay what you want and all proceeds go towards the PCRF.

[kyodelika]

my piece for the idvcatzine on twitter!!! please take a look at the entire zine :D

[limbstowings]

Back again with another preview! This time for @/idvoncezine : a zine focused on the once skins/character backstories if things were different!

The full zine releases tomorrow for free! So, please look forward to it! ❤️‍🩹

[janitorbot]

Her prices are reasonable.

[rustbeltjessie]

When I was Kerouac I was the outsider identifying in perhaps dangerous, naive ways with other, more obviously marginalized groups, because I wanted everyone to see that I could not fit into mainstream White America, even if to most I seemed like I could (Ti Jean with joual tongue ‘til the age of seven, me queer as a three-dollar bill.) I was the outsider always observing, even amongst crowds of friends at the happiest times I was writing it all down in my notebook or in my mind, collecting the stories, the places, the names of all the people in the legend of my life, archiving the hidden America of criminal teenagers, prostitutes in donut shops, the smoke-stained walls of greasy spoons, dark dealings under bridges, the wildflowers growing up through the cracks in an empty lot. I was the memory babe telling the stories of the lovers I’d lost, the brothers I’d lost, the sisters I’d never had. I was the young writer trying to find my voice, not even knowing who I was, not even knowing my own true name. And sometimes, when it all got to be too much, I was the one fallingdown drunk, or sitting in the corner alone with my brooding glooms.

—Jessie Lynn McMains, from Reckless Chants #28.11: Neal & Jack & Me