#im just really in my feelings about it. tomorrow is like the start of the emotional gauntlet

[zith-ipeth]

Dog Days Diary: Home and the Holidays. Self and Celebration

Hey everyone

Tomorrow, in America, kinda marks the start of the winter holidays, with thanksgiving, and the beggining of the Christmas season. I figured that for anyone still here I should give an update.

I’ve been very lacking with posting, I used to regularly post everyday, but as the world catches up to you, you sometimes have to slow down, but anyway, here’s some things that’s are happening

Tomorrow, for thanksgiving, my mom suggested we have all my trans friends who don’t have places to go over to ours for thanksgiving and homely vibes. We’re a bunch of queer weirdos and it gives me a reason to wear my ears around my extended family

I still havnt heard back from the place that was gonna do a psych evaluation on me. This is frustrating but not surprising.

My mom has warmed up to my being dog actually quite a bit, she doesn’t really react oddly when I get in my gear before leaving the house, and has been laughing at my brothers corny dog puns.

I had my first shift! It only lasted around ten minutes but I was playing and barking and bowing with my dog for a while, just chasing each other and roughhousing, it was honestly magical.

Im questioning whether im one person. This one needs some explaining and may get its own post, but a fragmented bit of myself has a number of distinct traits, when when im in the fragmented state, i like being called a different name? And I don’t feel like me, entirely, like im a different girl. I’ve mostly been calling her “The Other Girl” when talking to my friends and partner about all this. But she has a name I think she likes. It still feels weird to call her it, just as it feels weird to even suggest I’m plural at all. But whatever it is, me and my therapist are talking about it, and it seems my trauma hurt more than I thought. (If anyone has links or advice hmu I’m so fucking lost still)

I finally picked up the pen again, and finished a proper ref sheet for my fursona Bellsi! I’m really proud of myself for that one, it’s been a big win to start doing art again.

I know this has been a long ass slog of a post. But if you read it all

Hi, happy holidays if you celebrate. If youre able to express yourself around your family this holiday season, I’m so happy you found that confidence. If you can’t express yourself, it will come in time, I promise. Stay safe, warm, and full.

And keep your hearts and homes open, wonderful beasts

Run fast, bite hard, bark loud

Peace, love, and gratitude

-Zith Ipeth

[manticore-fangs]

Drinking schlatts piss

hold.. wait..

cw: piss drinking, thats kinda it.

yeah.. i.. i wanna.. just..

you finally spoke about wanting to drink his piss, he kinda shoved it off. saying "no." which did make you upset, but its fine!

until schlatt started thinking about shoving his cock down your throat and releasing his piss into your throat, making you drink it all.

then he started diving into some porn.. looking at men pissing in their womens pussys and imagining that its him pissing inside you.. then he sees women drinking their mens piss and then women pissing themselves.. it just goes downhill from there.

yeah, okay- he finally mentioned it to you and if you had a tail, it'd be wagging. "you know.. toots.. a few days back you told me 'bout that.. piss shit. im kinda interested in it." he leans back into the couch with his arms crossed over his chest.

"really? you'd be down to let me drink your piss?" you bring yourself closer to him, from sitting next to him to sat on his lap. he was getting red, his brows just angled slightly down, the 'angry' look of his plastered on his face.

"yeah yeah, ill let you. just this once though. tomorrow ill.. drink some water and shit." he waves his hand around trying to take your eyes from his blushing face.

the next day came and schlatt had a jug of water next to his desk while he worked, and also eating oranges. he researched on his phone what would help him piss when you were next to him, snoring away.

oranges, cucumbers, celery, soda, cranberry juice, spicy foods.. hm.. alcohol? hah.

today was just him snacking on the watery foods that would help him take a long piss, slurping down water, soda and cranberry juice.. even though he didnt enjoy the taste of the juice.

finally after around three close to four hours he started to feel like he had to go to the washroom, so he sat up and started searching for you.

you, on the other hand, was scrolling on your phone looking at stupid cats on tiktok. you heard the creaking of the stairs and you looked up to see schlatt coming down from his pit.

schlatt peered over the couch, looking at you laying there. "cmon, bathroom time." he spoke, stepping back up to the bathroom.

you leaped up from your seat, dropping your phone on the couch and stomping up the stairs, following schlatt into the bathroom.

you opened the slightly shut door, seeing schlatt have his pants down made you fall to your knees and crawl over to him while hes sat on the toilet seat.

"cmere doll.. need you to sit back a lil' so i can stand- there we go.." he lowers his boxers slightly and takes his half hard dick out, you open your mouth and wait for him to get over that pee shyness.

finally after about a minute or two you see piss trickle from his tip, right into your mouth. you moan at the sound of schlatts groaning.

"jesus, needed this release.." he sighs, throwing his head back and just moaning from having to hold it in.

one swift motion happened and now his dick is down your throat, your gagging, putting your hands on his thighs while your eyes started to water.

"its okay doll- just give me a minute, almost done- promise." you swear his accent thickened from the pleasure of his dick just pulsing in your throat.

you feel his piss fall down your throat, your gagging and at the same time swallowing. after one more minute, schlatt pulled out. you coughed and choked before taking multiple gulps, needing the air.

schlatt tapped your cheek, motioning you to open your mouth. you did obediently and watched him as he examined your mouth.

"atta girl. took all of my piss down in your stomach, good job." he patted your head and raised his boxers back up on his hips, you started getting up from the floor.

"d- so.. how was it?" you asked through the raspiness of your voice.

it was silent before schlatt just scoffed. "it was fine.. i guess." you watched him go back to his recording room.

yeah, he definitely enjoyed that.

[pcktknife]

Ive just progressively wanted to exist less and less and less in front of others for like years now and on my worst days it really gets to me

[skunkes]

not an ask, but I saw ur post and relate a lot to it.

anticipatory grief sucks. people will tell you not to think about it, not to let it steal from today, but some days are just so hard. sometimes it feels unavoidable, like it’s some goliath mountain in the distance or even the sky and you can’t not look at it. it’s like you have to keep trying to distract yourself not to think about it, and it’s exhausting, and you’re so fucking scared of the inevitable.

like how does anyone even function? the idea of the world continuing to spin when there’s this terrible, horrible thing that will happen some day is unfathomable but it does, and it’s horrible. Some day will mark the before and the after. nobody can ever be ready for it.

I hope the love you have keeps you strong. wishing you the best.

this is literally it. i know thinking about it Now wont make the actual day it happens any easier. but it's impossible to not think about it, especially since there's no tangible way to preserve memories or feelings or the like forever. i cry easily and get emotional over most anything and everything, which is another layer of difficulty wrt it because I spiral. I want to squeeze out of my body. im not meant for any of it

[bendoodle]

If one more man in my workplace tries to ask me out i will set the whole place on fire, i don't care anymore. I can't keep doing this over and over. These fucking idiots want to get into the pants of a fucking NPC, the person they work with isn't REAL! THAT'S A MIRROR MADE TO BOUNCE BACK WHATEVER YOU THROW AT IT IN HOPE TO END THE INTERACTION SWIFTLY AND WITHOUT ANY ISSUE. THAT SIMULACRUM OF ME IS THERE TO MAKE MONEY AND THAT'S ALL! NO friendship! NO relationship! You DON'T get to know anything about me! you get a COWORKER! and that's IT!

[deus-ex-mona]

i miss her…

[phagodyke]

the masculine urge to take a saucepan off thr draining board and bash myself repeatedly over the head with it until I pass out and no longer have to experience feeling Bad 😍

[petricorah]

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[wizardnuke]

does anyone know if we have to roll that rock up the hill again tomorrow

[danielnelsen]

things aren’t going well with peach. while i think my dad’s very right to be concerned that she hasn’t eaten anything in nearly 60 hours (obviously i am too), im becoming increasingly concerned that she hasn’t slept at all in around 36 hours and prior to that she was under anaesthetic, which isn’t exactly restful, so it’s closer to 48 hrs

like dad took her back to the vet today and we’ve got injections for her painkillers now because she’s not eating, and also injections for fluids (because she doesn’t drink; she only gets water from her food), so the not eating is Bad but also kinda under management, but if she doesn’t sleep soon i’m extremely worried. dad was like ‘if she doesn’t eat by tomorrow afternoon we’ll take her back because the injections will run out’ but like. if she doesn’t sleep tonight we have GOT to take her back first thing in the morning so they can sedate her or something

[lilowoof]

ngl gamers, I think I'm gonna inevitably lose to the hormones and depression in the near future XD

Can't bring myself to be active cause I'm using a lot of energy to not vent post all the time. But fuck it, into the tags I go!

[125storejuice]

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[cherrysnax]

havin the weirdest crisis of my life

[tsnbrainrot]

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[seraphim-soulmate]

when my roommates put things back in the kitchen incorrectly it makes me frustrated and angry. apparently, did you know, this is not a thing all or most humans experience ? some people don't have an intense emotional reaction to things not being stacked in the optimal way, or pans not being put back in their "usual" spot. did you know this. did you.

[jisuyayaya]

Fellas i am nervous