#this body may be human but i am not

[shayandwildlifepack]

Misceverse stuff!!!

Shouldn't have any tw/cw this time, but let me know if I miss anything.

https://www.tumblr.com/misceverchive/759258743819091968/not-really-a-coining-question-so-i-hope-this-is?source=share (used the first link from this to figure out my identity btw)

Actual identity and stuff under the read more or whatever it says, lol. :3c

I am Tridynamic (Alpha, Beta, and Omega)

Typically referred to by myself and others as a Beta. I'll typically just say Beta when referring to my dynamic.

I have behaviors typical of Alphas and Omegas (as well as Betas, but the other two are brought up because of me being typically referred to as a Beta). Beta by itself might fit this description, but it doesn't feel 100% right. I can't explain it anymore than that currently.

Physically average (towards weaker side though), socially moderate, and a caree temperament. (PA SM TCE)

I'm not entirely sure of my scent, but anytime I really think of a scent for me, I think of fur, chocolate, and woods/forest (I hope this makes sense, lol).

I won't be talking about any nsfw stuff this time. Just know that my misce identity is not just nsfw. It is actually mainly sfw.

My behaviors are ofc based on canines (wolves and dogs mainly), cats, and some bird behavior (cause of being crow).

Some examples of behaviors I have are: nesting, purring, scenting (idk if this counts as a behavior but whatever), and other noises to do with the previously brought up behavior types.

I can't think of anything else to talk about here, so I guess that's it.

- Cyan Lupo (They/it) | cause this is mainly related to my RWBY kin

[shayandwildlifepack]

Haha. I'm not even human, so checkmate to the people who say that. (The ones who say "love is what makes us human," I mean, lol)

- Zuki Shay Lupo (They/it)

"love is what makes us human" actually it's 'select all images with boat' but go off I guess

[fisheito]

@requiodile YAKUMO EATS BUGS AND I LOVE THAT FO RHRI OM

[ct-hardcase]

just typed out a war and peace style post about wanting there to be an equivalent of body neutrality in feminist spaces re: periods/childbirth/etc and though there are so many caveats to what I have to say, I think that there can and should be a middle ground between "your divine feminine body was built for these processes and you will embrace the pain with grace/this is easy for everybody" and borderline misogynistic fearmongering surrounding standard bodily phenomena

[woodsborostabathon]

have been fighting for my life trying to find this one richie/ethan x reader fic (it was like. an ethan fic but there was a pretty significant sort of kind of fake dating richie subplot) on here that i rbed onto a sideblog on my old acc and saved NOWHERE ELSE apparently bc it was so good but im getting NOTHING 😭

[moeblob]

What Deacon thinks: what did that mean? did he want me to wear a collar too? why else would he mention my neck? i mean, if he /asked/ me i would wear one but he didn't so would wearing one be weird?

What Ymber meant: It's nice to be near someone who isn't tethered to this world to serve it with a physical reminder for all to see.

[takeyourdailydoseofcyanide]

asking for help always makes things worse

[ahxiang]

genderqueer tharn/wansarat my beloved <3

[ehh-is-the-name]

It's past 11 on a school night and I'm fucking crying over robot sentience.

I could never understand what it would feel like to be created with the intent to kill and maim. Maybe, the intent to work and be worked, but not kill and maim.

I will never understand what it's like to be created with the intention of being a product for the masses, either. I think, I hope, I beg, no one does.

I will never ever be able to fully comprehend why hours of people's work, time, and money would be put into formulating my sentience only for me to be seen as disposable. Even if I could be improved, even if I were "defective", there is no reasonable justification for giving me emotions only to dismiss them by pushing me as a product for a year before starting anew.

It's... It's cruel, to the machines. Sentient or not, it's cruel. Though, I guess we are cruel.

[sysig]

VUXisms (Patreon)

[shayandwildlifepack]

[TW: Death and shit that comes with that, idk maybe more? If you find any more things that should be in this trigger warning pls tell me.]

Also, shit is happening in my life rn. I recently [on September 11th] lost my cousin, she died and we aren't sure how exactly yet. So, yeah. Death is fucking weird and I don't think I process it normally (AuDHD). So I may end up not posting for a while or might end up posting like every day.

Just sharing so ya'll know what's going on if I disappear for a while [even though I would likely do that even without this shit happening].

We aren't sure when the funeral thing is happening yet, I slightly hope it's soon so I can see my family, I don't live by that side of the family, sadly. Probably gonna end up missing like a day of college, but whatever, my family [my pack] is more important to me.

My cousin left behind a son. He is a kid. He's younger than I was when my mom in this life died. [I was like 16 when that happened, and I won't be sharing how old my 2nd cousin is]. So I really wanna see that side of my family, so I can try and be there for him. He's gonna need people there for him, and if I could without getting in trouble, I would drop out of college rn to be around him while he is going through this. (Protective wolf/dog instincts?)

There's just a lot of shit going on rn with my life, I wish it would stop for a bit.

- Zuki Shay Lupo (They/xe/ze) :((

[We is referring to my family, btw]

[pyrriax]

well today's as good a day as any to try and learn something new!

[bucket-of-mold]

So I am reading through the mechs fiction, and I read Archive Footage, and now I'm thinking about the difference between Ivy's brain and Brian's brain. Based on the way they talk and act, their brains obviously work very differently. Ivy usually talks in statistics and her fiction shows that she stores memory as data, more like a usual computer would. She shows that dilemma of trying to keep messy human thought inside of a binary computer. Brian on the other hand seems to speak more like someone normally would, and I haven't seen anything about his brain working in a similar way to Ivy's (I haven't read all the fiction yet tho so i might be missing something). He does have the morality switch though, which is something Ivy doesn't have. It makes me wonder about how their mechanisms were made for them to both have such different experiences with having a mechanical brain. Maybe because Brian is mostly mechanical, his brain integrates more smoothly with the rest of him, while Ivy's is more stark of a contrast? Or maybe Brian's was an attempt to have a computer brain be more outwardly human, which caused the bi-product of a morality switch that Ivy didn't need? There is much to think about and this is not even scratching the surface of my thoughts on how the mechanisms function, or how Brian and Ivy work in general.

[mushroom-for-art]

An establishing story before any horror lmao featuring @oogaboogaspookyman 's ??? (I don't actually know his name lmao), I wrote him as like incorporeal very ghostly cause I wasn't sure if he had a physical body if he does hes probably intentionally in ghost state, hope it's good?

Sometimes, Curiosity does kill the cat

A pang, it was inside Mays head it twinged and echoed as she stilled tail swaying behind her in waves as she honed in on the sensation. It was far away, incredibly far. It called out to her in a way she didn't understand garbled sounds something like voices overlapping each other and yet drowned not saying anything at all itching in her skull to track down the source beckoning, beckoning.

"Hellooo, earth to May come in May Station you're having a category three strange moment," she flinched at the tapping on her forehead eyes becoming refocused on her brother in front of her tapping her with his prosthetic, "oop Houston we have reconnected with the May," he grinned with teeth in a playful easy way as she swatted away his hand.

"Oh stop being a bother, did you not sense that?" She asked as he simply laughed about being annoying, giving her an unhelpful shrug.

"Sense what?"

"That, I don't know, a pang?" She looked at her hands questioningly, flexing her fingers in confusion and concentration. "That sensation. Voices, I couldn't make anything out though." Her brother simply stared at her as if she was insane raising an eyebrow at her, "stop looking at me like that I felt something."

"Oooookaay~" his voice was easy and mocking as he moving his arm as if to grab a stethoscope from around his neck and pretending to hold an imaginary listening piece to her forehead moving it around as he spoke "now how long have you been hearing these voices for huh?" He lightly mocked as her face fell into a soft scowl puffing softly out a sigh.

"I don't think stethoscopes are used that way," she jabbed back, poking his chest softly as he laughed.

"it's a fakeoscope works differently sis." He grinned as he pretending to make notes. "Of course, how did I not think of that," she half mocked half played along as he pretended to hand her a prescription, "I diagnose you with being insane, get these meds from the pharmacy."

She held the imaginary paper giving her brother a look, "you've been around people too long you're learning their mannerisms." He simply grinned in playful ease saying "yeaaa but you think I'm funny you're smiling I see it." He poked and prodded her cheek where there was a smile before shaking him off.

She moving away from his bothering sighing softly as she looked around staring off into the distance, "whatever it was it came from over there," she sighed softly swishing her tail again. Her brother sighed next to her saying, "you're not gonna let that go are you huh? Do you want to check it out?" She looked at him as he hovered on the spot, "come on then you wouldn't be able to get there yourself." he held out his hand to her, she smiled and took it as he lifted her up carrying her as she guided him on where to go.

It was daunting being dangled only being able to hold onto a hand as you're flown across an ocean and different regions. She was thankful to be back on the ground as he put her down flexing her toes feeling the grass beneath her feet as she looked at some building ahead of her. Matt flew around the perimeter as a look over as she felt the twinge again louder in her head but still making even less sense.

She crept towards the building putting her hand slowly on the door and pushing it over, a familiar scent of copper hitting her nose making her snout wrinkle and cringe in response. A bad feeling began to creep into her bones wondering perhaps if she should tell her brother quickly that they should leave or if her curiosity will get the better of her. It almost felt like she was being watched a heavy sensation weighing down on her shoulders boring through her soul core and being.

Jolting in panic as a hand grabbed her shoulder, "What you standing here for you weirdo?" Her brother grinned at her before turning to look into the corridor before them, "spooky looking place," he stepped past her either nose blind or ignorant. She reached a hand after him to stop him wordless but missed as he started to disappear into the dark corridor ahead.

"Hold on!" May quickly followed after her brother, the unpleasant feeling continuing worse as she went deeper in the building, she shivered holding her own arms at how cold it was her tail swished and flicked uncomfortablely as she rubbed at her arms for warmth, "Matt?" She hissed softly, "get back here you imbecile it might not be safe!" She whispered into the darkness with no answer.

She squinted between her bad eyesight and lack of night vision in the dark, stopping and looking behind her, she rubbed the back of her neck, it felt as if something or someone breathed against her neck as if they were right behind her following her an oppressive atmosphere looming like a body weighing in against her slowly. She swallowed anxiously, turning back around to continue forward fear creeping up her spine from her tail.

A sensation ran against her tail making her jump once more turning to look behind her as her tail swished, it was like someone's hand had been there outstretched to catch and run along her tail as she passed, it was cold, her whole tail shivered as she held herself squeezing her arms to self soothe she cautiously stepped backwards trying to watch the corridor that had been behind her to see if a ghost would pop out.

A scratching feeling went up her back stopping below where her second neck connected with a pressing sensation, it was sharp and cold and yet hot as she spun about again feeling toyed with now trying to replace terror with anger. "Matt I swear to Arceus," She hissed into the darkness quietly. She didn't get a response the silence sweeping around her like a blanket and offering no comfort as she held herself tail moving to wrap around her own waist squeezing herself softly as her hands squeezed her arms.

"AARGH!" She screamed as a white shape leapt out at her from a side door her tail unwrapping from around her to stand upright and immediately curling into a defensive posture twisting her body on one leg arms up to protect herself as it yelled and hollered before devolving into a giggling fit of laughter, she quickly realised the shape was a white sheet and who the laughter belonged to as she ripped the blanket off her brother who was doubled over now laughing himself near breathless.

"Matt you are the WORST! What is your problem?!" She hit him and hit at him again swatting his shoulders in frustration, "you're so stupid!! I hate you!" He just laughed harder tears forming in his eyes from laughing so hard as she hit him lightly with her closed fists.

"Arceus," he wheezed chuckling giggling, "I got you good," he coughed struggling for breath, "I got you real good! I was all argh and you were all 'Aaah no help me I'm being attacked' " he raised his voice to mock imitate hers moving his arm over his eyes like a damsel in distress breaking into laughter again clearly having amused himself.

"I was NOT like that you twit, I just screamed, you or something other has been messing with me!" He sniggered saying innocently "pft not me I've been off ahead there's nothing here, place does have proper spooky vibes though no wonder you're torchicken." She gave him a quick unamused look as he innocently put his hand up in surrender.

She scoffed a bit walking away from him, "there is something here," she muttered not sure what she was referring to really as her brother followed behind. The oppressive atmosphere at least seemed to have lessened and some of the tension left her shoulders as she moved feeling less, preyed upon really.

Passing a door she paused feeling a strange sensation through her body, she turned to look at the door a strange psychic energy radiating from it as she slid the door open, copper and death invading her senses making her eyes water as she looked into the room despite the feeling she shouldn't. All at once the pang in her brain turned from senseless sound to screaming. Voices screaming and yelling over one another in torment and agony within her skull with such intensity fear and anguish she had to grasp her horns and head as her mind was overwhelmed with the psychic level scarring and horrors left embedded into the room.

A cold drip landed on her shoulder the begs and pleading for help still ringing as she moved slowly to look at the red droplet rolling down her shoulder and chest piece, a soft splat as another drop hit the red sleek floor. She could make out parts of people strewn across the room, she couldn't make out a full body from one person, there was a head over to one side with the skin peeled back from the skull from the top of the head as though scalped revealing the eye socket which was empty and jaw bones and teeth, a chest with nothing else attached cut open ribcage yanked and broken outwards and organs stretched out as far as they could a lung over where the shoulder would be, kidneys ripped out through their back, intestines spilled in senseless swirls across the floor, except the heart which still sat hanging within the emptied out chest cavity. A leg cut open to expose muscle, a hand stitched against the face of someone else palm to cheek finger tips stitched into their skin to force the sensation of being touched by another in the most twisted sense. There was more than her brain and eyes could process.

"What are you…lookin…at…" She felt the warmth of her brothers pushing against her to look as his voice trailed off but she couldn't move herself to stop him and save him the sight. She heard him retch as his hand squeezed her arm from passing her before his touch left and she heard him moving away with speed to lose his breakfast outside.

Her tail was ridged as the smell of blood continued to seep into her, memories of possession began to resurface, bodies being broken and crumpled, burning flesh, screams from her own past, her hand came to emptily grasp at her chest feeling her new mega stone while remembering the sensation of sharp jagged crystals breaking through flesh and bone. She wanted to shut her eyes to push the memories down and away but it felt like crawling threads were seeping into her mind wrapping tangling around her thoughts squeezing them pulling them to the forefront of her mind. The lifeless bodies of husk clones pulled from growing tanks thrown without compassion onto operating tables, the darkened hue of her body and the creature that cut them, what could have been living could have been family, open to examine organs and create diagrams of internal structures removing parts and storing them for later. The crushing of organs in her hand the blood still faintly warm oozing from her palm down her forearm painting her grey hued skin red and the splat as the organ was discarded, she tried to stop the memories as they came the oppressive sensation pressing into her skull her second neck feeling squeezed by coldness. Dark hued reflection, thinning sickly body as the crystal glowed yellow in the dim lighting, twisted controlled consciousness carving into yet another failed lifeless body that they terminated, before bringing part of their flesh up to their teeth, the sensation on her teeth the coppery taste over her tongue as her mouth dried in disgust as the assault on her mind and senses continued. Cold whipped around her as if cutting through her a sharp jabbing like feel against her skin pushed under her chin threatening to push through and crack her jaw but when her hand finally reacted to grab her chin there was nothing there, just the lingering cold hot as it gripped at her tightly.

She brought her hand to her eyes to cover them closing her eyes to breathe steadily despite the feeling of her mind being invaded poured into and pulled apart every instance of her existence being explored by something else and yet nothing at all making her skull throb akin to a headache. The bloodied faces of the people in the room stared into her despite empty eye sockets in her mind as she continued to try to steady her breathing. She felt her mind slowly going numb to it all, bloody red flashes becoming meaningless to her, senses becoming blind, she sighed out slowly her hand moving from her face as she allowed herself to open her eyes in half lidded tiredness. Somewhere between broken and self protecting her eyes bleak a burning heat grew from her palm before falling to the floor igniting and spreading beginning to burn growing hotter and brighter climbing across walls and across the bodies charring and destroying flesh as she turned and walked slowly out the room and building hand brushing against and allowing flames to grow along the walls as she left to destroy everything.

She hadn't noticed her psychic powers levitating her through the facility till her feet once more fell and touched the grass and all at once all the emotions inside her burst from her chest, she fell down into the grass choking horrid gasps and sobs at the overwhelming grief and horror that washed over her, breathing shallow and with difficulty. She tried to focus her thoughts as she sobbed, warm grass between her fingers, grass and stones against her knees, warm rays of sunlight hitting her back, her breathing started to settle to ease off, cool breeze coming from the side of her, crackling of fire behind her, smoke from behind her, a bit more panicked by the fire she caused but her breathing eased off steadying. Until she felt cold.

It grabbed at her lower back almost spreading upwards causing her body to freeze, it crawled over her like it was trying to take over her the feeling of cold tendrils starting to climb and wrap around her second neck climbing and wrapping squeezing invading like parasitic ivy as it seeped into her lower skull. She could sense something, a presence, as it pushed against her brain trying to take over her to replace her an all too familiar sensation, it didn't feel like the synergy corruption though, it felt darker, much worse than that. In her minds eye she could start to feel the shape forming, lurching twitching unstable tail long twitching flowing darkness flowed from them in waves and an eye captured her entire soul in its gaze as its presence pressed and oppressed hers within her mind in her frozen like state ready to eradicate her-

A hand grabbed her shoulder.

She acted all at once grabbing the hand and flipping the owner holding them down into the grass, hand flying to squeeze their throat in defensive terror.

"Woah hey it's me!" Her red hued brother choked, stared back at her wide eyed equally as shocked by her as she was of him. Her breathing was ragged once more as she quickly retracted her hand from his throat in panic.

"I'm so sorry, are you okay??" she fretted as he pushed himself to sit before rubbing his throat, "crikey you're dangerous when you need to be.." He mumbled. She could only look at him guiltily until he nodded saying "relax you great loon I'm fine, but I'm ready to leave this horrible place, by that pale look I'd say you are too." She could only nod in agreement as they both slowly stood, he grabbed her hand softly and flew up carrying her along commenting, "arceus you're cold."

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"Interesting."

[todayisafridaynight]

The bookmark tag was #holder until i think of a tag for these asks but To Be Real even I forgot what it was...

BUT YEAH thanks so much for reading and I'm glad it's :] Intelligible At Least :] obviously I would be up for reading anything that came to mind after putting you and your followers through All That but understandable... A lot of people I've shown the checklist items or pointed out specific behaviors to have actually said similar [i.e. I'm In This Picture And I Don't Like It], so I totally get what you mean, too!

I think a lot of my picks wound up being generalized trauma responses/aftereffects of abuse or neglect [hence I meandered off into just talking about Jo's father half the time], so I guess it's to be expected a lot of them don't read as being CSA-specific or are broadly relatable; it's not like he's supposed to be read that way, after all. I just wasn't able to zero in on many of the more specific ones because I've Never Seen Jo In This Situation Chief I Don't Know What He Thinks About His Name Or His Body Or Mirrors Or Sex Or Affection I Don't Know How Well Or Poorly He Sleeps [Presumably Poorly Though He Has The Second-Reddest Eyes In The Whole Game]

I don't really think I'll have anything to add though unless Infinite Wealth goes off the rails or I actually continue reading the book... so that will have to do... I originally was just riffing on RGGJo's attachment issues, self-destructiveness, and specific entwinement of sexuality/aggression/romance, and his portrayal in my fic lined up pretty closely, so I thought it'd be interesting to apply the same lens to Y7Jo...

But Yeah x2 thank you for the opportunity to talk about it and I'm Glad It's Intelligible At Least x2

THANK YOU i really should change that tag to something better... <- i will immediately forget to do so like a jackass

BUT YA OF COURSE OF COURSE i was truthful when i said it was a real good read (but once again. i have -5 speech skills so i can't properly word SHIT) and was a thorough examination of jo's trauma and how it manifests in him and how it's exhibited through his actions. ALWAYS a big fan of that :)

[abuadam86]

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