#weres

[hypnofantasma-asks-and-doodles]

how does the lycanthropy work? are were's special cases or could anyone affected theoretically shift? are more drastic changes(like extra limbs and complete overhauls of original structure) painful/uncomfortable in some way? do people have to get clothes custom made for their new bodies?

Recently wrote the rules for Weres!

Any human is able to be affected. When or why, no one knows. All transformations are painful no matter what. Clothes have to be custom made, yep

[viridian-forest-collective]

Otherkin Discord Coven

Hey all! Just wanted to advertise the new Coven Discord!

This discord is specifically for Vampires, Vampire Familiars, Ghosts, Undead, Werewolves (+ other weres), Demons, Angels, and Dragons. These are the specific groups this discord is made for. We feel like these kins are underrepresented and we would just like to make a community for these kins!

I know its a little cringe that I'm advertising a discord server but I would really like to have a nice community for these kins.

In this server we are also a practicing witch/vampire coven and we'd like to include the above listed kins into our group. We host talks, classes, tips, streams, movie nights, vcs, and game nights. We have pluralkit and tupperbox for systems as well. Nontraumagenic systems are not welcome (sorry). This is a safe space please no drama.

I would really appreciate it if you join! There is a verification process so please don't just join and do nothing T-T. Can't wait to see you all there!

https://disboard.org/server/1198392187101118474

[mountain-lion-gremlin]

Do your thing alterhumans

[redrook]

I spent a lot of time handcuffed and in a cage in high school, for a charity bit the grocery store I worked at would do

the bit was that I was "put in jail for having too big a heart" and customers could donate to my bail to get me out (and the money would go to a children's hospital or something)

now. I was very clearly a teenaged employee handcuffed inside a large cage. and I would honestly tell people that I had been in there for hours. and people would say, that's terrible! that's awful! and I would show them my wrists red from the tight handcuffs, and say but I'm sooooooo close to making bail.

and then they would dump some cash in the basket, I'd thank them, and they'd walk away.

and every so often, one of the managers would come by and collect some of the cash, so I could keep being soooooo close to making bail.

I was very good with this bit. Parents with small kids would pay $5-10 if I told their children I had been placed in jail for not cleaning my room/doing my homework, etc. For people in their 20s, I'd threaten that I was very bad at playing the harmonica, but I WOULD play it and we'd all suffer unless they paid me. and for the most amount of money, older men in suits would almost always pay $20s if I avoided eye contact and stammered a lot.

eventually, the managers started to feel bad because I was in the cage so fucking long and often, that I'd need someone to brace me when I got out because I'd have no feeling in my legs. wobbling like a newborn giraffe.

but I would also rake in at LEAST $100 an hour in charity.

so they were like, hey champ. can we, uh, give you a pillow to sit on. in the cage. would you like a pillow so you're not just sitting on a cold metal slab. can we give you a pillow.

and I had to explain to them that if they gave me a pillow, people would think I was more comfortable, so they wouldn't feel as bad, so I'd bring in less money.

the compromise was that they'd bring me a nice coffee every couple hours, which I would have to try to block with my body from the customers.

all this money went to charity. that's what the money was for. it's what was on the sign. but how much they were willing to pay was very contingent on how comfortable I looked, never mind the fact that I was still a teenaged employee handcuffed inside a cage.

and out of the dozens of shifts I did this on, not ONCE did ANYONE say, hey kid I'm going to go talk to your manager because what the fuck is going on here. they would just drop money in the basket, and I'd thank them and sip from my secret drink.

I actually had people get MAD at me that I told them I was far away from bail, they donated like $15, and then 20 minutes I got let out because my shift ended.

again. the money was for charity. it was on the sign that was very clearly placed on the upper half of my cage.

so yeah. even when people think they mean well. people can be really, really fucking stupid.

[morganbritton132]

Me: You know how when you were a kid and you’d wish that you’d get sick or injured in a way that would justify why you didn’t live up to your potential?

Everybody, apparently: No?

[zelkams-art]

in all timelines in all possibilities only you can show me this

[cybermagia]

After all, it wasn't the best decision for a human family to move into the outskirts of a 51. But it wasn't unheard of. The prices were lower for humans, for whatever reason, so those that had nowhere else to go ended up flocking to these places, these manufactured borderlands. The only cumbersome thing was getting themselves certified as humans, but the Behrharts had went through the process uncommonly fast. It was just a simple scanner and set of photos and a new ID card for each one of them. Emily Behrhart, proud mother of four, and the kids Jake, Ruby, Winona, and Zander. Just one mother, and no other parent to speak of, which was commented on at least once through the screening process, but Emily, called "Mama Behr" by those who knew her closest, herded her little rowdy darlings (We're almost all teens, mom!) through every scanner with warlike resolve.

Surprisingly, it really wasn't too hard to get acclimated to the 51s. Sure, it might be... different, odd, et cetera, the usual holoscreens and cybernetic implants seen in normal crowds now speckled with fur and fangs and buglike, wide eyes, but it was welcoming.

That was the fault of the Weres. Emily couldn't call them all werewolves, because though most of them looked like they were mid-transformation into some sort of dog, there was the odd cat or pigeon or - never mind that, though - what was REALLY important was the party that ended up starting after a few of them hollered about the new neighbors and ending no fewer than ten hours later, well into the breaking of the morning and leaving the poor Behrharts with more brimming casserole dishes than they knew what to do with.

So, yes, the Weres. The best, or rather most friendly, cryps to have as neighbors. Emily and her brood got out of that experience with what was essentially a messy, piecemeal guide on how to survive amidst the 51s, told by the whole pack of the weres bit by bit over the course of the night.

Feed the Fae scraps and don't look too hard at the Demons. That's the first rule. If you don't feed the Fae, they'll go rummaging through your trash, and they're hell to deal with if they get trapped in the bin, which they do, frequently, even if you feed them. But they do it less if they get offerings. The Demons will thank you for that, seeing as the Fae are what they used to be.

Never let someone with fangs bite you. That too. Whether it's a Were or a Vampire or even a latent case of Zombification Syndrome the result will never be that great and you don't want to find out too late what the hell it was.

And wear a mask too. There's always something in the air.

All the insider tips tried not to blur together in Emily's brain after - she wrote them down and pinned them on the fridge, just in case. She really couldn't get just one thing out of her head, though - the invitation to join the pack. She scoffed, but her heart was warmed by the gesture. No, she was staying fully human, and her kids were too.

But even so, she had to ask.

"Are you sure you're fine living on this street?"

"Yeah, mom, don't worry about us!" was the dismissive chorus of her brood heading across the street where their new friends waved out of windows.

“Are you sure you’re fine living on this street?” “Yes mom. The werewolves across the street party too loud, but they turn it down if I ask them. Plus the vampire family next door keeps the crime rate low here”

[andisupreme]

At the company retreat, one extremely drunk girl asked what my pronouns were. (Eventually, it took her a while to word the question.) After the whole conversation was done, she goes- "YEAHHH GURL, Get on with--with THY bad self! See what I did?? They/them/thy."

I was almost holding back tears from trying not to laugh as I told her yes that's great you nailed it honey. Thank you very much I am feeling the love.

Anyway I've been assigned Thee/Thine at Supportive Drunk Girl

[boltlightning]

not watching severance and succession means i log on the day after an episode and everyone is like SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP THEYRE SO INSANE FOR THIS and the image cited is a man in a suit standing still in an otherwise blank, fluorescently-lit hallway. i'm happy for you guys or sorry that happened

[kayiiin]

Some extra content of the birthday post

[hypnofantasma-asks-and-doodles]

Do Vani have the capability to turn humans into monsters? Kinda like what happened to Null in "Arbitrary Sermon", or was that just coincidence?

Madeline's transformation into a monster is completely isolated from the Vani events, and is something currently known as Lycanthropy. She turned into a Were. It is happening all over the world and affecting humans one by one, but no one knows what is causing it.

Vani cannot turn people into monsters in the same way. They'd have to enthrall them to transform them into anything different, but it wouldn't be a back-and-forth transformation thing like with Lycanthropy. It would be more like a zombification process, whether they leave them dead or alive. Either way, Vani can only create mob thralls, and ONLY with the help of an Amplifier.

Weres are not only fully autonomous still but are even stronger than their human forms. They are definitely not thralls. Vani wouldn't want to make something that can rival them, would they?

[thebreakfastgenie]

At least two major artists (Lady Gaga and Chappell Roan) making a point to vocally support trans people the Grammys is a big deal in this political climate.

[foolfortune]

[noodles-and-tea]

Haha… yeah… that’d be crazy…

[decamarks]

Guy in front of me has spent the past hour creating our professor in Monster Hunter Wilds