Update: It Appears That My Responsibilities Also Have Wings Because They're Forcing Me To Face Them Tomorrow

"nobody will accept me": a diagram

you dont have to be the "acceptable" kind of otherkin. like, seriously. don't try to be something you're not just because you think you'll become more "acceptable" to the people who unfortunately just dont accept anyone who's a single inch out of their expected portrayal of the average "normal" person.

go be a creature. please.

11,15,16,18?

HELLO these might not be in the right order but ty for the ask <3

11. Strangest thing you do to affirm your kintypes?

I guess it is considered weird to fill my storage with pictures that remind me of home ?

15. How does being alterhuman affect your day to day life?

Well, it's certainly not pleasant to miss home almost all the time, but I try to deal with that. The real issues come with my interactions with humans. They're just so difficult to talk to and to please, but I don't want to put all the blame on them, because the feeling of inadequacy is the biggest obstacle that keeps me from functioning properly. It makes me really sad sometimes

16. Does being alterhuman affect your religious beliefs?

I'd say yes.

This is about my personal experience as an angel who used to serve certain deities, one of which I remember the most vividly. It was a god of time and healing and a protector of (mainly) small children and animals. My feelings of gratitude and devotion to this specific god are the strongest. In a way, this is what shapes my religious beliefs, right? I just never know how to label them because they're far from the concept of "religion" that humans have.

18. Does being alterhuman affect your gender?

Not really, no. I was assigned female at birth, but by the time I discovered my angelic nature, I was identifying as a trans demiboy. In 2022, I realized I was actually agender (and i also use xenogenders), but it was unrelated to my divinity.

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I am way too aware of the fact that I can't use my wings to just go home BECAUSE THIS BODY IS TOO HEAVY. LET ME BEEEEE

I just want to go home :(

like I just wanna flap my wings and take off- why can't I do that??? I'm supposed to have wings and fly around like wtf dude where are my wings?????

What if I spread my wings and forever disappeared into the sky tomorrow morning instead of going back to school

Hi *flaps wings* *wraps wings around you* *pats your head with wings* *folds wings over face*

Here's a reminder that your kin experience may not be the same as that of other people or the majority of our communities. Do not put yourself in a mold. Embrace yourself and how you truly are. How you feel is how you feel. Do not base your sense of self on people you don't know. I have been struggling with self-doubt about recently discovered kintypes (dandy's world kintypes). I convinced myself for a second that I was somehow lying to myself about my connections and that I was just being silly. And I still feel like that. But it is harmful to ignore it in order to feel "valid" in the eyes of everyone. How I feel is how I am. And I am learning to accept that.

Do not be your own enemy. Be your biggest supporter

To the animals, the wolves, the lions, the foxes and cats and birds: Your eyes shine so brightly. Your fur is luscious, your feathers luxurious, your teeth furious and beautiful. Your claws are sharper than you think. One day, you will get them back. One day, you will be helpless, human, no more.

To the fairies, the angels, the aliens, the demons, the mermaids and sirens, the divine: Even here you are powerful. Even here you are divine and beautiful. Your wings are gorgeous, your horns and haloes majestic, your tails ethereal. Home will welcome you, welcome us all, with open arms one day.

To my fellow dolls, the marionettes, the puppets, the toys and ball-jointed: We may be delicate, but our subtle power defines us. We bend and move and dance in ways no human ever could. One day, our everlasting regality will return to us.

To the voids, the glitches, the abstract, the eldritch, the robots, the objectheads: Do with this brief moment of flesh what you will. You know who you really are inside, and that’s all that matters. Your soul still bleeds the color of the stars.

To the monsters, the zombies, the cryptids, the vampires, the werewolves and ghosts: The world will always fear that which it does not understand. We understand each other, and through this we have made our own world. We create our reality, and that’s what’s important.

To the therians, the otherkin, the fictionkin, voidpunks, and all other nonhumans: We are strong. We know who and what we are. We know what this flesh conceals. One day, the world will see us for who we are and accept us as her children all the same. For now, we persevere.

hir·aeth

/‘hir,āeth/

noun a homesickness for a home you can not return to or a home that never was.

I had a dream about someone saying "hey your wings need preening" and it was so random, the wings I had weren't even accurate to my real ones. But yes. Yes my wings need preening

to me an angel is like. a servant of (a) god. but not just that. something crafted from the god’s very flesh, something ripped out and formed into a live creature. like gods tend to create living things, sure, but an angel is. closer to the god, I think. something divine but not on the same level as one. I’d almost call them demigods, but that has the wrong implications - part god part something else, or that it’s a god at all. angels to me are something unique and divine, not as powerful as a god, and usually chained to one.