"found Family" No These Are Simply My Fellow Hostages

So real smh

legit seeing my moots for one (1) hour irl would cure my depression I think

me: 5 tickets please

x: for which movie?

me and my friends

If you were to vacuum up jello through a metal tube, well I think that’d be a neat noise 

My newest kintype!! Rawr :3

Search up photos of your kin and reblog with the first 4 photos that pop up! no matter what it is!

me first

Ugh

I'm genuinely mad at how Alterhumans are portrayed in social media (Mostly on TikTok).

I know if I speak of my experience I'll get called a clinical lycanthrope. I am a lycanthrope, just not a clinical one.

I will bite, I will growl, I will howl at the moon.

I destroy things with my teeth, I will modify my body to be more werewolf like, I see myself as a wolf, I physically believe I'm a werewolf and get sad I cant transfrom

I AM MY KINS, I ACT LIKE MY KINS AND I WILL UNAPOLOGETICALLY BE ME

reblog if it's okay for your mutuals to message you and create an actual friendship, not just interactions

alert alert a trans man expressed enjoyment in being a man for a moment and didn’t feel sorry about it y’all gotta do something about it how dare he say “men are cool” without stating he knows oppression and patriarchy exists and he’s sorry before that

Theriocide: therianthropic suicidal ideation

!!TW suicidal ideation, almost death

Recently I went through an almost death situation where a car almost hit me. Nothing happened, the car didn't hit me, no one was hurt and no damage was made, but after that something inside me "woke up". I've always been suicidal and thoughts about it are normal to me, but the way I've been thinking about it changed completely. I'm an elk therian and that moment when I almost got run over I felt like a deer in headlights. It was so euphoric in a weird messed up way! I felt like that was how I was supposed to die, like the animal I am, like the deer I am. After that my suicidal thoughts shifted from the normal "human" deaths to the most animalistic ones, being hit by a truck, being hunted by wolves, getting my head split in two while competing for a mate... The thought of dieing like an elk makes me happy, makes me look forward to it. I won't actually act on it, of course, I'm not actively suicidal and have a support network I don't plan on abandoning soon, but it is weird to think the happiest I've been in a while was when a car was coming my direction and my life was passing through my eyes. Alterhumanity can be a little fucked up sometimes!