When Someone Asks You If You Want To Be A Parent Someday And You Have To Lie And Say Idk Instead Of "yeah

Poll time! :3 Interested in hearing community thoughts on this

me: I do not have a horse theriotype, im sure of it this time, i just happen to really like horses

*listens to one song off the Spirit: Stallion of The Cimarron soundtrack*

FUCK

Free to use wolfkin edits of my therian flag design!!

brown, grey, white and black wolf!! ⋆˚꩜｡

tired animal, feel your fur against the blooms ✿

might start referring to myself as a therianthrope, rather than just therian. it really bothers me how much the word therian has come to be associated with gear and quadrobics and being "a tiktok thing", but at the same time it feels wrong to just abandon the word altogether given it's history in the community, so maybe this is a good compromise?

This is genuinely such a helpful way of thinking about it thank you sm

I had a super vivid dream last night about Wolfbloods/being a Wolfblood and it's been making me ridiculously dysphoric all day.

Honestly, the worst part isn't even my lack of non-human biology or physical traits. Yes it hurts not having my paws and my tail and not being able to shift under the full moon, don't get me wrong that causes plenty of dysphoria on its own.

But the worst part for me is knowing that if Wolfblood's were actually real they'd most likely look down on me and see me as some kind of fanatical poser, rather than one of them. Idk why it bothers me so much, they're not real so it shouldn't matter. But it really does get under my skin. I hate that I'd have no way to truly prove that I'm like them, if at the very least on the inside.

And maybe I'd feel better if I was able to study and learn more about Wolfbloods and their culture, get a sense of what it's like to actually live as one. But there's so little canonical information about what Wolfblood society is like, their history, their customs. Anything that is explicitly stated or shown in the show tends to be vague or brief, so Im just kind of left trying to piece together a puzzle that's missing most of its parts. It almost feels like Im the last of a species in a way, picking through the ruins of what others left behind. It just saddens me to know how utterly disconnected I am from where I feel like I belong and that there's nothing I can do about it. There's a scene in season 2 (i think) where a character loses her nonhuman abilities, and she longingly watches from a hillside as her pack shifts under the full moon while she's forced to remain in her human form, and every time I watch it I cant help but see myself in it on such an intense level.

Idk do any other otherkin/fictionkin ever feel like this? Does anyone have recommendations for how to cope with it, or more specifically if there's any more extensive Wolfblood lore out there somewhere?

hey so like literally tell me why i casually talking with one of my friends earlier today after class, and out of nowhere she started telling me about tumblr therians and werewolves, and how she had to explain to her sister one time what a therian was because she accidentally interacted with one our posts and it flooded her dash with therian content

WHILE I WAS WEARING MY THETA DELTA NECKLACE

deadass just stood there like

"damn that's so crazy lmao"

jumpscared bruh

I felt the first twinge of migratory instincts yesterday.

There wasn't anything particularly significant about the day. It was a bit warmer than it had been the previous week, the temperature jumping from low 30s up into mid 50s. It was drizzling and most of the snow has melted by now, but one could hardly say it was spring weather just yet. But regardless, some voice inside me started its quiet whisper "it's time to get going".

Ive had these instincts for years now, long before I ever realized I was a therian, much less a wildebeest specifically. They've grown more intense as I've gotten older, as is the case with most of my alterhuman tendencies, though they've become less overwhelming since Ive graduated high school and haven't been cooped up inside 7 hours a day.

Biological wildebeest are kind of constantly on the move, always following the rains, though the real spectacle of their travel actually does begin around this time of year, although season-wise it's nearly autumn for them rather than the start of spring like it is for us up here. They begin to migrate northwest, but interestingly my instinct always, without fail, guides me southeast, down towards Florida. I guess in some way that makes sense, we're both heading towards the same general region just with different starting points.

As spring blooms further here in the U.S, I know my instincts will get stronger and stronger, they always do. I'll crave the travel to warmer, wetter climates, encouraged by downpours and claps of thunder in the distance. My soul will scream at me to pack a small bag and just start walking, I never want to travel exclusively by car or plane, walking is what feels most natural. Trekking alongside what should be thousands and thousands of others who look, feel, and sound exactly like me, lost in a faceless herd.

It's beyond frustrating to long for a nomadic lifestyle in a society that all but demands a sedentary one. School, jobs, relationships, none of those things are built to properly survive a season of walking/hitchhiking across the country, at least not without serious fore-planning. Maybe one day I'll make it happen, hopefully I will, but it likely wont be for many years. I have too much going on right now. Until then I'll continue wishing I could just drop everything and head southeast the second I hear that whisper.

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

idk if anyone else has done this yet, i feel like it's a pretty obvious combo but i have yet to see it used around the community anywhere else, but uh yeah if this inspires u at all go crazy with it ig 👍