Therian Thoughts - Blog Posts

Sinking my fangs into my prey (Eating an orange) while my pack waits anxiously for me to allow them to rip at our hunt (My dogs want a bite but can’t have any bc it’s an orange)

HELLO MISCEANIMALIS AND THERIAN COMMUNITY!! It’s nesting season where I am and I CANT SLEEP!! It’s been 2 night stuck awake until 3 or 4 am and it’s taking a toll on me! please give me some hints or tips on how to sleep bc this is the second night in a row. It’s 3 am PLEASE

oh- below is what I’ve tried to cope

I tried building a nest but it’s too cold in my dorm to keep it up.

I have tried getting a snack or drink

I cant smell my alpha or scent them bc they’re 45 mins away and the hoodie I had from them that did smell no longer smells like them

I tried just listening to music or watching the little playlist of videos my alpha streams for me to watch if they pass out.

I’m new to the community (both A/B/O and therian though I’ve been aware of my therianism for a year) but never believed that the seasons have been effecting me like this bc it’s EVERY fall that this happens. I need help so bad PLEASE 🙏

Extra info that may be important is that I’m a bunny therian and omega. My alpha and I both just randomly realized one day that the shared “ghost limbs” we had were not simply autism but an actual thing non-autistic people experience.

This

I am so deeply frustrated with the way therianthropy has been watered down and distorted, especially as its been resurfaced on the internet. Its almost as if the essence of what it truly means to be a therian has been lost, and what remains feels like a shallow version of what it once was. My identity isn’t a trendy gimmick that should be reduced to mere aesthetics or roleplay. Its a sacred connection even, a way of existing that transcends what any human can understand. I am an animal. That’s not a childish fantasy, it’s a core instinct of who I am, one that shapes how I view this world. Since when did therianthropy become something that only exists in the realm of “pretend”? Since when did it become acceptable to trivialize and infantilize this deep, lived experience by calling it nothing more than a phase or a trend. Since when did being an animal, truly embodying that primal instinct, get reduced to roleplaying? Because my dysphoria is not merely an aesthetic. It is who I am. And yet, what’s been happening on social media, especially with the rise of these simplified portrayals of therianthropy, has shifted the conversation. There are so many out there who claim to “feel” like an animal, but the truth is, there’s a huge difference between identifiying with something and becoming something. There’s a difference between feeling a spiritual connection and living that animal essence every single day. The way humans and fake theriotypes gloss over the physical aspect of therianthropy is especially painful. For some of us, it isn’t just something mental or spiritual – it’s physical. The body reacts, the mind shifts, and the connection is as real as anything else in this world. When did that become irrelevant? When did we become invisible in a community that we built? I don’t gatekeep, I never have, and I never will. But it pains me to see the community being watered down, diluted, and stripped of its roots. If you are truly interested in understanding yourself in the eyes of therianthropy, I want you to dive deep. Explore it with respect, and recognize the significance of the connection. Honor the wildness that Is inherently part of us. But don’t reduce it to something cute or easy to digest. Don’t take what’s wild and untamed and make it a shallow trend. I am a wild animal. I’ve always been. I refuse to allow anyone to limit that identity to what they think it “should” be. I refuse to let this sacred part of myself be dumbed down to fit into a box or to satisfy a trend. This is who I am, and it deserves to be seen in its full complexity, its full depth, and its raw, untamable beauty.

This, but I actually do it (I will if I get 100 notes. Minus the school part cause I don't go to school)

My daily schedule according to anti-kin mfs

3am: get up to aggressively bark and howl at the moon for 2 hours, waking all of my neighbors up in the process

6am: make myself a well rounded breakfast consisting exclusively of raw deer meat

6:30am: scream and cry for half an hour because my mom is forcing me to go to school and wolves CLEARLY do not go to school. my life is hell

7am: throw all of my deodorant in the trash because it blocks my natural 💫 𝓅𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓃ℯ𝓈💫

8am: arrive at school wearing my fav buttplug tail and galaxy wolf shirt

8:30am: have a vague memory of having graduated high school already, but that cant be true because no therian is older than 16 so here i am

9am: yell at my classmates for calling me a human and tell them that they're being therianphobic, and that im going to cancel them on twitter and make sure they never get jobs

9:30am: enter psychosis

10am: angrily email the school board for the 8th time this week because they won't put litter boxes in the bathrooms for me which is therianphobic oppression

10:30am: sit alone in a corner and growl/hiss at any humans who get too close to me

11am: enter psychosis

12pm: single handedly regress the trans rights movement by 10 years

1:30pm: refuse to sit in a chair for class and instead perch up on a desk. teacher threatens to kick me out, tragically i am forced to comply

2:30pm: cast a spell on one of my religious classmates as i leave school using my evil devil anti-human anti-christian magic

3pm: more raw deer meat omnomnomnom

5pm: enter psychosis

5:30pm: burn a picture of charles darwin in my trashcan because i hate all of that therianphonic science and biology nonsense. you can't tell me what to do CHARLES

6pm: enter psychosis

7pm: enter psychosis

8pm: i curl up in my nest of roadkill bones and sheets that haven't been washed in 3 months and gently fall asleep <3