Liylac-Pantherra-Untsya

Just a sweet Andalite, from transsexual, Pennsylvania. I've come to write fanfiction, do conlangs and worldbuilding in the Animorphs universe, and generally be a crazy cloud artist.

[gadzookscomic]

Animorphs art scene seems kinda dead on Bluesky, despite it being a running joke thing for a month during closed beta lmao Anyways, here's my take on a Hork-Bajir. I really hope the upcoming adaptation makes them actually frightening. Also if any of you draw Animorphs art, leave a comment with your Bsky so I can follow you over there (or here, if you prefer)

[lilacnothlit]

Bsky is @anxiousounce ! That's my regular furry name for most things.

(Characters from that one are by @sarifel-corrisafid-ilxhel )

[grocki]

sci fi is all about getting so scared and ripping tubes out of yourself. people miss this

[grocki]

sci fi is all about desperately trying to reclaim your violated bodily autonomy. it’s all about asserting that you are a being with agency, and you can choose what happens to your own person, even if that’s ripping tubes out of yourself. and also sometimes an alien is there

[wallkett]

[ziekaramaik]

Visser Three: "HA HA! I have discovered the books written by the so-called Animorphs! I now know all their secrets! They think they can protect their identities by not telling their last names or where they live, BUT LOOK! Marco says he is the son of Visser One's host! THE FOOL! This means his last name is…" Visser Three: "Is…" Visser Three: "…" Visser Three: *hates Visser One so much he never bothered to learn her host's name* Visser Three: *can't reveal he doesn't know to his subordinates* Visser Three: "These books are obviously lies written by the real Andalite bandits. But I'm too smart to fall for them."

[cometcrystal]

rachel, on tom

Tom was dead.

It was hard to believe, because the mangled cobra in front of me didn't feel like it was actually his corpse. It was the body of some random snake he'd acquired. But he'd been in there somewhere, buried deep below his scales and his Yeerk.

Either way, there wouldn't be a body to bury. Not a proper, human body, anyway. Not him.

He used to pick me up and let me sit on his shoulder so I could pretend to be Wonder Woman. When I was little, you know? He wasn't much older than me, but he was always bigger. He could do things like pick me up.

We would ignore Jake reminding us that Wonder Woman can't even fly, and Tom would run me around their backyard as fast as he dared.

One time, he tripped, and I fell. Nearly broke my nose. I didn't care. Falling had been a thrill, and I ended up with a small scar to show for it. A really tiny one that you'd never notice unless I told you the story. (It was gone now, of course. It disappeared the first time I morphed.)

He'd felt pretty bad about the whole thing, and insisted that we go to the hospital, even after Uncle Steve gave me a clean bill of health. But that's the kind of person Tom was. He wouldn't hurt a fly.

His blood was still in my mouth. The cobra's blood. I spit it out.

The bear had enjoyed the taste. As for the human, the jury was still out.

[mercury-and-scry]

my pieces I did for @animorphs-30!! ax and rachel my loves <3

[ferrisraccoon]

Aximili-EsgarRaccoon-Isthill - a piece for the Animorphs30 Zine uwu

[mistynwindy]

Here's one of my andalite ocs, Khats Tema Dene (he's just generally awful)

[mistynwindy]

I'm gonna repost a couple of things from insta for now then I'll be posting things both there and here!

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

insp.

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

Controversial <lightly sarcastic> opinion time!!

I would 100% no questions asked become a voluntary controller ASAP as soon as i realized they were invading earth. Not only that, but I'd take it as life insurance. They're going to kill EVERYONE except hosts? YES PLEASE SIGN ME UP

And another thing: That yeerk would have me fixed up so fast. I genuinely think that ANYONE else could manage my life better than I am currently doing.

Also I get to have a little friend in my head? We would become besties or they would get so annoyed at my constant chattering. I bet the cafeteria food is good too!

POLL TIME!!! Would you be a voluntary controller or nah?

Maaaan, you're like so perfectly demonstrating why the Sharing's cult model works so well. And all the other cult models for that matter. You get thrown into a society that demands that you "excel" somehow through money-making, baby-making, meaning-making... and then gives you no tools for doing so. And then treats you like dirt for not hitting those bars, and blames you for it.

But the Sharing says that you don't have to feel like that anymore, because they've found a way out. A yeerk can take everything away from you, and can do something "better" (certainly more violent, anyway) with it than you ever could. And like, obviously the Sharing is a lightly re-skinned Scientology, but this is why the yeerks are going after people who are lonely or homeless or mentally ill — they know that an offer of control will seem like a mixed blessing rather than a curse.

I've never personally felt that temptation — for me, the bad mental health days have me wanting to pull a Chris McCandless (giving away all my possessions and going off to die in the woods) because the brain demons think that's how I can best help the world. But when the meds are calibrated and the sun is shining and the grief of it all is at bay, I have time to understand that that's unhelpful and to arm myself for the next time those fuckers come out of the mental woodwork.

All of which is a way of saying: self-annihilation is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. And the problem with yeerks isn't mind-control or privacy or someone else wiping your ass when you poop. It's that they bully "consent" out of you, and then once you give it, never ever let you take it back.

[snailkites]

2007 eBird gem

[crabussy]

it's normal and actually good for your health to see yourself in the most guilt ridden character you've ever seen in your life

[crabussy]

(imagining the guilt ridden character I relate to being comforted or feeling miserable) it's good for them.this says nothing about me

[todaysbird]

very cool but also kind of a dick move

[todaysbird]

Stop making Hannibal furry headcanons unless it’s this bird

[reggiemess]

It's apparently only ONE population of this species that does this. Everyone else hunts and caches normally. The other falcons probably talk shit about this fucked up torture family.

[skwerlly-squirrel]

Ooooh that’s even more fascinating. That means it’s a learned behavior they TAUGHT one another.

[righteousgrace]

[phosphorus-noodles]

Reblog to let your followers know that despite your current obsession your previous obsessions still exist and are simply lying dormant until they awaken and strike again

[whiteratnothlit]

"The Threat", my drawing made for the @animorphs-30 zine! Check it out.... I know you want to....

[twenty-of-your-minutes]

Elfangor’s Letter. Transcribed from The Pretender

Dear Tobias,

I am your father. You never knew me. And I never knew you. I do not know what your life has been over these many years. I hope that your mother found someone else to love. I know that all memory of me has been erased from her mind. All evidence of my time on Earth has been erased.

I am being given this opportunity to communicate with you by the very creature who has erased my life on Earth. He has called me back to my duty, and I cannot fail.

This will all seem very strange to you, my unknown, unseen, unmet son. But I am not one of your people. I have taken on the form of a human, but I am not human.

I was in a terrible war. I did terrible things. I had to, I suppose. But I grew tired of war, so I ran away. I went and hid among the people of Earth. Among humans. While on Earth, and living as a human, I took the name Alan Fangor. But my true name is Elfangor-Sirinial-Shamtul.

And though you will never know me and we will never meet, I wanted to make sure that you knew my disappearance from your life was not by my choice. I wanted nothing more than to live out my life, loving your mother and loving you as well.

But I was part of something larger than myself. I had my duty. There was a great evil I had to fight. There were lives I had to try and save. Including yours and your mother’s. I am from a race called Andalites. Duty is very important to us. As it is to many, many humans. I cannot say that I love you, my son, because I do not know you. But know that I wanted to love you. Know that, at least.

- Elfangor-Sirinial-Shamtul, Prince