You cannot outrun Death

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You cannot outrun Death
Felt cute, might delete later⋆˚꩜。
currently having a shift of my death conceptkin. where are the souls why can i not see them. where is my scythe. and why do i have FLESH!!!!! EW!!!!!! GET IT OFFA ME!!!!!!
and yeah on a scale of full human to non-human i fall further to non-human tbh. just a walking skeleton who does hys work and stuff. except when i’m NOT working i’m the silliest skel you’ve ever met in the history of anything ever!!!! yay!!!!!
i just want my scythe in my hands and my flesh gone at this point. why am i trapped within this frail human shell!!!! get me outta here!!!!! cries
⏳•{Reaperkin/Deathkin personal moodboard}•⏳
@canines-crown DREW THIS FOR YOU CUZ YOU SAID YOURE A WOLF AND CONCEPTKIN OF DEATH AND IM A WOLF AND LIFE/EXISTENCE OH MY GOSHHDHSHHSHXKX
I HOPE YOU ENJOY! I took some artistic liberties but like.. THATS US! Yeah? Yeah.. tried my best :3
some different versions below the cut:
"Shallow" poem written by TheNotFoxForest
When I die, bury me with moss
bury me with leaves and put me in the ground with the glass shards of my silent heart
Don't burn my corpse and turn me to diamond
don't trap my soul in a prison of polished wood
My life was not what I meant it to be and I couldn't regret a word or action even still
and even still
fill my body with seeds and snails
let flowers grow from my misguided soil made of rotting flesh and forgotten wishes and let them unfold
The canyons painted with my skin welcome rivers of slime and foul-scented liquid
Let me be beautiful in all the ways I could never achieve in my live state
and let a forest grow from my corpse
When I die, let my heart and soul keep growing
let it keep breathing
let it keep beating it's phantom song
"Thump, thump, thump,"
My heart still says
it is silent still
it makes no vibration in the air which travels through your ears and is interpreted into what we know as sound, but it is still there all the same
I could not live this life as it is, I cannot as it was but I can now,
filled with the cacophony of home and all who live here
the forests of now weep and mourn for what is told to them, but maybe
it will be okay.
So leave me be in a shallow grave
I will feel the warm embrace of soil and the comforting and wonderful touch and kiss of roots, worms, and fungi
Allow the sun showers and storms to wash your face of tears for something I did not fear and revel in my newfound wonders
When I die, bury me with my soul free and my body shallow.
Any death, decay, rot, or similar conceptkin wanna let me know about your experiences? Anything from shifts, how you discovered it, what it means to you, and so on?
Tell-tail signs I was an alterhuman, along with similar memories...
- Once attempted to eat dog food as a toddler. My mom stopped me before I could, haha. - The late family dog, and current family dog, both being referred to as my fursisters by my parents. Of course, I adopted this language too. (We still use these terms, by the way ^^) - During stays at my maternal grandparents' home, I would sometimes "pretend" to be a dog. I stopped doing this as I became an older kid with health problems, but otherwise I got nothing out of it other than euphoria. - My mom would often (and still does) call my nails "cat claws". - Rarely, I would squeeze myself into the late family dog's (indoor) kennel. Of course, since I got bigger as I grew, I couldn't feasibly do this at a certain age. - Sometimes I would lick liquids such as milk or soup from a bowl (typically when no one was in the room with me). - Playing certain video games where you play as a nonhuman animal, such as a wolf, cat, or dog. - In roleplay, typically online, I would often play as particular characters... most of which I now know are fictotypes. - Choosing a common object as one of my primary names. - My OCs often aligning with my own 'types, even if they aren't me (example: a character that's the personification/embodiment of Death, but I am not kin with them nor do I view them as hearttype).