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I wish I could talk about my desire to be in one of those ant farm kits and the autistic kid that owns it observes me for hours at a time but NOOOO!!! it's "WEIRD"! and "ODD"! And not what humans are SUPPOSED to want!!!!!
okay kinda rant about a thing i struggle with that's tied to my alterhumanity
i
can't
stand
cleaning
cleaning my den and moving things around brings down my vibe so bad and i have a somewhat related issue with cleaning my bedding/toys and its partially related to my nonhumanity and partially to my autism
i cannot stand change in my space
ive noticed the family dog is the same way, she gets sulky when my mother decides to rearrange furniture
dogs are creatures of habit and comfort and i am definitely a dog
Where my fur I miss it
I'm so cold without, please :((((
I often compare being a therian to being transgender. Tons of transgender people feel they were born in the wrong body, and they were meant to be something different.
For me, it's the same with being a therian. I feel like I'm in the wrong body, and I'm meant to be my theriotype. I'm not a human, I'm an orangutan.
I would literally do almost anything to be able to have wings and be able to fly, almost every time I see a bird it's always a reminder that I will never be able to experience it and it makes me upset as a night fury fictionkin
I have a bit of a problem-
So, I made a TikTok account and posted some otherkin/fictionkin related stuff on it. My cousin (who’s 1/2 years younger than me) found my page, and I explained what the ‘kin stuff was to him since he was a little confused about it. I have absolutely no idea what he thinks about it since his only response was “ok”, but now I’m worried about him telling someone, especially his mom (who hates mine and would definitely use me saying that I’m a fictional character as a way to say my mom is bad), our aunt (who he and my mom are close with), our grandmother (who he stays with a lot of the time), or my mom.
My cousin is a pretty quiet and secretive person, so he probably won’t tell, but I’m still worried about if it accidentally slips or if he thinks it’s unhealthy or something and tells someone out of worry…
Got another kinshift for my unidentified animal kintype while shopping with my mom today, and it was very difficult to resist the urge to walk on the balls of my feet. Not only would it have been weird, but I recently found out that it’s really bad for your legs too (big thanks to the angel that told me about that, btw), so I’m trying not to do it at all.
Thankfully, I didn’t have to worry for long because I found a new song to add to my Nightmare kin playlist: Control by Halsey. It’s an old favorite of mine, and while listening to it for the first time in years it almost immediately triggered a kinshift. This one actually makes sense, unlike some of the other songs with the same effect. The lyrics are very fitting, even for the original canon.
I’ve been walking on my toes/balls of my feet for most of the day because of a kinshift for my unidentified animal kintype, and now that I’ve gotten home and taken my shoes off it’s so much more comfortable, but so much harder to hide.
With my shoes, the fact that my heels were off the ground was less noticeable, but now that I’m barefoot it’s so easy to see. I’ve been dropping my feet back down to a “normal” walking position whenever I’m around someone, and it feels so weird to walk with my heels touching the ground. At least I can walk like this freely in my room and at school.