Do you guys ever get such bad envy seeing a certain physical feature that your theriotype has…. I’m not talking ears/tails… but something more specific? Like seeing a dogs snout makes me so sad oughfhhghg I SHOULD HAVE THAT!!!
An original species by @willothewish / @thefoxglovesystem Currently 2 members within our system identify as a featherfox, myself and Lyra(who does not have a personal tumblr atm.) I wrote this quick overview for now, but I might make a more organized and detailed version later.
Featherfoxes are a type of fox spirit, generally appearing fox-like, with traits of birds. Their most defining feature is the feathers in their tail(s). These feathers are physical manifestations of a featherfoxes power. The more feathers in their tails, the more powerful the featherfox. For this reason, the feathers are heavily guarded, as losing one is losing a portion of its power and vital life force.
It is said possessing a tailfeather from a featherfox will give its bearer a positive gift, be that luck, love, riches, power, or even potentially immortality. This has led many to try and hunt down featherfoxes in hopes to steal its feathers. However, the featherfox is elusive and not easily tracked, with a subtle almost floral scent that confuses hunting dogs, and the ability to make itself translucent or almost invisible.
Featherfoxes are Luxmancers, meaning they can control and manipulate light, lack thereof or shadows. While their bodies can completely disappear, they will still always be visible as a wisp of light. Powerful featherfoxes can learn to dim this light significantly so it appears more like smoke but cannot make it disappear completely.
Since their power is stored in their tail feathers, sparks and wisps of light often appear around them, especially in young and inexperienced featherfoxes who are still learning to control their magic.
Despite how protective featherfoxes are of their tail feathers, they are sometimes known to gift them, often to close friends, loved ones, or mates, but also someone who helped them in some way or they feel they owe a debt to.
Featherfoxes gain their energy directly from the sun and moon, so they do not need to feed. It is a form of vampirism, but is not taken from other living beings but instead from natural light sources. The light is stored in their glowing antennae, which is then distributed through vein-like structures throughout their bodies. The health of a featherfox can be determined by how brightly their antennae glow.
Their “fur” is super soft and silky and is not truly fur, but instead a type of plumage that resembles fur, with a similar texture to down feathers. They are typically brightly colored, with some possessing a shiny or sparkly sheen, or even small sparks of light amongst their fur that resembles tiny flickering stars.
While most are wingless, some possess owl-shaped wings that allow for silent flight. Some are also able to manifest / hide their wings at will.
All art used is by us, please do not use or re post.
the fact that generative A.I. has created a completely new fundamental doubt in reality (checking to see if an artwork we see is manmade or not) and doubt in the instinct of enjoying art is unforgivable. its sickeningly tragic, and i mean it. NOTHING is worth this price and i hope that everyone will one day realize this.
One thing about my species dysphoria that kinda isnt talked about often.
I feel very dysphoric over the idea of being able to speak in my mind with human language. Like Im bothered that my mind speaks in words and doesnt just feel in a way? Like that primal animal brain is kinda underneath my mind yapping in English. Like I wish I didnt understand words bc animals dont know language they just know sounds.
I think this is also why I love the feeling of dissociation bc I feel like my mind gets a second of silence. No thoughts, head empty feels very calming to me. My ADHD definitely gets in the way of me being able to find peace in my mind but an added extra layer of it feeling dysphoric doesn't help.
I don't think I've fully been able to unpack how having faced harassment in the past has greatly influenced my sense of self and overall identity, having crisis after crisis, and never feeling comfortable with who I am, or my place within a system.
My time here on tumblr has taught me a lot, in that, I am what I am. I don't have to buckle down and submit to those who think they have the authority to dictate how I identify or present online. If it's not hurting anyone, it's frankly none of your business.
I cannot express the harm this has done to us as a system, leading to alters silenced, not being able to express themselves the way they would like, because we were afraid of being ostracized for not experiencing plurality the “right” way.
I must take responsibility as the host for trying to enforce an idealized sense of self onto the entire system. In truth, as while lines are blurry between us, we are also multiple. This has done severe damage on our system and internal relationships I can only hope will mend with time.
Honestly, I'm not really sure what kind of system we are, except that we are a median system (not always feeling plural) and frankly I don't really care what caused our plurality. We experience what we experience, and that's it. We don't owe anyone an explanation other than that except maybe doctors/professionals.
Unfortunately, because of harassment we faced in the past, on top of other unrelated trauma we were a experiencing at the time, we ended up dropping an identity very important to us, in an attempt to re-define our sense of self.
However we will be voluntarily re claiming this identity as a copinglink - That is, Ninetails from the game Okami.
I'm sure anyone who has played through the game can see how this identity plays into our plurality, but for those who have not, please be aware of spoilers ahead (even though the game has been out since 2009 but better safe than sorry.)
"True form of the evil that dwells on Oni Island and seeks to destroy the Ryoshima Coast. 9 souls inhabit 9 tails, each acting independently. According to legend, Ninetails can only be defended against with the Celestial Brush. Burning the tails will temporarily weaken it,and a lightning strike to the sword causes the souls to split apart. Strike the final blow when the true form of the fox emerges."
Bestiary entry from the game
Okami is a comfort game we hold dearly. Every time we are going through a hard time, we will play this game. It helps regulate our nervous system like nothing else can. Everything from the music, the characters, the comedy, to the art style speaks deeply to us. It is without a doubt, a heart home.
The second part of the game is our favorite arc, where Ninetails is the primary antagonist. As the beastery states, ninetails is made of nine fox souls, each inhabiting one of ninetails' tails. When it is struck, they separate, which is how ninetails is defeated in the end.
When we feel threatened or are “struck” it forces our singularity to fall apart. We also all identify as foxes on some level. We use this character as a sort of metaphor of how our system presents. No, it may not be a traditional system, but it is who we are, and it is who I am, and I won't let others opinions take that.
This probably deserves a proper long form essay but I think everyone would have a much easier time of it if we all started seeing nonhumanity (and, I think alterhumanity broadly, though this is less my area) not as some sort of specifically defined hard-edged identity capable of categorization as a platonic ideal and more of just….a mode of meaning making for clusters of experiences and thought processes. Like we get close when we describe feelings of nonhumanity as byproducts of disability, neurodivergence and etc but we should commit. I’m not a therian because “therian” is a neat box that exists metaphysically I can be put into, but because it communicates the way I have made sense of my existence and the way I interact with the world.
life would be so much better if i had fangs and a split tongue and pointed ears that i could move and a tail to wag and eyes that glow in the dark and wings and basically a completely nonhuman body
So alters in our system are becoming more distinct again and to keep things organized we may start making separate accounts. So far Eon can be found at @feathers-and-swords and we may make more for others too.
Didn't expext this, but since I've accepted myself as an arctic fox I feel a lot better in my body and less dysphoric.
I always felt like my body was wrong when I identified as a red fox, but when I look in the mirror, idk, I just feel like I look a lot like an arctic fox, like something actually clicked.
I have a heavier rounder build I was always ashamed of, but I realize arctic foxes have a similiar shape, especially with thier winter fur.
My hair is also extremely soft, one quality I love about myself. Its very similiar to my arctic fox siblings. I have a bit of arctic fox fur I got from a rescue a few years ago. One of the workers was cleaning thier habitat and gave me some shed fur.
Some arctic foxes also have silver eyes like mine, which I love because my eye color is one of the other things I felt was actually right about my body.
I might dye my fur black to silver ombre like how an arctic fox looks when in-between summer and winter coats.
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