#nonhuman s/i

[imagineyourmonster]

Imagine purring as you’re cuddling with your f/o.

#imagine your f/o #nonhuman s/i

[nerdwhoauthorinserts]

More soulmate AU nonsense!

Possible Trigger Warnings?: -Murder, violence, death -Alcohol mention -War mention -Major? Spoilers for Skyrim

Soulmate AU Mechanics:    Soulmates will hear their other half when they sing, no matter how far apart they are. If they’re close, they’ll hear it delayed, like an echo.

Important Notes: -   Brynjar is, functionally, just a Khajiit. His Argonian bits are basically just aesthetic, as is typical for ‘hybrid’ children in The Elder Scrolls. (He’s a Khajiit, like his mother, with lesser traits carried from his Argonian father.) So, no, he doesn’t have Argonian abilities on top of his Khajiit abilities. -   Brynjar is a Tojay-Raht Khajiit, mainly because I decided to look up what, based on my irl birthday, I might’ve been if I were in Skyrim. ...Tojay-Raht is what I got, so my S/I is just that. -   In the story, it’s implied that Brynjar isn’t from Tamriel. This is true. He’s from an island some ways away from Tamriel’s coast. -   The first two songs are sea shanties, the third is a Skyrim-based song, and... I mean, you probably know what the last song is.

  "My mother told me someday I would buy, galley with good oars, sail to distant shores!” That song had been playing in Vilkas’ mind for a while.

   Old tales told of the random appearance of ‘soulmates’, people who could hear their ‘other half’ singing in their head. Nowadays, however, though it was still a phenomenon going strong, many in Tamriel had simply waved it off. The war and constant tension killed many while they were still young, many before they could even meet their supposed ‘soulmate’. 

   So, many simply acted as if it didn’t exist. They made families with non-soulmates. Sadly, they simply could take less and less time toward the prospect of relationships and potential soulmates in Skyrim’s current climate. At the very least, they would meet their soulmates in the afterlife...at least, if they made it to the same afterlife.

   “Stand up on the Prow, noble barque, I steer! Steady course to the haven. Hew many foe-man, hew many foe-man.” Vilkas had never been the ‘casually singing’ type. He indulged occasionally in the songs and stories in the companion’s halls, but rarely, if ever, sang outside of that.

   His soulmate, whoever they were, though? They seemed to sing at any opportunity that presented itself. It was slightly annoying at first, especially on the battlefield, but Vilkas learned to tune it out when he needed to.

   But times like this? Vilkas simply listened, laying in his bed and staring at nothing. This song seemed to be a favorite of his, as he sang it fairly often. So often, in fact, that Vilkas could recite it from memory.

   Brynjar was far from the shores of Skyrim, sitting at the bow of his ship and singing loudly to the beat of the waves. In the background, his friends, his crew, sang along with him. One last song before going to sleep.

   Brynjar made it a habit of singing before going to bed. Partially a cultural thing, as where he came from, it was customary to sing for your soulmate every morning. Though, of course, Brynjar was never a morning person, so it more became a type of ‘lullaby’.

   Brynjar then lept from his perch as the song concluded, passing his friends and bidding each one he passed a ‘goodnight’.

   That morning, they arrived at the docks. They were less than welcome, as many could recognize Brynjar and his ship from the warnings sent out. Pirates. Who, in their right mind, could forget the face of a Tojay-Raht, clearly born of a Khajiit mother and Argonian father? If the small spikes on his jaw weren’t enough, the curled horns, belly scales, and eyebrow ridges would certainly remind them.

   Brynjar got attacked by a drunkard; Getting the attention of the nearby guard, one thing surely led to another. Soon, Brynjar found himself arrested alongside a few Stormcloaks. Though he managed away thanks to the dragon attack and found himself on his own, soon seeing the dragon flying off.

   “Soon may the Wellerman come, to bring us sugar and tea and rum. One day, when the toungin’ is done, we’ll take our leave and go.” The singing started up again, as Vilkas trained his blade. Brynjar made his own beat, tapping his foot on the wooden floors of the burned building he searched. Perhaps it was in poor taste to search the remains of that town, but he felt no sympathy for the people who tried to behead him.

   He journeyed to Whiterun, lying low at first, in hopes of simply passing everyone by and locating his ship with the guard’s resources. However, Irileth noticed him sneaking around. Thinking quickly, Brynjar recounted the tale of the dragon in hopes of slipping away in some kind of panic.

   Obviously, this didn’t work, and it roped him into the nonsensical matters of the court wizard and his silly ruins. Brynjar only agreed to the quest because it kept him out of the prisons, and also on the off-chance there were some treasures in that ruin he could pluck along the way.

   “The wolf bore its fangs and spread its claws, and tore at its own hide; Drink the blood, and become my sons, or you’ll never survive.” With little else to do, he sang as he walked to this ruin. It wasn’t anything special, just some random song he heard a bard singing once. At least, it wasn’t anything to Brynjar, anyway. Vilkas, though? He chose to focus on what he was doing, tuning out the song entirely.

   All was fine for Brynjar until he went into the ruin, accosted by Draugr and giant spiders. He almost threw his arms up and walked away, but decided he’d come too far to turn back. By the time he came back, be practically threw the piece at the wizard, covered in injuries and barely even caring about the strange glowing runes he discovered at the end of the damn cave.

   Before he could storm out, he was dragged into yet another ‘quest’. Though this time, he was very interested. The dragon that attacked was seen some ways away from Whiterun. Brynjar wasn’t really the warrior type, preferring magic and stealth, so he didn’t do much in the way of a direct confrontation. Instead, shooting arrows tipped with the venom from the giant spiders he killed, as well as using his magic when necessary.

   The ‘Dragonborn’ nonsense gave him a headache. He had the bones and hide, that’s all he wanted, but he ended up also gaining a dragon soul. He would admit, it was cool that he apparently had some kind of ‘magical destiny’, but meeting the greybeards wasn’t a priority. All of this happened in three days. He needed a break.

   Having seen a pair of companions in Whiterun when he first arrived, he thought that seeing the companions was a good idea for something to get his mind off of everything.

   Vilkas was having a talk with Kodlak. Only for their conversation to be interrupted by... him. Vilkas didn’t recognize him at first, shrugging off his offer to join the companions, while Kodlak took an interest. The newcomer did not impress Vilkas, but a few errands allowed Vilkas some time to warm up to the idea.

   The initiation ceremony was small, of course, while that night, they celebrated. Drinking, eating, and songs, as usual, filled the mouths of the surrounding people. But it was only when Brynjar began singing that Vilkas suddenly sat up straight.

   “Are you going to Scarborough fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and tyme! Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine.” Vilkas recognized his voice now, though it was hard to accept it.

   Finding your soulmate, the person who was apparently your perfect match? It was something that many in those days would kill for. It was strange, of everyone, why him? He would’ve been perfectly content had the divines had him lead a life without his soulmate, as so many had before, and yet... here he was.

   Vilkas was hesitant to say anything about it. Why would he? No amulet of Mara. So, for all he knew, his soulmate could already have a spouse. After a few quests, though, Brynjar found himself in Riften, and when he returned, an Amulet of Mara was around his neck.

   Brynjar was soon pulled away though, given the ‘blessing’, and went on a rampage, as expected. Vilkas had to wait, but couldn’t help being worried about Brynjar dealing with ‘The Silver Hand’. Brynjar dying to those werewolf hunters right after Vilkas had finally found him was a genuine risk, and one that Vilkas didn’t want to take. Of course, he didn’t have a choice in the matter, seeing as they already brought Brynjar to the hunters’ doorstep.

   Vilkas felt more relief than he ever thought possible when he saw Brynjar appear again in the Jorrvaskr, to find that he had bought a house on his way back, even!

   Vilkas noticed that Brynjar was shaken, though. No doubt a result of the events in the silver hand raid. Not only the death of someone Brynjar had gotten to know, and being attacked by another werewolf, but also, if Aela’s accounts were anything to go off of, apparently a couple of brushes with death. Now was certainly not a good time.

   Vilkas would give him time to relax first, since adding anything else would likely make it worse for him. That morning, Brynjar wasn’t in Whiterun. He’d gone to the greybeards.

   Still, every night, Vilkas heard him sing. A truly comforting thing for when he was away. Though he was gone for only three days, it felt like longer. When he returned, he seemed better. Vilkas finally brought up the amulet, only to find that Brynjar didn’t actually know what it was. Apparently, he only took it because it had a magic enchantment on it. But he clarified off-handedly that now knowing what it meant didn’t change much, seeing as he was, in fact, single.

   Vilkas tried, but Brynjar... rejected him? Brynjar, prefacing with a ‘sorry’, explained that he wasn’t interested in pursuing a relationship with anyone that wasn’t his soulmate. 

   Long story short, it didn’t take much for Vilkas to prove that he was Brynjar’s soulmate.

   Brynjar was more than overjoyed to meet his soulmate, and it thrilled Vilkas to finally express his joy as well.

#f/o soulmate au #selfship soulmate au #soulmate au #AU #Literaturelove #Blakas #selfship community #selfship au #selfship writing #f/o au #f/o story #mlm selfship #lgbt selfship #male selfshipper #werewolf f/o #nonhuman s/i #fictional other community #fictional other x self insert #Nerdwhoauthorinserts

[wanderingcritter]

Hell yeah im T4T 😎💪 (therian 4 therian)

#pls i need an alterhuman s/o sooo bad #i want us to have matching gear #and get shifty at the same time so we can be silly critters together #alterhuman #nonhuman #alterhumans #otherkin #therian #therianthropy #canine therian #bovine therian #dogkin #wolfblood kin #werewolf kin #transspecies #species dysphoria #therian gear #rq dni #anti transid

[dizzybizz]

😀 i love setting out to draw 1 character multiple times but ending up drawing multiple characters 1 time instead 😀 i love it so much 😀

#honestly the qi rong is still my fav.... first one i did.. its jsut so yummy to me ok #the he xuan too.. other two can go fuck off for all i care #i only care for the left side of this canvas #also i feel like i channeled my mbj design while trying to draw he xuan 😔 i cant help it--- like theyre both nonhumans with black n blue #color schemes in my head and.. yeah.. imean he xuan is water and mobei-jun is ice it makes sense in my mind #but also imagining that he xuan design absolutely tearing into food is cracking me up.. i just need to draw him enjoying a nice meal fr.. #tian guan ci fu #tgcf #heaven official's blessing #the four calamities #qi rong #hua cheng #he xuan #bai wuxiang #my art #me @ everyone: you get long pointy ears 🥰🥰🥰. (gets to bwx) ... not you tho 🥰🥰🥰 #i should draw every tgcf i want to so bad #you will never guess who my favs are i am so not predictable i am so unpredictable you would never see it coming you would never guess im s #i feel like i havent done a lot of tgcf posting on here tho.... . i mean my initial hyperfixation on it was last year i believe?? #but i never really stopped thinking about adghasdhgahdjhafa

[sennamybeloved]

★ dear selfshippers with winged f/os: imagine grooming/preening your f/os wings for them. it isn't something they'd trust anyone to do other than you. they trust that you won't hurt them, and additionally, they secretly (or not-so-secretly) enjoy being doted over by you.

#this may be a little niche #but it lends itself to morgana well #winter this is also for you and kayle if you're seeing this #【 ⛓ 】 ✦ * · ˚ — i won't let you fall tonight │ r: morgana . #lotus rambles #✦ * · ˚ — imagines . #self ship community #f/o community #self ships #self shipping #f/o imagines #self ship imagines #f/o x s/i #f/o x you #nonhuman f/o #monster f/o #winged f/o #angel f/o #✦ * · ˚ — my stuff .

[fo-enjoyer]

There's so many ways to self ship and have f/os and they are all valid!

The self shippers who only has one f/o

The self shippers who have multiple and switch between them

The self shippers who have multiple but only cares about one at the moment

The self shippers that don't have any f/os at the moment

The self shippers that only have family f/os

The self shippers that only have platonic f/os

The self shippers that only have romantic f/os

The self shippers that has a mix of the three or just two of them

The self shippers that polys with 2(or more) f/os

The self shippers that polys with f/o's canon

The self shippers that don't actively ship with their f/o all the time

The self shippers that care about canon

The self shippers don't care about canon and do what they want

The self shippers that only do imagines and never actually showing their f/o

The self shippers not comfortable showing their f/o

The self shippers not comfortable sharing their f/o

The self shippers comfortable sharing their f/o

The self shippers that use oc to ship

The self shippers that use s/I to ship

The self shippers that have some sort of talent like drawing, writing, whatever else. they constantly do for their f/o.

The self shippers that actively share the stuff they make for their f/o

The self shippers that are to shy to show stuff they made for their f/o

The self shippers who use it's the cope with their life

The self shippers who just having fun

The self shippers who are really horny

The self shippers who are asexual

The self shippers that are aromantic but still have romantic f/o(s)

The self shippers that are aromantic and only have platonic/family f/os

The self shippers that are not aromantic and still only have platonic/family f/os

The self shippers who are WLW or MLM

The self shippers that have queerplatonic f/o(s)

The self shippers that get over their f/os quickly

The self shippers that gets over their f/os after months to years but do eventually get over them

The self shippers with really obscure f/o

The self shippers with a really common f/o

The self shippers who self ship on main

The self shippers that self ship on a side account

The self shippers that secretly self ship because fear of judgment

The self shippers that ship their f/o(s) with other characters in cannon

The self shippers that are uncomfortable by their f/o(s) being shipped with other characters

The self shippers that hate and don't support the problematic people in our community

That's it. just don't support them.

The self shippers that are adults (that ship with f/o(s) that are canonly adult(s))

The self shippers that are minors

The self shippers that have nonhuman f/o(s)

The self shippers that have villains f/o(s)

The self shippers that have robot/AI f/o(s)

The self shippers that can never/rarely find imagines that fit with their f/o(s)

There are plenty more I could list here but this post is probably long enough. Just know you are always valid!

#f/o #self ship #self shipping #self shipper #self shipping community #fictional other #romantic f/o #s/i #self shipping positivity #platonic f/o #family f/o #familial f/o #queerplatonic f/o #f/os #nonhuman f/o #villain f/o #self ship positivity #s/i oc

[veryvaughnny]

I wasn't supposed to tell you this but your f/o was telling me about their plans to marry you.

#veryvaughnny 💕 #veryvaughnny:f/o"s ❤️ #❤️riri williams:veryvaughnny❤️ #🧡shuri:veryvaughnny❤️ #💚gamora:veryvaughnny ❤️ #💙neytiri:veryvaughnny❤️ #🖤⛓️ roza diaz : very vaughnny ❤️ #f/o #self ship #f/o stuff #f/o x s/i #self shipping #f/o community #f/o imagines #f/o x reader #f/o tag #f/os #nonhuman f/o #stoic f/o #villain f/o #f/o gush #pining f/o #s/i tag #s/i x canon #s/i x f/o #f/o x self insert #f/o x you #married life #married #marriage

[batsbolts-andfangs]

Hey, if you bring in weight to try to mock or insult an alterhuman, or anyone in general, you're a genuine piece of shit, hope this helps.

#🐺︴howling #therian #alterhuman #otherkin #fictionkin #i am sick and tired of individuals being bodyshamed for just fucking existing #god forbid a plus-sized creature attempts quadrobics or the world will go up in flames!! /s #get your shit together and stop criticising others over their weight‚ or just shut the fuck up #fatphobia has no place in alterhuman or nonhuman spaces period #this applies to fictkin as well #god forbid i admit that in my past life i was fat and nowhere near the body size of the canon character im a fictkin of #doesnt help that this character is notorious for having a toxic fanbase as well

[jeweledeyez-0]

Self-shippers with non-human/humanoid f/o’s, imagine dressing them up in human clothing! Would you dress them up casually - like sweatpants and a hoodie? Or would you do something more professional, like a nice suit with a nice tie. Do you think they would like feminine clothes or masculine clothes. Imagine your f/o trying on clothes from your wardrobe.

#🎴.talking #f/o community #self shipping #romantic f/o #self ship imagine #self shipping content #self shipping community #self shipper #f/o scenarios #f/o x reader #imagine your f/o #f/o imagines #f/o fluff #selfship #selfshipper #f/o x s/i #romantic fictional other #robot f/o #nonhuman f/o #f/o gush #self ship community #self ship #self ship comfort

[unicornsaures]

every1 out here having seasonal depression in the winter like hot girls obv have seasonal depression in march-april-may

#literally what the fuck too #the weather is always perfect #and i just ROT #personal #i guess? #ughh dont be surprised if theres a lack of chapters #motivation at an all time LOW #no fucking wonder i created the nonhuman au #puttin JL thru it! #(projecting) #ugh ranting in the tags agaib #there may be an uptick in nonhuman au(s)? #any nonhuman tragedy depiction of JL is my belived #i want the bitxh to have WINGS #but alas #i already finalized elf!laurens #maybe ill do another kinda creature thing idk #idk what i would do for it though #im already attached to elf!laurens #my lil emotional punching bag #putting him thru the horrors(giving him my problems becausdr FUCK that guy) #no jk i cry whenever i see JL angst :3 #why the fuck does he die literally rvey time i write about him #is this like a coincidence or am i just staying historically accurate #i dunno #im just a girl! #if i gotta suffer so does Laurens i dont make the rules

[astral-actias]

So I heard through the grapevine a bit ago that there's been some certain people with an axe to grind for whatever the hell reason I can't fathom considering I haven't talked to them in multiple years going around saying, 'lol Nevi doesn't know shit, he's basically kin-for-fun, he thinks you can just say you have a kintype because you want to be a thing, how stupid is that.' Like, I must be doing something right if I've got hate-followers letting me live rent free in their head, and given who it was (no I'm not sharing) I'm personally flattered that they dislike me so much. It's a good sign.

And if you thought I was going to refute that, no, fuck the law, you really can just be a thing because you want to be the thing, but there's also a lot more nuance in that than certain people are giving me credit for.

It starts with trusting people, and that includes yourself. You have to trust people to know what they want. You have to trust people to know why they want something. You have to trust them to make accurate statements about themselves in good faith, even if they might later conclude that they were wrong or that their situation has changed. (You also, as a corollary, have to trust that a situation can in fact change, and why wouldn't it? Things change. Identities fluctuate. That's just life.)

Obviously this doesn't include trolls, because they aren't making a factual statement, nor are they acting in good faith. But it does include people whose criteria for judgement may not match yours. It also doesn't mean that you cannot ask constructive questions, or offer other ideas.

I sincerely don't think it's possible for someone to really, wholeheartedly want to be nonhuman if they don't have some kind of connection to the type in question to begin with. Wanting to be a thing is a major symptom of being the thing. You don't claim an identity because you don't see yourself in it, you claim it because you do. And if you feel you're nonhuman enough to say that you're nonhuman, and not be completely lying, congratulations! You're nonhuman. It's literally that simple.

This also doesn't mean that it's impossible to realize you're a kind of nonhuman that you aren't excited about. That happens. I legitimately was not very interested in fae and even now I don't feel much kinship at all with other fae. It's whatever to me. But I still see myself in that as an identity and I still want to say that I'm fae. I can say that I am and I feel truthful, or I can say that I'm not and I feel dishonest. That's literally enough right there.

You also don't have to claim labels that you don't want. Nobody has to be otherkin. That's just a word. Nobody has to subscribe to the entire ideology, and make no mistake, it is a heavily prescribed ideology, with a ton of social and cultural norms. You aren't obligated to follow them if you don't feel like it. You can just not do that. On the flip side, because forcing labels onto people is shitty, nobody is otherkin unless they say they are and actively adopt that label, which hilariously enough makes being otherkin entirely, 100% voluntary. Go figure.

But at the end of the day, if you can say, in good faith, that you are this or that or the other thing? You are. That's it. That's the whole bar you have to step over and it's not high. There's no way to conclusively prove or disprove someone else's entirely internal, subjective experience anyway and that's fine. You can just say you are a thing, and you are the thing. Boom. Easy.

Assuming that I'm out here proclaiming that people are allowed to invent falsehoods for shits and giggles kinda says more about the person making the assumption than it does me. Nobody is saying that, but go off I guess. I'm saying that if someone really, sincerely feels it's true, and they want to assume this identity as a result, then yeah, it's true, because that's all any of us are working with anyway. All the 'proof' in the world amounts to a fuckin' hill of beans, in which the beans are various little thoughts we've decided to see patterns in and assemble in a certain way. That isn't different regardless of if you just got here or if you're the grayest of muzzles. Nobody's got shit over each other, here.

(Also maybe if we haven't spoken in years and I'm still coming up in your conversations as some kind of bogeyman who is simultaneously too stupid to live and yet also somehow menacing your identity with my big smart mouth words, you may be sorely in need of a thing called 'a life.' 'Cause that's kinda sad and I guarantee I'm not thinking about you.)

#otherkin #nonhuman #kin #fictionkin #alterhuman #therian #lol the usual things I say but this time with a lot more words than usual #tickled fucking pink that some certain gross individual(s) is still buttmad about...I'm not even sure what #considering we haven't exchanged words in a fuckin grip or three #but I'm pretty sure the words were something like 'yeah you don't get to tell me what I am fuck off' #so y'know #nothing of value lost there anyway #I waited quite a while to vague #and if you're trying to guess who it's about #you're probably already wrong unless you were in the car for the conversation

[alienslover-afterdark]

Imagine your f/o fucking you hard when you're angry or frustrated. They don't stop until you're feeling better and they encourage you not to hold your moans and screams

{no pr0-shippers}

#nsft self ship #minors dni #f/o imagines #imagine your f/o #self ship #selfship #romantic f/o #self insert #fictional other #f/o x s/i #villain f/o #nonhuman f/o #my posts