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the post is NOT cute. tumblr users actually only sexualize old men as a stress response during periods of acute psychological suffering. if you see your mutual suddenly reblogging posts about 'want[ing] to fuck that old man' and editing cat ears onto members of rock bands or actors from the 70s, or characters from prestige television, it may be time to reach out. in extreme cases, it might be time to consider putting them down.

#I’m in this picture and I don’t like it #…oops

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Cowards won’t Reblog

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Ok the way to an event for my moms work :|

I think it’ll be fun but I’m so dysphoria and I have to wear nice clothes- I want to rip my skin off I feel icky

#gender dysphoria #tw dysphoria #tw mentions of sh #kind of

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REBLOG IF UR BLOG IS SAFE FOR THERIANS AND FURRIES

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does anyone understand my curse

#yes

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Bothering the beast

#this but my dog

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TW Vent

I need validation so bad rn dysphoria huts hard and my binder ain’t doing shit to help fuck- the urge to just legitimately stop in the middle of traffic is so strong- someone pls actually recognize the fact that I’m trans and not just forget the second I tell you it’s fucking infuriating I mean seriously how hard is it to remember I’m not a girl it’s not that fucking hard

#tw vent #vent #cw vent #dystopia #gender dysphoria #tw mental health #tw mention of su!cide

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Guys I’m actually kinda curious now,, why do you think you have your nonhuman identity?

For me personally it’s the fact I was lonely and animals gave me a sense of comfort.

Anyways!! What is your story? :3

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thinking about alterhumans doing daily tasks is so funny like wdym dragons drive to work??? wdym LITERAL GODS go GROCERY SHOPPING??

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angelkin after a long day of missing their wings and staring longingly at the sky

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no therapy we die like men

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no, you don’t need to wear your mask/tail to school.

i wish young nonhumans didn’t feel compelled to be ‘out’ at school, especially when it’s a dangerous environment. i keep seeing posts along the lines of “wore my tail/mask to school! people berated/teased/put their hands on me, but it’s ok”.

no, it’s not.

like.. i understand a mask or a tail can be a very validating thing for some people. and i’m not saying NO ONE should wear them at schools. but i just keep watching this mounting trend of young therians insinuating you need some physical accessory or to do quads to be a ‘real’ nonhuman. and then it leads to things like this and it makes me incredibly sad.

i’d known i was alterhuman since late elementary school, actually. it’s a huge part of my life even now, years after graduation. there wasn’t a reason for it to be brought up, so i never did. it was a closely guarded secret to me, but it didn’t feel like a weight i was carrying. i always thought “no one needs to know i’m an animal if it jeopardizes my safety. so, oh well”.

“but, how will people know that i’m an animal?”

they probably will. they probably already do.

i was the designated ‘animal’ person my entire school career despite not ever handling animals in front of anyone. if there were pets, lost wild animals (baby rabbits, birds, lizards), or sometimes even loose livestock that got onto campus, it was always me who had to go tend to them.

everyone wanted me in their group in environmental science. if a project called for animal illustrations, the same thing would happen. it was certainly weird because i was also a ‘weird kid’ and not especially desired to be around outside of that, lol. but i was never harassed for it. it made me feel very validated, actually.

i had fun during gym running and fiercely destroying the opposing team in field hockey. i taught everyone which plants were okay to forage (and we snacked on them when we had to sit on the lower field for practice). every day i was hyperaware of the limbs i had that weren’t quite there. friends noticed my ears twitch and my nose wiggle at certain stimuli. i felt nice walking on two legs. i felt nice because i felt animal and i didn’t have to prove it to anyone.

really like… just do what makes you happy. i admire the bravery it takes to so earnestly wear your identity on your sleeve like that. that’s very impressive. however, there is NO obligation to do anything like that if you understand that there will be a reaction that poses a threat to you.

i want our kids to be safe, too. you don’t have to feel dysphoria over being discreet. sometimes it’s the safest option. and sometimes, that can be really fun, too.

study everything you can about your ‘type. wikipedia and animalia are good resources. ramble about them to anyone who will listen. jokingly refer to yourself as one in friend spaces. wear discreet clothes that remind you of your ‘type. find a nice private place outside where you can run and explore and look at plants and smell the air and feel like yourself. but by no means do you have to prove yourself. you know you.

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when someone calls me a dog because i’m wearing a spike choker or a thick chain choker they have no idea they are actually complimenting me <3

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When Lucifer is hanging out at his palace and can't get a moment's peace...

#yes #lucifer hazbin hotel #cursed cat alastor #this is not mine #but I laughed for like 40 minutes

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ok fine real version of vox in my outfits

#his lil trans flag pin #<3