You Are Not You.

you are not you.

and yet i still see you.

i see the wings beneath your clothes, rustling and trying to get used to being so small.

i see the horns beneath your hair, threatening to grow and point towards the skies like they did before.

i see the claws beneath your nails, wanting to poke free and scratch at the bark of the nearest tree.

i see the pads on your hands, soft and invisible, waiting to touch the snow of tundras again.

you are not you.

and yet i still see you.

Hey!! Just came to this blog and I'm loving it. I'd have to ask though. Dragons huh. How do you work/worship them? And uhm, from which mythology are they? Bc like I don't understand that. I've been doing research but didn't know what to type in the search thingy lmao

Heyo! Yes, dragons! :D I personally ended up working with a dragon who my mom works with, and then my familiar sort of just popped in one day lol. I'll have to post more about how dragons have shown up in my life, and if more pop in I'll post about that too if they're comfortable. If you're talking about what the whole practice looks like... Well, I don't actually know yet. Part of how I avoided looking at my own draconic nature was, unintentionally, avoiding working with the dragons in my life. I haven't built that part of my practice up at all, but I'll be posting more about it as I do!

As for what mythology dragons are from- absolutely everywhere, to the point that it's debated where the first myth came from because different cultures came up with them independently. I haven't done research into the mythology of dragons myself, since I haven't had the time since I decided to really work with them, but after a quick google search, here's what Wikipedia has to say: "Draconic creatures appear in virtually all cultures around the globe and the earliest attested reports of draconic creatures resemble giant snakes. Draconic creatures are first described in the mythologies of the ancient Near East and appear in ancient Mesopotamian art and literature."

You might've already read that yourself, but I thought I'd post it anyway. Maybe if I manage to hyperfixate sometime and do a proper deep dive on dragon mythology when I have the time/energy I'll reblog this with more info. However personally, my work with dragons will rely so heavily on UPG and my own experiences- I feel like most people use their own experiences more than mythology from what I've seen.

Really, as far as I'm aware, the answer as to "how to work with dragons" is "however you feel works for you and the dragons you end up working with."

Absolutely exhausted today (/POS) so low effort posts only for me BUT I'm so unreasonably stoked you guys. I feel the need to explain the otherkin tag at the beginning of the post; my kind are oceanic, so what I got IS related to it I swear.

My area has a local witchy market that I went to today, and UGH it was so fun. The last time I went everything I got was for my deities, but this time I figured... Well, I've been actively working on self-love and acceptance a lot lately. So I got things for me, with the exception of one crystal for my familiar bc they don't have anything on my altar so I told them to nudge me towards anything they liked.

I am nothing if not predictable; it's all ocean themed. I got a few crystals that reminded me of the ocean (except the rose quartz), a shell, a piece of coral... And now's where I tw it for dead things.

BIG HUGE WARNING, DEATH MENTION/ANIMAL DEATH MENTION.

I got possibly the coolest thing I own; a little friend. More specifically, an octopus in a jar. The other specimens were 30 dollars, which I couldn't justify- but they had one little guy left, who was 25 instead. That makes a big enough difference in my head. I know it might be odd that a dead octopus would feel comforting to an otherkin whose kind were protectors of the ocean, but as someone who works with Hades, I find a comfort in the darker things sometimes.

TW OVER YOU CAN READ SAFELY NOW

So now I suppose I have to clear off some space for a self-love altar, but that comes tomorrow. For now, I'm just happy to have found some things to connect me to who I am, even when I can't go see the ocean.

A short introduction for those from my main blog who would be interested in this one

I spent hours writing this post. These feelings are hard to articulate, something soul-deep that I know I’ve barely stepped into. The length of this post doesn’t reflect that, but believe me; I edited and re-edited so many times. Then, I realized as I was writing this post that I was no longer writing about my feelings on being a dragon and working with them, I was writing a post trying to justify and explain it. So let’s start again.

Hi. Most people who see this will be seeing it on my main blog, @tadpoles-and-daydreams. This is a blog built more around UPG, personal identity, and dragon work than my main one. This is… sort of an intro post. Not to me, you already know me- but to this part of me.

On my main blog, I don’t talk about my familiar. Here, I’ll refer to them as… well, admittedly the only current name I have for them. “Friend.” I’ll make another post about them and how we met sometime. They showed up in my life, told me I need to value my inner child essentially, and then promptly stepped back. I didn’t talk to them for weeks. I felt bad. I was talking with my deities and doing other things, but Friend- and the other dragon who works with my family as a whole- just completely weren’t a part of my craft. For Friend this was new, but I’ve been intending and intending to work with the other dragon I know for most of my practice. I’d always wanted to work with dragons, but just… never had.

Now I know why; because it feels like home. I wasn’t ready to go home.

“Home,” in this case, is a part of my identity that I’ve kept hidden even from myself. Home looks like wings of fins and feathers, swimming through the water or air, being one with the sea and protecting every creature within it like your own kin because they are. Home, to me, is learning about what my soul truly is; a dragon. I’m in a human body, yes. Whatever your beliefs are around life, mine are that I’ve chosen to incarnate as a human in this lifetime for whatever reason. It doesn’t change what my soul is, in its truest form, and it hasn’t changed no matter how much I tried.

I have repressed this long and hard. I’m a high-masking autistic, and I learned very quickly in my childhood that there are right and wrong ways to be. I was never, ever, the right way to be. I never will be, either; not in the eyes of most people. The “right” way to be certainly doesn’t involve being a dragon.

So I’m going to be “wrong,” as enthusiastically and loudly as possible, on this little corner of the internet. I’m finally coming home; to myself, and to my dragons. We have one hell of a journey ahead.

Heyo! I’m a bit too shy to go off anon but I do follow your other blog and opted to follow this one, but I’m actually so happy to see you’re discovering yourself and 🤝 I may not exactly be kin with anything (to my knowledge) I’ve got a deeply rooted connection with dragons & ravens (closest to say I’m otherhearted) so like idk I just got really happy for you 😭🫶

-(if I send any other asks I’ll just go by Raven anon LMAO)

I had a really exhausting day yesterday and another couple ahead of me (/pos, all good things) so I wasn't able to answer this when i saw it, but this made my night seeing it last night!

You don't have to be otherkin to be happy for us, much less to be welcome on my blog- so thank you so much for sending in this ask! It was so genuine I could tell, it made me happy :D sending all the good vibes your way

"You make more sense as a dragon, actually."

-my mother, who reacted the same to me "coming out" (I never really was in the closet, I updated her as I learned more about it) as otherkin as she did when I came out as trans. The same words and everything.