Fuck W Me

fuck w me

actual picture of me

oh to feel the earth between my paws and have rain pelt down onto my fur, the cool breeze of the forest washing over me in waves as fog begins to form

need to run through puddles, feel the muddy water splash up against the backs of my legs, feel wet wildflowers paint their petals along my hide, need the fresh taste of overflowed creek water against my teeth

need to smell the fresh blossoms of trees and grass coming back from their 6-month slumbers, the air thick with the overwhelming scent of honeysuckle and pine

i love making silly stuff like this:3

Normality as Otherkin

Being otherkin for me right now is, I suppose calm. It isn't all gnashing teeth and rushing blood. It isn't all quadrobics and vocals.

When I discovered myself about two years ago, there was a period of intense self expression. Suddenly, after years of burying this side of myself- I remembered who I was. And I had a community to share that with (you guys).

It was constant quadrobics, vocal practice, buying gear, and moodboards galore.

Things are different now.

I still know who I am, but it's not an adventure anymore. I've reclaimed what I am. And while I have a lot to figure out, my identity is more hollistic now. My kinself is just part of my everyday life.

I growl and bark around friends, I climb the stairs on all fours, I wear my collars in public, I dress in ways that remind me of myself, I chose an academic subject where I can bring my experiences to the table in a meaningful way.

I've normalized my identity as an otherkin. I've become more whole, the way I was as a kid.

And in the process, things are more calm.

In some ways it feels like a loss, but I think its more of a transformation. Fitting for me as a shapeshifter.

I still get those periods of intensity where the tension between my two sides reemerges. But now those periods are the outliers.

This is where I am in my journey. Thank you for reading.