Coyote Therian - Blog Posts

How to explain to my long-time online friend that me interacting with dog boy, dog adjacent, therian, etc. Media online is not meant as a sex thing and instead just me genuinely feeling happy when being referred to as a "good boy" or a dog. No bleach, no borox.

Please bro there's so much depth to the dog "bit" with me.

I always get very agitated when anyone other than a very select few people come into the kitchen when I'm making myself food. It makes me get all growly and defensive.

Sometimes, it's made worse if they ask me what I'm making. Which is crazy! Because if the select few were to ask, I'd happily offer up half to them. But the moment someone outside of that little group tries to reach for what I'm eating, I literally have to stop myself from swatting at their hand.

I had a bad biting problem when I was younger. That and clawing at people. It wasn't that I didn't know it hurt. I assumed as much. I felt bad after I did it. But people were always touching me.

I hated it. I've always been pretty soft-spoken around people unless I know them well. Teachers have always joked that they can't hear me. Sometimes, I talk very little during the day, and my voice sounds clogged and scratchy by the end of it from not being used. I've always been short. When I was younger, I was kinda scrawny. My claws and teeth often felt like my only defense when people would come near me.

I was always so jumpy, and I had my reasons, but it often led to me panicking and hurting people when I really didn't mean to. They just happened to move a little too quickly when they were a little too close to me. I felt bad about it afterward. I'd feel the urge to whine and lick at my friends' wounds in apology. I couldn't do that, of course, and no injury was too severe, but it still hurt.

I eventually got used to not using my claws and keeping them tucked, especially after I got out of the hostile environment I was in as a kid. However, the urge never really went away. I still panic sometimes when my friends get close to me or move past me too quickly. I do my best not to make any move that could hurt them. They understand a lot of the time, or I hope that they do. They're always quick to tell me it's okay. I still feel bad sometimes, though, when we're play fighting, and suddenly I start snapping my teeth. It doesn't feel very fair to them.

I think I'm better than I used to be. Now I at least keep my claws cut, and when we play, I try to keep my bites from catching any skin, and if they do, I try my best to keep them soft. I try to warn them in the ways I can when I'm not feeling safe, though at times it's difficult as I tend to go very quiet when I'm very upset and can only communicate through body language. I really hope they know that I never intentionally swipe at them in a way that isn't playful or that when I bear my teeth, I'm only trying to ask them to back away.

"Daddy issues? Well, duh, how would I be the coyote cowboy I am today if I had a stable relationship with my father?"

I say as my therapist slowly nods her head and scribbles something down on her clipboard.

College class scheduling is evil. You know what isn't? Going for a hike in the cold winter air. I'm tired of concrete and brick. I wanna go get in them damn woods.

Hanging out with my girlfriend annnnnd my pack for therianthropy day? Don't mind if I do >:3

(I'm going to make them go howl at the moon with me)

New tail :3

My girlfriend got it and the bells for me. I love it.

One thing I don't like about it getting colder is that the back of my neck prickles like my fur wants to escape, but it can't. It itches >:

I just want my winter coat damn it

I wanna age like an old cowboy. Give me a southern squint with very exaggerated crows feet and a furrowed brow. Make me rough and tumbled. I won't smoke, but give me a scratchy voice. I want my grandkids to look at me and see coyote, wolf, dog, raccoon. I want them to see weathered and wild.

I always found shifting in school to be the worst. I always felt too awkward and wrong and out of place. I couldn't focus on my math when all I wanted to do was run. I couldn't sit through my biology class without practically chewing through my pencil. I was always a nervous kid, and then on top of that I had to walk around and pretend like I couldn't feel my claws and fangs.

It got even worse as it got colder. I felt so vulnerable tucked into a classroom, like I never had enough to shield me away from the world. I'd never go to school without a jacket, and it still only helped so much. Sometimes, I'd wear fingerless gloves or bring little trinkets I could roll around in my hand. They helped.

Being an adult can suck, but I was a teenage werewolf (shapeshifter, but for the sake of the pun), and that shits rough.

You know, if winter grieves me, fall and spring look at me with love and welcoming because they too understand the fact that we all change. No matter how different I am or how conflicted I feel, I'm still me, and that's all that matters.

So I have this bit, right? It's been a while since I've done it, but if I bring it up with my friends, they can still easily understand or remember the joke.

It's called the Dan Rules. It's often comedically egotistical and vain and was made because out of our little group, it was a joke that I am (as an act) an eccetric (maybe enigmatic if I'm feeling fancy) person who does whatever the hell I want.

If people thought to question my behavior, it was often quickly followed with a "that's just Dan" from my friends and easily dismissed. Sure, some of my boldness was probably left over from my middle school years, where I felt I had to lean into my weirdness completely so people would see me more as a joke than a freak.

But then I found myself in a safe, accepting environment, one where the need to bite and snarl and run away never came. I waited a while for it to arrive for me to feel the need to play the part of the fool for my newfound companions entertainment. It shocked me when I was left with genuine love and compassion. I leaned out of self-deprecating humor and completely into the (very obviously joking and fake) role of an egotistical short and angry ruler. For fucks sake we still have the name of the group chat as "Dantopia". I still did the bit to entertain my friends, to keep them laughing at my antics. But this time, it was accompanied by my own laughter. I enjoyed a new sense of freedom it brought.

The Dan Rules came out of when we were messing around, and I'd lean into this foolish king role, and I would proclaim something insane or childish. A popular one was, "Dan is never wrong." Often followed by a warranted scoff.

But the second rule is a good one, I think, one that really shone through as a reminder that I am not now who I was before.

"I do what I want."

I hadn't had much freedom before I met my current group of friends. I was quiet and kept quiet at times. I felt muzzled and chained, and as if I was a dog because someone forced a collar around my throat and pulled me on a leash.

It wasn't only that I didn't have the choice of self-expression, though. I'd also seen what happened to people who gave too much into reckless. I grew up with the weight of their actions carried on my shoulders, and while I have always been bold in my identity and beliefs, I was quiet and still when presented the opportunities to escape from situations where people kicked me down for who I was. I feared what would happen if I left my old group. Ironically, this fear led me to be isolated.

I found myself almost completely alone in the pandemic, and my only saving grace was a new school with new people. New people who didn't tell me to shut up or that I was ugly or that I needed to stop acting like an animal or they'd treat me like one. Instead, I met friends who handled me gently and taught me it was okay to hug just as it's okay to bark, and they welcomed me. I felt at home. I felt as if I knew myself completely.

So, with the second rule, which I still follow to this day, I added a private note.

"I do what I want. Because I can trust myself to."

Know thyself

I can trust myself to bark or scowl or growl just as much as I can to love and kiss and hug. I can stay aware of what is and isn't good and how much or how little I can trust someone. I can be bold and loving all at once and welcome others with open arms and flashing fangs.

I am in complete control over myself, and even when I am doing something so I can see my friends laugh, I am also doing it because I can, and I do what I want.

The pipeline of wolves and dogs being my favorite animals as a kid into realizing I actually just am them. I bought this werewolf costume because I think they're cool... No other reason 👀

My favorite animals are actually stingrays and mantarays :3

This dog is not made for the heat.

It's 95°F (35°C) and it feels like 102°F (38.9°C)

Endless dry heat! Has me panting and shit, horrible.

Imagine a dog trying to go to school, and all it can do as it runs around campus is try not to melt into a little puddle.

Be like me

Load up fallout 4

Play until I look around and my room is completely dark

Realize I have not eaten today (don't do this part)

Go into kitchen, find a hunk of smoked brisket in the fridge. Cut off a chunk and go to town on it. No sauce. Nothing. Just meat.

Heavily push down the urge to growl at the dogs because it's my food.

Also find a container of chopped up cucumber. Eat a handful of it.

Feel satisfied.

Go back to fallout.

I'm pretty sure I wanna make my next mask a raccoon. I'm trying to make one for all my theriotypes, so I'll need to do raccoon, wolf, and coyote still. Wolf and coyote have similar shapes, though, and I wanna make something a little different than my usual... idk we'll see :D

I love being a silly little guy on the internet. In real life, I am constantly plagued with deep, all-seeing, and despairing eyes. On Tumblr, I'm just a weird dog. That's beautiful, I think.

!ALERT! ALERT!

HIGHLY RADIOACTIVE CANINE SPECIMEN (me) HAS BREACHED CONTAINMENT TO NEARBY WOODLANDS (has gone camping)

BE ON HIGH ALERT FOR THE CREATURE (pls bring me and my gf more mallows for smores :3)

Images that make me think of home.

Maybe im not cladotherian and actually just polytherian. Because I still look at myself and just think, oh yeah, that's a canine. But also, over time, I've kinda just realized that it's not so much the entire genus and instead just some specific species. I also feel like my theriotypes are deeply tied to who I am, how I grew up, and how I function. I know I'm a wolf for certain. I get especially shifty in the winter, and it will stay somewhat dormant in the warmer months. I feel drawn to my coyote theriotype in the spring and summer, and having grown up in the deep south, it helps that it makes me feel more comfortable in where I call home.

My dog theriotype is pretty much always present. I'm just doglike in nature.

And then my raccoon tends to flair up, especially when I regress? Like it's usually either puppy or raccoon.

This isn't really me panicking about this or anything tbh. Sometimes, it just feels nice to talk about it.

I think one of my favorite feelings is whenever the season starts to change and I can slowly feel myself being pulled more and more towards my coyote and raccoon theriotype with all of the sun and berries and greenery growing. I know I'll still feel my wolf and that it will return a lot stronger once the earth grows cold again, but for the time being there are snacks to eat and dirt to paw at and sunny patches of grass and clover to be slept in.

I genuinely thought people were just making stuff up about randomly meeting other therians but I got to meet two today at a festival so shout out to them because it made me really happy :]

How the hell am I supposed to explain to people that when I imagine my dog form it's just some of the dogs from fucking Chernobyl TwT

CAN YOU TELL I LIKE MOODBOARDS/PNG ART YET??? >:)

lil stories on em: no u was just me being bored the clan cat ones were for clangen stuff that i never actually commited to and a new path was a discord warriors rp server that died :P moodboards were oc moodboards i think- riot sign was a worldbuilding project i gave up on wolf was a pfp for a discord server i did all the coyote ones were for a friend who was a coyote therian, but now they can be for yall :D the elk one was for myself but yall can use it XD also taking requests cuz im bored- (they will prob be done soley on boredness)

New side blog just for my alterhuman stuff so I can sperate it from my normal art! please go follow it if your interested in these therian symbols and such!!

Also I'm only going to accepting symbol requests through there from now on so feel free to resend your request if you've sent it to this blog! <3

Have you seen these therian/alterhuman symbols going around?

well guess what! I'm making a new blog dedicated to making these symbols for you as well as other therian/alterhuman related stuff!

My asks are currently open for requests so feel free to send in your kin types and I might get around to making them!

✨reblogs are greatly appreciated to let people know these are moving blogs✨

Therian products!!

I've gathered all the therian symbols I've made and thrown them into RedBubble, so now YOU can get them for yourself and show off your own theriotypes!

And it's great timing to get them as well cuz RedBubble currently has a sale on!

https://www.redbubble.com/people/f10atingbubbles/shop?artistUserName=F10atingBubbles&collections=3795926&iaCode=all-departments&sortOrder=relevant

Any amount of support would mean the world to me and help me continue making other free art for you here as well! <3

✨ Reblogs/Reposts greatly appreciated ✨

@coyotecrash @foxpopzop @floofy-lemonz @kiaqtexistuku @dirty-c0yot3 You guys asked for it!

Coyotes have such a range of colours and I think I may of made this one too orange, but I didn't want it to look like the wolf TwT

✨ reblogs greatly appreciated ✨

still accepting requests for other species!

and a reminder, you can use these for basically whatever, pfps, moodboards, all that, but credit is preferred!

Time for my yearly session of "am I no longer *insert theriotype*, or do I just feel less connected to it bc of seasonal changes???"

the internal conflict between wanting to have a meat free diet bc of high empathy for animals / the environment, but also having theriotypes that instinctively crave meat 24/7 is so so real