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Wolf Therian - Blog Posts
"all bark no bite" biatch I bite and I bite hard!
Transspecies transition goals
Tattoo of some of my kintypes
Testosterone - gives me "fur" and general happy
Wear my gear more often
Coloured contact lenses - yellow, green or blue depending on what Kintype I'm feeling like the most that day
Permanent fangs - nom
Pointed ears - resembles a bat ig
Being a wolf who also has meow as a vocal stim is so weird, but I also grew up w/ a cat who was older than me, so I picked up like a million traits from him I think
today wuz ruff (╥﹏╥)
today was rough
GRRRR *angry canine growling*
Is anyone else like "DON'T TOUCH MY PHONE/NOTEBOOK" in a very defensive way, but not because you have anything bad there, but because you're partially a territorial animal (wolfdog in my case) and that thing is YOURS AND NO ONE ELSE'S?
No? Just me? Oh- okay-
(Sometimes it happens w people too-)
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I know I'm a human.
The thing is that I'm also an animal.
I'm both, human and wolf.
One part doesn't mean the other is not there.
I love being a human
I love being a wolf
I am both things, and I love it :)
(I certainly don't speak for all alterhumans/nonhumans tho)
fanart i made for a small vtuber called bomyeou on twitch!
Mask updateeeee!!! 🐕☢️
I touched up the paint a bit and gave myself some more fluff >:]
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.
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.
This is me btw. In case you forgot. I am them and they are me.
lets frollick like the chernobyl radioactive dogs Okay?
All my love goes out towards the unsuspected badasses of the world. All the cowboys with no boots, all the punks with no leather. Dressing the part is only a portion of the identity. It doesn't define it. Your ideologies make you who you are and I fuckin see y'all.
Hey, I get most of my wolf shifts in the winter. I also have a playlist I only listen to in the winter that helps me feel more wolfish. Here ya go.
I'm having phantom shifts right now! I can feel my ears sticking straight up, taking in all the sounds. I can feel my tail flicking beside me. This is so nice :]
i saw in ur therianthropy day that you have a pack!! could i ask how you went about finding them?
They're just my irl friends :]
I got really lucky with my girlfriend also being an alterhuman. I grew up in a small town where every alternative kid just clung to one another. My group doesn't really call itself a pack, but I see them as my pack. We're like a family. We talk to each other all the time. They don't mind when I act dogish and even join me at times (hence the howling at the moon comment). It also helps that we have a weekly hangout where I can crowd them into my home and just watch over them while they relax. It itches my dog brain just right.
I think community is everything. So if you're looking for a pack, or at least something you consider a pack and you dont want to look online, focus on that. Only one other person in mine is an alterhuman. The rest are humans. Focus on finding people you can be your most authentic self around and encourage them to be themselves. It doesn't have to be a big group. Some packs are just made out of a wolf and their mate. It can just be you and someone you care about.
The most important part of having a pack to me is respect and support. It does wonders for my mental health and gives me so much species euphoria to have such a good support system.
So if you can find some folks in your area who you can trust, and who even if you don't say it explicitly still accept your identity with all of its traits, I think you've got yourself a pack :]
Anyways! A pack is different for everyone, so if you are looking for a pack made up of alterhumans, this post may not have helped, lol. But I hope maybe it gave you something.
In case anyone is interested, I made a side blog for my Minecraft hearthome so I can just bark about it over there.
@dandelions-crossing
Feel free to follow! I'll hopefully be able to post more on it soon.
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)
The fact I can't eat hot food the second it comes out of the oven/microwave is ridiculous >:
Food tastes best fresh. Let me eat. I DONT CARE IF ITS TOO HOT LEMME EAT IT
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.
Love when my friends passively refer to me as a dog but still respect me. Like yeah, this is our friend. They bite and bark n shit. They're cool.
Also, a picture of me, drawn by one of my friends 😌
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.