Alterhumanity - Blog Posts

New tail :3

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

Thinking about the lore of angels in Para Sanar. What do you mean a God can ascend someone they feel is close to them and make it to where they are to spend the rest of eternity working for and worshiping this deity? Like, even after the angel dies. They're always reborn and remember their job after either meeting their god again or meeting another angel.

It's very sweet when you look at it through the family lens. Angels are some of the closest things the Gods have to family. This one person is destined to stay by your side, forever, no matter what. You're literally bound together as the God gives a part of themself away.

But then there's also the sad way of looking at it. Sometimes angels don't realize what they are being given or that they even have been made an angel. It's a huge rule for Gods that they have to make sure 100% that the person they're ascending understands and wants to become an angel. Otherwise, you've just trapped someone in an endless cycle of following after you until either the world ends or the God dies. Even then, if a God dies, it's like a part of the angel did, too. Being away from their God prompts intense waves of grief and longing. It never ends. That has to be exhausting.

Anyways. I love me and my friends funky minecraft lore, have a nice day.

Hey! I still want to make a big lore dump post talking about me and my friends minecraft server, I just also happen to be a very busy college student :,D

So until I can actually sit down and do that monster of a paper justice, here are some pictures of Para Sanar

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 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

Pictures of a recent world my Minecraft group and I have been playing on :3

The main objective is that we want to explore the trial chambers, but as a little underlining story, all three of us are a party of young adventurers who, while searching for the trials, came across a large mysterious tower. It was crumbling in its old age, and we decided it would be the perfect place to set up shop. We each built our own towers branching off of the main one at different levels.

I like to make little side quests for myself, and one I like to regularly do is collect all the discs! So far I have 8. I'm also collecting all of the dog types and different armor trims.

Sometimes, I think a little too hard about when I asked for someone's name at a local renfaire I worked at, and they asked me teasingly if I was a fae, and for a long second, I didn't know what to say back.

I identify as a shape-shifter from how I see myself and how I interact with others. I switch between forms like crazy and can never really picture an actual concrete image of myself in my head.

A lot of this I own up to my own issues with derealization, but also a lot of my personal identity I feel stems from just how I interact with the world. It's always felt like people saw me as something different than them, and that caused this rift between me and my humanity. I can see it, I can feel it in how I want to fight for the things I believe in and in my own personal beliefs about spirituality, but it's funny. My humanity has always been a part of my more spiritual thoughts and practices then my alterhumanity which has always been just me.

I was raised in a setting where dedicating myself to the experience of honoring myself as an individual while still connecting to those around me and recognizing us as one in the same was made my religion. My humanity is present within me as a warm ideal of my hopes and dreams for this world. It still isn't my body, though, which instead became how I feel and how I show my emotion through alterhumanity.

It's like I got flipped inside out.

Anyways, to cut a long story short, I don't know what I am, renfaire lady, but some kind of creature that is fascinated by humanity and likes to be mischievous sounds like it could be a part of it. I'll think about it more next spring.

New mask! Raccoon >:]

It's meee! It looks a little patchy in some of the darker parts, so I may fix that and add fur as well, but I think it turned out pretty cool. The eyes are also a little off putting so I might change em >:

Sometimes I look at my partner and remember she's actually this ancient ethereal being made up of stars and magic and I can see her horn and her hooves. She's so beautiful I'm rendered speechless.

Then other times I look at them and see this stinky cat. They're still beautiful ofc just being stinky.

I love my girlfriend. She follows no rules and does what she wants.

"Its just a game meh meh meh"

W r o n g

It's actually the one reliable piece of media I have had for my entire life. It's actually the place where I made the most memories with my family and friends. It's actually the easiest way I've found to make genuine connections with people.

It's actually the feeling of immersing myself into a place that I know for a fact is safe. Actually? It's where I've made entire stories and worlds. It's actually my home and where I feel I can be unapologetically myself without the risk of someone putting me down for being authentic.

Yeah, it's just pixels and blocks, and sometimes the community can suck. But at its core? It's a game about creation and coming together to make the most out of a blank world. Beyond that, its just a world that you dont even have to make anything in to just enjoy it. It is its own little universe that I can return to at any point, and it will always be welcoming.

Mom: Just be yourself :]

Me: You try being a radioactive dog shoved into a human body and see if it gets you anywhere >:

HERE IT IS!!!!

I bought this ring with my friend @i-bite-children recently (he bought dragon/demon/bat wings to match!) and now the winged part of me feels noticed

do u have any tips on how to get more in touch with your kintypes ? especially animalistic ones

honestly? the main thing i do is just sit there and think about my kintypes and imagine myself as them, maybe listening to music that makes me feel 'switchy' as well! researching my kintypes and dressing with the colours my kintypes have (example: dressing in black and white because of my b&w border collie kintype) also has helped me get in touch with my kintypes :)

i like the feeling and idea of being a domesticated wild animal but when im in a wolf shift I'd much rather be out in the wild exploring

although, part of the domestication thing could also be me being trapped inside for a few months in various points in my life so im more used to being inside, i still love the outdoors.

anyways, good morning! i just woke up so sorry if this rant makes no sense :)

i belong in the water, i love the water, i loved swimming until my seizures got bad and scary, i loved it dearly, now im too scared to go into a pool alone, but i still enjoy showers and baths, i feel as if im some sort of water animal/creature, but which one? its still such a vague feeling

no trust me guys im not scared of people and i dont have social anxiety thats just my solitary genet kintype trust me haha

"why do i feel so confused about what cat i am? i keep feeling like my coat is grey or black, but a grey-coated cat nor a black-coated cat feels ri-"

"ooohhhhhh......... thats why!"

cat breed: black smoke turkish angora!!

i haaate having vague feelings i cant pinpoint, ive been having one feeling that i am a prey animal (mammal?) but i dont know which one, and theres so many out there, and ive been having another feeling that i am some sort of water creature but i also dont know which one!

woke up feeling very ouppy today. goodmorning

i think my otherkinnity/alterhumanity/therianthropy involves itself in all aspects of my life and body, i think i am just nonhuman and that is okay

speaking of me questioning 'types, ive been suspecting im a fictionkin of her for a while now..... genuinely something about her story feels oddly familiar despite me not growing up religious and i cant help but be like. i guess "shes just like me fr!!" about her for no reason

what is up with me and kinning from cookie run 💔

i think im definitely some sort of catkin but im not sure im a black cat like i was in the dream i had, it just doesn't feel quite right

why am i questioning kintype after kintype.. how many creatures am i.. will this ever end??? /silly

i had a really intense dream last night of me being a black cat and now im thinking really hard about it... on another note i kinfirmed genets today!!!

i had a really intense dream last night of me being a black cat and now im thinking really hard about it... on another note i kinfirmed genets today!!!

lowkey sometimes i think im only human in the way pets try to mock their owners and copy their mannerisms or in the way domesticated animals copy humans

ive been seeing a few people talk about wanting kids, but not human kids, so that makes me curious

please reblog for more reach :)

how do you know if youre a physical therian? because ontop of kinsidering genets i think i might be a physical genet therian but idk