azur

rockhounding. i have a lot of favorite spots around our lakes. its so funnn

swimming too

make tails

make horns

make wings

just sit in the woods

sit in the woods and do spells

play in the rain

play in the mud

get together and draw each other

trading hoard items like they’re pokemon cards

cuddle

make a den (aka a pillow fort)

build a fort in the woods behind one of our houses

skate at any local parks

play minecraft and make our little dragon homes

or build one big den for all of us

really just play any games

make food for each other

be the referee for physical activities (cuz disabled)

teach them how to sword fight

sit around a bonfire and tell stories and drink tea or cocoa

share kin stories

roleplay as our dragon selves

play in a creek and look for cool rocks at the bottom

grow trees

his voice is the best sound in the world, and I'll listen to him infodump about his interests for hours.

currently on an imaginary adventure through the woods, heading to the dragon’s lair.

Who’s down to join me?

i had an idea.

what if we gathered the works of the wider alterhuman community and published the collection?

i’m talking poetry. journal entries. quotes. uplifting words. educational posts. discourse. the art we create of our kintypes. our opinions. our pain. maybe even a glossary of terms in the back.

i don’t expect us to become rich and famous from this. and i know this is going to be a lot of work. but i really want us all to have this. this could really be something special.

so. i’m calling out the mature members of the community. i’m also calling out blogs with a wider reach than mine to get the word out. i’m also also calling out anyone interested in publishing their work. this would be a collaborative effort and i can’t do it on my own.

he smells like the forests we explore at daybreak, of pine and dew and uncharted territory.

when i look at his eyes, they reflect the ocean sunset, golden and timeless.

his hands are rough, scarred by time. they hold me softly. like i'll disappear if he make a wrong move.

he kisses me, and he tastes of honey and vanilla.

Just getting all stuttery and tripping over my words while trying not to moan. Getting all flustered and forgetting what I was saying… being told “no no, keep going. What were you saying?” While fingering me harder and faster.

mumbling a sleepy 'good morning' as they look at you

finding them in the kitchen humming along to the radio as they're making breakfast

clinging on to them so they stay in bed with you for just a little longer