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The finished in the nick of time to print in a compilation I'll be selling at Anthrocon 2026! (Say hi if you're around Saturday or Sunday!)

Ikran- Ma way. 

My na’vi identity is, as mentioned before, odd. I mentioned my connection to my ikran… very very briefly. However, now, I wish to talk about it in this post.

Brief warning- This topic is hard for me, as I miss my ikran alot. A lot of this is emotional and pure emotion. Take that as a warning

A bit of some prior information for those who are unaware of the Avatar lore.

Ikran are giant draconic creatures that na’vi ride. A bond between a na’vi and a ikran is sacred. Ikran’s and na’vi hunt, exist, and are basically one and the same. The bond is incredibly strong and very spiritual, going so far as ikran, if paired with a na’vi they only pair with one na’vi. (Na’vi can pair with multiple ikrans if their ikran dies, however it is an immense grief.)

My memory of taming Way, or my Ikran is fairly fuzzy. I remember fighting her greatly, and getting knocked off a few times, but I remember that first fly. Oh it was freeing. The wind whipped past us, we almost hit a few rocks, but once i got the hang of it, it was second nature. I could feel every breath we took, every need and want from Way, every need and want from myself. I could see things Way couldn't, way could see things i couldn't. We flew for literal hours, my na’vi mom found me and we flew around. I will literally never forget that. It was so, oh so cool. I remember that night, being able to fly to the sarentu moot. I remember sitting at the fire, watching the entire moot marvel at my ikran, and sharing stories. I remember how it smelt. Smoke and incense, the laughter, the stories. It was one of the last moot’s that the sarentu had. I remember not being able to sleep, i was so excited about having a ikran. 

I see myself as Way as i do see myself as a Na’vi. The connection is so strong that, its a deep feeling of “I am both”. I said i didnt get ikran shifts, and then i apparently lied. I've had many ikran mental shifts, but they always felt.. Hallow, like I was missing someone. I felt incomplete. 

I remember very specifically one na’vi shift i had. It was a thunder storm and i was in the woods, no shoes on, a long dress, i remember running around, hooping and hollering, being myself. I climbed trees and i whistled for my ikran, and it shot me out of my shift and i sat on the floor and i sobbed. I am empty.

the president 😔

Came across this video and wanted to post it to show that wolves can make all kinds of silly sounds. Not just barks or howls or growls. Their vocals can even sound similar to foxes or coyotes, especially when they're playing around.

“God told me to tell you that ADHD is not a real medical issue. It’s a lie told to you by the devil.”

Mannn ;;

tell a reptile their scales are wonderful,

tell a canine their fur is shining,

tell a deer their antlers are mighty,

tell a feline their claws are impressive,

tell a bug their resilience is inspiring,

tell a shark their teeth are gleaming,

tell a werewolf their howl is powerful,

tell a dragon their hoard is magnificent,

tell an angel their halo is radiant,

tell a machine their wires are superlative,

HALT !!!

"Wildform"

A depiction of what it feels to be in-between shapes, and where I like to imagine myself in this awkward form.

Most days I feel like a weird amalgamation of body parts that don't fit into the body I have. An ever changing mass of limbs, shifting and distorting, trying to shape itself into something it physically cannot. I overcompensate for my movements, lowering my posture as if ready to drop on all fours, I duck my head an extra depth to fit my ears below an obstacle, adjust the way I sit to make space for my tail or walk on my toes to acclimate to the feeling of paws.

Some days my phantom sensations are so strong that I feel it in my entire body. It is so physically distressing to viewing a body does not match the sensation or move in the way that it should. It can be emotionally difficult to move my body and sometimes | feel stuck, unable to move at all. It is an uncomfortable disconnection between mind and body.

#And please STOP trying to contain your trans siblings

#we should never be enforcing imaginary rules on each other

#part of community is helping each other stand tall