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❝ I am not a “who,” Archivist, I am a “what.” A “who” requires a degree of identity I can’t ever retain. ❞

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Basics ｡꩜⋆˚⊹𐂯

🐾 Age: 21

🐾 Pronouns: he/it

🐾 Gender: transmasculine, genderfaun

🐾 Sexuality: queer, unlabeled

🐾 I am a Celtic (Irish, Gaulish) + Norse pagan and animist!

🐾 Interests and Hobbies: Digital and traditional art, music (I play violin, guitar, banjo, mandolin, drums, and ukulele), just about any craft, nature/hiking, furry fandom, Brother Bear, The Magnus Archives, Lego Monkie Kid, Warriors, Project Hail Mary, Object Shows, Night in the Woods, Spiritfarer, Tomodachi Life, and so much more I haven’t listed

More info below!!

Even though my friends are human, and some of them really don’t like alterhumans, I thought of them as a pack of sorts. They were like my family, people I could fall back on and trust. I know they thought of our friendship the same way, though they had a different word for it.

While I’m here, I feel more human and further away from the wild. Perhaps that’s just because I’m spending all my time in the heart of these big cities, but I really do belong in the mountains and cold.

First of all, I use the labels transmasculine, genderqueer, genderfaun, therian, alterhuman, nonhuman, otherkin, and (maybe) transspecies? I also identify with rabies pride and some xenogenders out there

My gender is generally impacted by and correlates with my alterhumanity! As an animal, my understanding of my own gender doesn’t fit with the human societal expectations of gender. When I say I am queer, I mean in every aspect of myself. My gender is queer, my sexuality is queer, my species identity is queer.

Growing up, I was always surrounded by people who didn’t approve of or accept queerness in any form. Friends I had always turned me away and acted like I was strange, that I didn’t belong in the same group as them. Growing up with autism didn’t help this at all, either.

Finding out I wasn’t a human after all didn’t come as a surprise to me. Basically my whole life I’ve been treated as a pest or an animal, and this part of me has always been present. I also associate my alterhumanity with my transness in many different ways. I know I made a post about dysphoria before, but that’s a good example.

Finding community in online spaces as a queer critter was probably the best thing (kinda…) to happen to me. Communities like tumblr and discord allowed me to test out names and pronouns, speak to other critters about their queer experiences, and learn more about myself in the process.

I wanted to be an astronaut so bad when I was little, now the idea of it is just funny to me

An astronaut dog is a pretty cool idea though, imagine me like