#inklingkin

2025 wrapped except it's whenever i fed a nonhuman craving /silly

reblog w yours maybe :) /nf

🦀1: likely dragon, possibly inkling or harpy

🍤2-3: inkling

🍞4: halfling

🍱5-7: dragon

🥣8: puppy

This flag is for people who are both inklingkin and octolingkin!

stimboard for : an inkling (splatoon) with a mint green and lavender pallet

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Hi there! I’ve been considering about doing an Inkling HRT story for a while, but didn’t feel confident enough to post it until now. This is kinda a more indulgent thing, so I hope you enjoy!

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Silver had been playing video games for a long time. She had picked up Splatoon from a friend's recommendation, and needless to say, she fell in love- especially enjoying the wide array of anthro sea creatures featured in the game.

Sometimes she would end up doodling Inkling and Octoling characters on her notes, trying to distract herself from the boredom of school.

And sometimes she wished she could be one of them. Silver hated the human body. How it always needed upkeep that she couldn't always keep up with due to exhaustion. Teeth were so annoying to brush and take care of, unlike a chitinous beak. Constant acne that refused to go away, brown eyes with heavy bags.

For a long time it was an in-joke with her friends, trying to spin it into humor to hide that yearning.

Then she got a text.

Hey Silver think you might find this cool.

In it was a link to a post of a dragon girl, captioned with ”24 months dragon HRT- Really happy with the results.“

Silver gasps, and clicks on a hashtag on the post.

There's more of it. An experimental yet effective treatment, allowing those who didn't see themself as a human to be their true self.

Yo where do I get this

Lemme look

Here.

Another link, this time to a website. It's for a doctor's office led by one Doctor T. Herian. The about section summarizes the clinic and treatment, along with how to get there. She then finds the page to book an appointment, and clicks on it.

It's simple. Fill out your medical information, desired species, personal info... Silver deals with it quickly, smiling. Maybe this would actually work.

~~🦑~~

The first meeting was one she was nervous about. Silver had heard a lot about the doctor in question, the fact that he could provide the desired medication, but his reliability was... questionable. That and ethics. But Silver tries her best to not think about it.

The office is in a more decripit part of town, not helping with the shadyness of everything. She shoves the door open with a shoulder, gritting her teeth as it creaks and reveals a waiting room. A lady sits at the desk.

“I'm here for an appointment.” Silver says, trying to be confident.

“Yes... Silver?”

Silver nods.

“Please sit down, the doctor shall be with you soon.”

Silver nods and sits, slightly quivering in excitement and anxiety.

She hoped that this would work out- and could be her desired self, even if it was an anime squidgirl.

~~🦑~~

“Inkling. Don't think I've seen a request for this one.”

The doctor is a middle aged man, no younger than 40. Gray hair, balding, wrinkles across his face.

He pushes his glasses up.

“It's not going to be an easy change either. On the bright side, due to being fully humanoid you will not have to deal with a crossroad state.”

Silver taps her foot.

“Just explain this already. I want to get the meds.”

“Patience, young one. We have things to go over.”

Silver sighs.

“This won't be easy. You'll be losing all your bones, devloping new organs, and internals fully arranging to accomodate. That and gaining much more permable skin. Luckily I can perscribe painkillers for when that point comes around, which is about 6 months in.”

A stack of paperwork is slid across the table.

“If you're sure-”

“I am.”

“Sign these papers, and you should be able to pick everything up at your local pharmacy in a week.”

Silver does so, and gives the back. The Doc nods, and passes her a envelope.

“In here is everything you will need to know. Have a nice day.”

Silver eagerly nods, and gets up. The envelope is slid away in her purse, and the young woman nearly runs outside. It's finally happening.

Silver can finally be her true self.

~~🦑~~

A week later, Silver goes to the pharmacy, sitting down in a chair. Next to her is a girl in her late 20s, seemingly going through treatment to be a wolf. She's got the fur, the ears, the snout. But some patches of skin are still there, her teeth still not fully sharp.

”You picking up HRT as well?“ she asks. Silver looks up from her phone, and nods.

”Inkling.“

The wolf lady nods.

”I see. Just be careful, alright? I'm a year in, and still dealing with, how do I put it, side effects...“

Silver wonders if she should press, but doesn't.

”Other than losing all your bones and having your organs rearrange themselves?“ she says, a bit snarky.

”Yes. Just be weary, okay?“

The girl is then called up, and picks up her medication. She then leaves, causing Silver to be on her own.

”Silver?“ the nurse calls, and Silver looks up. She walks up to the counter, and a bag is handed to her in return.

She peeks in the bag. It's mainly pills, though one bottle surprises her- it's made of a crystaline substance, glowing a pale blue. The others aren't as strange looking, being colored tablets.

Silver pockets then in her bag, and heads home.

~~🦑~~

Inkling HRT: Week 1

-Note to self: Do not down without water

-Crystaline stuff is crunchy? Like a lifesaver candy. Still tastes horrible.

-Teeth feel weird

me irl if u even care (/halfsrs i'm a filthy kinnie)