The Black Wolf

Hi everyone! I did a follow purge and I need some new blogs to follow. Please like or reblog this post if you post any of the following:

Witchcraft,

Wicca,

New Age, 

Starseed,

Heathenry,

Druidry,

Shinto,

Kemeticism,

Storm magick,

Animal magick,

Cosmic magick/astrology,

Luciferianism,

I started on Tumblr soon after it was created with a vanilla blog. Since then, hardly a day has gone by that Tumblr wasn’t a part of my life. I have made excellent friends on Tumblr over the years. In fact, MOST of my friends came from relationships I made via Tumblr. The precious, bubbly cupcake that is in my bed? Tumblr. So you can imagine how painful Tumblr’s announcement has been for me.

I love seeing the marginalized communities that are shunned elsewhere on Planet Earth have a safe place to exist and be themselves. It always made me smile when I see a Tumblr blogger ease out of their shells, steadfastly into the world.

Well, that shit is no more.

As some of you may have noticed I started a community effort to rescue these communities. I want everyone involved because it will be our garden, our club, our safe space to be ourselves.

And the new site (name to be withheld until we have something to show) is not just for kinksters, I want vanillas too; artists, witches, horror writers, brewmeisters, budtenders, book sluts, fandoms of all types, beat poets, wilderness photographers, Burners, vampire hunters, Dungeons and Dragons players, and rocket scientists. Hell, I want people who just want to blog about cats and cabins in the woods.

What we won’t tolerate are bullies, minors, Nazis (and their fucked up allies), abusers or trolls. They can fuck right off to a cesspool of their choice.

I am putting up the cash to get this started PLUS I am making this a community effort, that is why I am being so transparent about the process with our Discord planning group. Yes, it is chaos. We have taken on an INSANE project to get done in less than 2 weeks. Well, 9 days now.

This isn’t my first rodeo. I am actively trying to keep my anonymity as long as I can, but I know it will soon be spugged out in due order soon. You will then see what I have done in the past and learn about a very vanilla project that has been near and dear to my heart. You have probably heard of it and maybe even participated!

The beta site will not be perfect. It will be good but not perfect. Hell, we have been suffering with “far from perfect” with Tumblr now for years. It is my hope that our community can put up with our rough edges for a little while.

Where we are tonight is pretty good. We have selected a host, got our software loaded, installed the Linux packages required and are now getting those packages to play nice with one another. We had it working for a bit until a small issue with the registration page required some elbow work.

I am working on the branding and marketing with a bunch of really smart pervs in our Discord group. I am really proud of all of our volunteers and want to thank them all. 

If you want to volunteer or simply eat popcorn and watch the porn riots, please use this invite link: https://discord.gg/jVempgb

Remember, Discord is just the site we are using for planning, not the actual site we are moving to.

Many of you have asked about the Library For Kinksters, it will be archived and placed on the now site.

We plan to allow you to import your Tumblr blog over to our new site but Tumblr may have other ideas. Other services have been using Tumblr’s API for exporting and now Tumblr now seems to be shutting down that API functionality.

That is all for now. Keep your heads held high and remember you are ALL FUCKING AMAZING PEOPLE!

- Dominant Life

P.S. Please reblog the shit out of this. Santa may drop a slutty elf off at your house for Christmas!

To show our gratitude we are even offering “perks” to those who donate certain amounts. These are bonuses such as limited edition merchandise as well as a badge you can show off on your Mojofire blog indicative of your contribution.

w00t!

Twas the night before tumblr becomes a more “welcoming place”…

By slamming the door in all of our face!

No more porn! It all must go!!

But my fellow dirty bloggers and I, tumblr can BLOW!

All the post and pleads went out with care…

But nobody was listening even if unfair!

Out of the web rose such chatter…

The rules are changing, apple is all that matters!!!

Torn from it with such a crash…

Away with you all in one hell of a flash!

The site is vanilla now, tell the girls and the boys!

No ropes,No handcuffs, No dildos or toys!!!

Time to leave and stop making noise!

Self expression is dead and the boring are poise!

A bundle of red explicit warning were slapped! 🚫🚫🚫

As this censorship model is rolled out and mapped!

Nudity a NO! Sex absolutely NOT!

Posting that shit, you’ll definitely be caught!

Kicked out of a place that we all helped build…

Just to bring smiles upon the vanilla guild! 👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻

So times are changing for us all…

Though it is sad it’s been one hell of a ball! 🙌🙌🙌

Time go and say are goodbyes…😢😢😢

And with us gone the true tumblr dies! 😵😵😵

More welcoming you say? That’s NOT the case!

Corporate nonsense, just trying to save face!

A place that once welcomed one and all…

Now minimized to its own downfall!

We’re PG now, tell the world…

Just the thought makes my toes curl! 😱😱😱

The community crumbles though we hold tight!

Close minded bullshit ending this fight!

A community…a world of acceptance and love!

Crushed by money and a mandate from above!

So ashes to ashes dust to dust…

Fuck you tumblr you owe all of us! 🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻

So as these naughty final days pass…

Yes tumblr you and yours can kiss our ass!

So I say one final farewell to each of you all! 👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻

Together as one we all stand very tall!

This was OUR place like it or not…

Without US tumblr it simply is NOT!

So if Tonight is where it all ends…

Goodbye…goodbye to my dearest of friends! 😘😘😘

Nope. - https://houseofchimeras.weebly.com/informative-articles.html and http://frameacloud.com/otherkin/nonfiction-otherkin/

   “Otherkin would never be taken seriously by researchers.” Wrong. - https://houseofchimeras.weebly.com/sources-on-otherkin.html

“Otherkin just have clinical lycanthropy!”  No. - http://liongoatsnake.tumblr.com/post/154719853845/otherkin-and-clinical-lycanthropy

“Otherkin are just furries!” Incorrect. - http://liongoatsnake.tumblr.com/post/138742528290/the-furry-fandom-and-the-therian-community-are-two

“Only amputees can have phantom limbs.”

Mostly same features but with extra features like…

No bullying.

No kids.

No one under 18.

Stronger blocking tools.

All the female associated nipples you can handle.

At it’s core, therianthropy is a feeling, a pervasive feeling of being nonhuman. But many individuals can become distracted by particulars, by false justifications, by social pressures, by familiarity, by wanting to belong to something as an outsider to civilization. There is no need or reason to be a therian. One simply is. When a nonhuman animal species comprises a significant portion of one’s identity, one is a therian. This is not entirely determined by oneself. It is something one cannot help but feel. It is definitely not a choice. What I propose is a simple but difficult test for individuals to try on themselves concerning the question of whether they really are a therian or whether the theriotype they assume is theirs is their real theriotype. The method: Eliminate all possible justifications for feeling like you are another animal, and if you still feel like it, then it runs deep enough to comprise a portion of one’s identity. For every rational jusitification one has for being, let’s say, a wolf, find a stronger argument for why that is a poor justification. For instance, if one says “I must be a wolf because X” (such as having an affinity for wolves or something of that sort), create a counterargument for why that is absolutely not a justification. If the feeling lingers yet all reasons for feeling this way are unsound, then one can be certain it is real and unavoidable. A feeling one has not chosen or rationalized, but rather is built into one’s emotions  and identity regardless of what one thinks. Maybe it is psychological, maybe spiritual. But it has survived the strictest critical opposition. At the end of the day, therians do not know why they are therians. They only know that they are therians. And the only certain way to know if one is a therian is to be completely skeptical of all the reasons why one thinks one is a therian. At the end of that road, one will see if one’s feelings survive the criticism. If they do, it is unavoidable, and therefore part of one’s core identity. Read more: http://therian-wilderness.proboards.com/thread/6044/skeptical-method-young-therians-identity#ixzz5NY8ZbE1l

– Nøkken on Therian Wilderness

Unwanted suitors? Not sure if you’re on a date? Too nice to turn him down? I can help! With nearly four years of experience sabotaging romantic encounters, I’m the uncomfortable silence you deserve… and now, I’m offering my services professionally. 

Bring me along as a platonic bufferzone on unwanted or ambiguous dates with suitors you’re not interested in but don’t know how to turn down. Guaranteed to kill the mood or your money back!

Basic services include: Terrible puns, poorly-timed jokes, casual physical displays of affection, bringing up unappealing facts about you (to be established or fabricated ahead of time), including myself in attempts at cuddling, domineering the conversation, irritating laughter, talking about I may have finally found an apartment for rent that’s big enough to house all of your cats, subtly making remarks about how nice it is that you’ve made a new friend.  More advanced services: Creating diversions (available at tiers 1, 2, and 3; examples include pouring water over my head, impromptu hula dancing, and  triggering alarms), intimate displays of physical affection, accidentally spilling drinks on your suitor’s clothing, laughing at everything your suitor says while drinking until I manage to time it so that water comes out of my nose and sprays onto them. 

 Package deals: 

The Gay Best Friend: What it sounds like. Because this persona runs the risk of stereotype and exploitation, I prefer to keep this subtle. Willing to engage in mild flirtation with your suitor. Please use discretion when requesting this service; the intention is to make him realize that your feelings towards him are platonic. Do not even consider this package if he is aggressively homophobic. 

The Imposing Older Brother: I scowl, smirk, and huff judgmentally. Comes in two flavors: the Violent Ex-Con and the Insufferable Elitist. Can flex my physical or intellectual muscles as needed. 

The Irritating Younger Brother: I bring a gaming device along, snicker rudely and roll my eyes whenever he speaks, complain about the time, chew with my mouth open, shrug indifferently, prop my sneakers on his chair, wipe my nose on my hand, and bluntly interrupt the conversation whenever it strays out of your comfort zone. 

The Priest: Why the heck would you bring your priest on a date?! I don’t know, and neither will your suitor! Obfuscate them into backing off. If that doesn’t work, I will recite dry Biblical passages until they are driven away by crushing boredom or fear of Hell. 

The Son from The Future: Depending on the age difference, I can also pose as your Son from the Current Era. Will dress in conspicuously unusual clothing (ex. holographic baseball cap, life preserver, roller skates, VISOR-like sunglasses), continuously ask for the date and time, and anxiously mutter about how it’s almost time for you to ditch this place and meet my father for the first time.

The Enslaved Zombie Ex-Boyfriend: I don milky, semi-opaque contact lenses and follow you around mindlessly, with jerky, unnatural movements. I am at your beck and call, controlled from beyond the grave by your occult powers - the fate of all the boyfriends who displease you.  

The Demon Prince: I wear a stylish fawn suit, soft kidskin gloves, and silver cuff-links etched with strange symbols. I have a ring or a cane decorated with the head of a ram. I say little, but smile often. Now and then, I pull out a little silver hourglass from a chain around my neck and examine it, tapping my foot, my fingers, or my cane impatiently. I adopt a curious and subtle accent and ask him to appraise his immortal soul. I carry a sleek briefcase rigged to emit a bright light if I crack it open a hair. Optional: I carry a cube of sulfur in my pocket for the smell.

The Mulder: A proven classic. I periodically derail the conversation with crackpot conspiracy theories, the nature of reality, extraterrestrial intelligence, and ESP. May accuse your suitor of being a Reptilian, or demand that they feel the scar where I had an alien implant removed. Insist that we change tables because this one is bugged and we are under surveillance by the secret shadow government.    

The Fiance You Thought Was Lost at Sea: I burst through the door, dripping wet, with barnacle-encrusted clothing and a crab dangling from my ear lobe. I’ll smell of brine and have a haunted look in my eye. This will require some acting skills from you; you’ll need to throw yourself sobbing into my arms and cry, “I thought I’d lost you!” and I’ll hold you and mutter something about Davy Jones getting ahead of himself.  

Other: I am happy to work with you to develop a persona specific to your unique needs and preferences. 

Rates: Sliding scale, determined by me on a case-by-case basis. I want to make my services available to all who need them. Factors such as the relative heinousness of suitor is considered; affluent clients can generally expect to pay more as likelihood of physical or spiritual harm increases. For swanky dates in nice locations with minimal levels of danger, I typically ask only that you cover the cost of my meal, entrance fees, transportation, and other expenses.

IMPORTANT: Although I am prepared to deal with any number of eventualities, I am not a professional: bodyguard, assassin, exorcist, crocodile hunter, or escort. If you expect that any of these services will become necessary, I am happy to put you in touch with a specialist. ADDITIONALLY: If your suitor is non-human, please be upfront with this so that we can plan accordingly. We do not want a repeat of the events of Halloween 2012.