But I Am Actually Done Just Sitting Around Doing Nothing When Anti Endos Like This Person Are Encouraging

Territorial Insticts + alterhumanity

i think a lot of alterhuman folks experience territorial instincts in ways that don’t always get talked about. especially if your identity includes predatory, wild, or socially protective species, such as canids, felines, dragons, etc. some of us might feel a deep need to claim space. not in a metaphorical way, but like. this is mine. this is my room, my den, my person, my pack. this is my corner of the internet. don’t touch it. don’t look at it too long. i’ll bite.

and it’s not always aggressive, it can be protective, affectionate. we make a space safe for the people we care about. we guard it. we watch.

for some of us it’s instinctual. for some it’s tied up in trauma, being displaced, growing up in unsafe environments, feeling like we never had a space that was truly ours. alterhumanity can make that ache sharper, more specific.

i guard things. food, objects, spaces, people. it’s not symbolic, it’s instinct. it’s like something clicks in my brain and suddenly whatever it is becomes mine. not in a selfish way, but in a protective, possessive, defensive kind of way. like: this is important. this is sacred. this is part of my territory. don’t touch it. don’t fuck with it. don’t even get too close unless you’re trusted.

sometimes it’s my room. sometimes it’s a person i love. sometimes it’s a hoodie i’ve worn every day for two weeks. sometimes it’s leftover food in the fridge that my brain has decided i’ll starve without. sometimes it’s not even rational, it’s instinctual. animal. primal.

it makes so much sense to me through the lens of psychological therianthropy, the creature in me doesn’t separate emotional connection from territorial instinct. if i love you, i’ll guard you. if something is mine, it’s not just an object, it’s part of my den. part of my hoard. part of myself.

and it’s also tangled up with my bpd [ suspected ], fear of abandonment, attachment issues, identity instability. my territory gives me shape. it tells me who i am. if someone crosses into it without permission, it doesn’t just feel like a boundary violation, it feels like a threat to my existence. it feels like my identity is bleeding. it feels like i’m going to lose something i can’t replace.

territoriality can be violent, but it can also be soft. i’ll sit by the door while you sleep. i’ll remember exactly how you take your tea. i’ll patch up your jacket and fold it so it smells like you again. i’ll bark at anything that looks at you wrong.

for me, being alterhuman means having instincts i can’t always explain, but i feel them in my bones. and territoriality is one of the loudest ones. it’s not always easy to live with, but it makes me who i am.

yall... some friends of mine lowkey hate furries and therians. but they're so great in all other aspects.... covering my ears and eyes with my paws rn.

Made for the Alterhuman Minizine Jam by @oceaniccourt. My first time making a minizine. It was tiring but rewarding.

For those that want to public gear but are to scared to start

If you're area is safe do so at all, I would recommend going to the mall and hanging out in stores like hot topic! One of the only times I've worn ears in public I was at the mall and I got so many compliments there, easy stress-free environment that lets you start getting used to public gear and have a less likely chance of getting weird looks or anything like that, I cant guarantee you wont get that but at least from my experience it was very pleasant, did get stared down from a random old dude tho- that was near the food court though so not surprised 😭

soulbonding culture is the realization of why there aren't alot of sources around; and being sad about it (Hi! This is a reply to a different anon. Apparently soulbonding is very old and alot of old websites were deleted!)

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proxy median system host culture Imposter Syndrome Blast 1000. because of the curses (being in the front forever and the others have to talk through you and sometimes it just. fucking feels like roleplaying because it doesnt really feel like anyone else is in front With me but i know theyre Somewhere There). you understand -💤

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i feel so left out. like everyone around me knows how to be a human and i don’t.

A message to the younger members of the community, and those who doubt there place in it:

Beings don't care.

I went to a therian meet up over anthro northwest. And it was NOTHING like the current online spaces, especially all the discourse.

There was no fighting. It was beautiful. Beings were freely using whatever labels they wanted, no one cared "why" someone identified as something, mental, spiritual, physical. Everyone was like "Hey, cool!".

Older folks talked about their time in the community while the younger ones did quads. People howled, played with squeak toys. No one cared. And most importantly, everyone agreed the infighting was pointless.

You WILL be accepted irl. This discourse doesn't matter. You are going to find your beings, and none of these online pissing contests mean anything once you meet others off the screen.

It's a beautiful place out there.

Here’s some positivity for proxy systems!

According to Pluralpedia, proxy systems are “where one functions as a singlet (or approximately close to one, such as a median system) due to a frontstuck host, yet all members of the system are completely distinct in the headspace.” Many systems may find that they function in this way! This post is for all the proxy systems out there!

🧡 Shoutout to willogenic, paromancy, imagian, or other willfully created proxy systems!

💛 Shoutout to systems who are writers, artists, or other creators whose headmates are characters who are unable to switch or front!

🤍 Shoutout to proxy systems with headmates who wish they could switch!

💜 Shoutout to proxy systems whose members often cofront, blur or blend together, or are coconscious!

💙 Shoutout to proxy systems who love, embrace, and celebrate the way their system works!

🧡 Shoutout to protogenic proxy systems, or those who have always been plural even if no one but the host has fronted!

💛 Shoutout to proxy systems who identify as specutien or have some other specific labels for their experience as proxy systems!

🤍 Shoutout to proxy systems with vast, complex headspaces, and to proxy systems with no headspace whatsoever!

💜 Shoutout to those who are questioning whether or not they are a proxy system!

💙 Shoutout to hosts of proxy systems who work hard to help their headmates live the lives they want to live, even if they can’t fully front!

🧡 Shoutout to proxy systems who prefer to present as a singlet in their daily life for their own comfort and/or safety!

Proxy systems have always been and will always be valued, cherished, and integral members of the plural community! To any proxy system who reads this, please know that your system is real and you are valid, regardless of how you experience plurality or the ways in which your system functions! It’s okay if most of your system members interact with the world through your system’s host. That doesn’t negate the validity of your system in any way, shape, or form!

We hope that every proxy system out there can have an amazing day today. Know that you are so loved, and you make the world and our spaces a better place simply by existing in it! Regardless of how your system came to be, you are special, your system is beautiful, and we are so pleased to be able to share this wonderful, diverse community with you. Please keep you chin up, have some pride in your system and how it works, and do you best to take care of each other!

when the fictive's source is super murderous and dangerous and evil and stuff and the fictive is just