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how it feels to have therian friends
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Doodle of myself
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Badger therian culture is being just a little guy
such a little guy
#therian culture is#therian culture#alterhuman#otherkin#therianthropy#theriantype#therian#theriotype#badger theriotype#badger therian#badgerkin#badger kin
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What everyone needs is a rotisserie chicken all to themself and a room alone. Digging and tearing into it. Stripping meat from bones. Ripping into an animal's carcass. Biting into the bones because no one's around to tell you to "eat like a human." Yes please. I love to rend flesh.
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Someone be the american badger therian to my coyote therian please!
#vals therian stuff#therian#otherkin#caninekin#canine kin#wolf kin#wolfkin#coyotekin#coyote kin#badgerkin#badger kin
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I don't get phantom-limbs that I can actually feel, but I do sometimes get, "You know what would extend my life warranty? Huge, massive claws."
#txt#therian#therianthropy#otherkin#badgerkin#beastkin#'This would not impede my ability to do anything at all. Nuh-uh!'
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12 months ago I revealed to subscribers to my Patreon the existence of a new season; Goblin Winter, a counterpart to Fairy Summer. Now, as the year turns, the rest of you can learn about this mysterious time.
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After All Hallows but before Midwinter the goblins make their appearance. They’ve been here all along of course. They don’t live elsewhere, mostly, but in unfrequented corners of the world. That overgrown lane you’ve never been down. The house on the corner you don’t look at. The boring field, filled with strange plants and standing stones, you pass but never explore. And why would you?
As the days grown short and the air cools they emerge. No that’s not right. As I said they are with us all the time. It’s the late autumn, the Goblin Winter. The background changes and they come into focus.
When you’re walking home in the twilight, you see sparks dancing where they work. Their secret farms open up, offering strange crops. Mushrooms, squash and root vegetables of course. Herbs, dried and fresh, hops, scented flowers. Jams and jellies, chutneys and pickles, all with flavours unmatched. Odd bottles of beers, wines, liquors – not potions, no – made from fruit and flowers that sound familiar even if you could not describe them.
People wrap up warm. Hats and scarves and hoods, heavy jackets and long skirts, thick trousers. Perhaps the shape, the silhouette of the person scurrying along on the other side of the road is unusual. Perhaps they look a little odd. But it’s cold out and the darkness draws in and in any case it’s rude to stare. We had all the summer outside, for people-watching, we had our fill. So the goblins who do not pass so easily as human step out, onto the street, off the byways and secret paths they’ve followed the rest of the year.
Still, humans are infinite in their variety, and boundless in their ability to ignore the uncanny. A troll or badgerkin might be sitting at the table next door in the café, drinking acorn coffee and eating mangle-cake. This is England so if they mind their own business, so do we. If the hobb serving you at the market has three eyes and tusks, it’s impolite to comment on it, and they do have some lovely candles, perfect for a romantic evening or to give as a Christmas present.
And your neighbour, the one who lives down the alley rather than having a door on the street. You see them now and again, early in the morning on the way to work, on bin night, putting the rubbish out. Not foreign exactly – they speak with a local accent, more local than most, old-fashioned. Something odd about their appearance, you can’t quite put your finger on it. They invite you over, the fire-lighting ceremony. An old tradition. They’ve done it before, you’ve been there. You can’t recall the details but it was a jolly evening, drinks and a log fire in a low cottage with dark beams.
The weather is so changeable. It rains, then the sun is out with no transition. Fog rolls in unexpectedly. A cool bright day becomes an overcast oppressive one, almost hot, muggy, and you didn’t see it happen. Almost as though you’ve lost time, or the environment transforms under the control of people you cannot see. Almost as though magic is in the air.
Goblin Winter, all the neighbours and friends – and quiet rivals too – every November you remember them. A dark flowering, the hidden folk coming out. The magic of the world that has always been there on your doorstep. How did you forget? Why did you walk past the poky shops, the cramped doors, the strange lanes and paths?
And the darker memories. Things going missing. Buying knick-knacks from a stall and realising, too late, how worthless they are. A time when debts are called in, and people leave, never to return. The birds fly away for the season, animals hide in their burrows. The goblins are your neighbours, and they are like mortals in other ways. Bound up in their own concerns, sometimes looking for advantage. It is now that they will ask to borrow, knowing that when Goblin Winter is done, the lender will forget what was given.
Because as midwinter turns everyone becomes busy. Christmas arrives and sweeps all before it. The season of goodwill, the greatest holiday. You plan to catch up with your new/old neighbours when it’s done. In the new year when everything is finished. Family and friends, feasting and celebration. It overwhelms.
And Goblin Winter vanishes and the neighbours become strangers, hiding under their cloak of anonymity. Until the days grow short again and the pumpkins grow large.
If you’re reading this in February, or May, or even in July at the height of Fairy Summer, you’ll think this a light piece of fiction. A fun riff off folklore and the strangeness of the turning of the seasons. Something to entertain yourself. But if Halloween has come and gone, fireworks are in the sky and effigies are being prepared to be immolated as a sacrifice you’ll wonder. Who is lighting the fire and baking potatoes in the embers, cooking sausages on sticks in the glow? Who scampers through the pre-dawn light or lurks in the fog? Have you seen them before, last year perhaps? Where have they been?
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Woodland therians are great and precious, all the little animals like squirrels and badgers as well as the larger ones like bears and deer, all of them are beautiful and serene and make me feel at home again.
#woodland therian#squirrelkin#bearkin#deerkin#otherkin#therian#foxkin#birdkin#badgerkin#whitetail deer
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Could I get some recipes for a European badger?
Sure thing!
French Leek Pie
Mid-Summer Italian Bread Salad
Easy Paella
Stuffed Cabbage Rolls
Sausage, Peppers, Onions, and Potato Bake
Greek Salad
I hope you enjoy! ~Shadow
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request from a discord member for a european badger!
earthy candle
silver badger necklace
cozy badger sticker
needle felted badger
badger keychain
lemongrass soap
badger mug
badger pendant
plush badger
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Badger (specifically European) therian culture is where are the other badgers? I want to dig with someone. Badgers? Friends? Dig? Dirt?
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#therian culture is#therian culture#alterhuman#otherkin#therianthropy#theriantype#therian#theriotype#badgerkin#badger kin#badger therian#badger theriotype
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Japanese badger from ryo-t on iNaturalist
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Some otherkin/therian/copinglink/other-hearted video game suggestions
For most types of therians. Includes playable animals such as a fox, goat, badger, lynx, baby bear, frog, rabbit, and some other ones I’m probably forgetting.
It’s an online game where you do nothing else but explore and collect with other people in an amazing environment, and you only communicate through emoticons, body language, and sound. You start out as a badger and unlock new animals and skins as you explore. The aesthetic of the game itself is too amazing to miss.
Shelter, and Shelter 2
I can’t talk about Meadow without mentioning its two predecessors.
Shelter is a game where you play as a mother badger with her cubs, simply looking to live and survive. The game is pretty linear and has a bit of a distinct story line, but it’s worthwhile experience nonetheless, and it will probably leave you in tears.
Shelter 2 is the same sort of concept, except you are a mother lynx. The game is a lot less linear and lets you choose your own adventure in a way. Every playthrough of the game won’t be the same, not to mention that you can play as your kids who survive a generation. Hunting and fighting off other animals for your kids is almost an emotional experience. There’s a certain power you feel when you play as one of the most rare and magnificent cats in the world.
Definitely a wolf/canine therian kind of game. You start out as a (customizable) two year old gray wolf in Yellowstone National Park who has just left their pack to learn to live on their own, and eventually form their own pack. The game is super educational and is currently being remade to be less linear, more open world, and more accurate to the lives of the wolves of Yellowstone. It also has an multiplayer feature and a forum where many people love to discuss wolves, and roleplay in their own stories. There is hardly any doubt you won’t find another therian in the community. I’ve met plenty. Not to mention that most people in the community are very like minded and stretch to more than just the game and the forums.
The Guardians of Ga’Hoole video game
I know, a kinda weird choice for this list but hear me out. This game follows a very linear story in the world of Ga’Hoole about a young owl rescued by guardians of The Great Tree when he was orphaned. This owl’s name is Shard, and he is trained in the art of being a guardian of the tree. You can choose your species of owl (great gray, barn owl, horned owl, or spotted owl) and it is so much fun to play regardless of the slightly mediocre graphics. But hey you might be one of those people who doesn’t give two racdrops about The Guardians of Ga’Hoole, or the thrill of shredding other birds in aerial dogfights, but once you have cleared a series of levels, you get to fly around that map and do whatever the hell you want. This game is kinda therapeutic for me in the idea that sometimes I just wanna be a bird, and sometimes I want to throw my foes into pools of lava.
A simple, unfinished, and FREE game. You get three levels to fly around as a dragon, burn towns to the ground, and eat humans alive. Such a cool game for when you just wanna be a dragon, I just wish the developer would pick it up again.
The Endless Forest
God has this game gotten so much shit for being boring, laggy, weird, and even scary. They couldn’t be more wrong. Yeah the game is simple and has pretty outdated graphics and controls, but there is too much to love. You are simply a deer with a human face who wonders and endless forest, wielding magic that allows you to change the appearance of other deer. It’s an online game and you communicate with others through sound and body language; your truest distinction is a glowing glyph above your head. You bond over playing chase, dancing, and casting spells. Other than that, you can just sit and look pretty, and listen to the birds and array of sounds in the forest. This game also has a forum and a decent community who all love art and deer of various kinds. This game is also being remade in Unreal Engine and has an indiegogo to fund more projects for the game.
I’d also love to mention that this game has something called Abiogenisis, which are events where the two creators come into the game and put on shows. Did I mention it’s free?
Again, a bit of an odd choice for this list but seriously. This is a game where, in the vanilla version, is a game where you make your own zoo. Pretty cool and simple, but being a long time player of this game, there’s a lot more to it. You kinda have to play with mods (which are easy to download) in order to really enjoy this game, but this game has the capacity for you to have a little spot of land where you can put down any biomes you want, any plants, and any animals that act on their own accord. Each time you open it up, it’s an investment kinda like the sims, but it’s a cool way to build natural environments and just kinda see what everything does, as long as nothing goes wrong.
A pretty ancient game that I only played for a portion of my life, but this is what I remember; you play as a selection of three dragons who all have their own abilities, and you defend a land from an ancient evil with the help from some human friends. I remember the controls being weird and being a bit on the uninteresting side, but still a decent game where you play as a powerful dragon in a large world.
The remainder of these games I haven’t played for myself yet, but I sure do wanna
Dragon: The Game
An early access alpha game where you play as a customizable dragon (crazy right?) in an open world where you choose your path of benevolence or destruction. The environment is destructible and has human settlements. You can claim territory and grow in size. There is also multiplayer, co-op, and PvP. The game is pretty simple at the moment, but it is community driven and will only get better with more support. If you want an ACTUAL dragon simulator, (not these sad fkn mobile games) please support this game.
Fugl
A simplistic game designed to simulate the thrill of flying. Explore an endless and diverse environment as a shapeshifting bird where you can literally shapeshift into any animal you see in bird form, as well as natural birds. The voxel world of Fugl is described as liberating and therapeutic. This game is also early access at the moment.
#therian#otherkin#other hearted#copinglink#wolfkin#dragonkin#deerkin#foxkin#bearkin#catkin#rabbitkin#badgerkin#birdkin#owlkin#felinekin#caninekin
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This is gonna be a long shot but I’m a badger who lived in a sort of.. mystic forest? There were fae and many different types of creatures. I lived on the edge of the wood in a set with two other, older badgers. The forest never seemed to face winter. If anyone has any similar memories could they maybe DM me so we could talk more and see?
♥
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Badger sonnet #1
I’m going to burn in the summer heat
I’m sore and tired; my poor aching paws
But I’m determined, and cannot be beat
I hear the clacking of rock against claws
Beyond a pile of loose dirt, I see
Through blades of yellow grass, so parched and dry
The head of a boar, looking at me
Is he a stranger, brother, or bad guy?
I’m so exhausted, the sky looks pure white
I move sideways into a grassy place
Will I find my way back before the night?
I get dry soil all over my face
It’s nice down here; in my new sett; down deep
I close my eyes, and get some day-time sleep
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