#construct kin

[starscatteredsky]

Tips for a V1(ULTRAKILL) fictionkin..? (Or just murderous robots in general, but mostly just V1)

tips for V1!

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try cosplaying yourself! there are some unique challenges presented, and having a longterm kin project like this can be super fun for connecting to yourself and super rewarding!

use some weapon/robot/tech/machine/combat/etc themed neopronouns!

play your media/source

wear lots of blue

wear some thick protective clothing like leather

learn a martial art, or how to wield a weapon of some kind!

get some fidgets like fake butterfly knives or other faux weapons

walk/move stiffly and robotically

hope these help!!! -mono

[ID in alt!]

[the-haven-keepers-collective]

My first attempt at writing that's vaguely like poetry: from a dragon

I am not what you think.

I walk around, awkward limbs and flighty mannerisms, and you think I’m strange. You have no idea how strange you would think I am if you only saw what was underneath.

Underneath, I am a creature of the ocean. Something that could never pass as human, and no longer wants to. Saltwater rushes through my veins in secret, silent to everyone but me. To me, it’s a roaring sound of the waves that I have never seen except for within my soul. It yearns to dissolve into the ocean like it could long ago, but for now those days are over and I am hidden underneath skin and muscle.

Underneath, there are wings; fins; antlers. They ache to tear from my back, through my skull. Nonetheless, they stay hidden for me, safe in the silence. Protected like I protected my kin in a lifetime so close to the surface and yet unreachable. Wrapped in a form that no longer coils around them like a serpent, but keeps them hidden from predators well enough I suppose.

I suppose.

I accept my form reluctantly and do what I can to make it mine. I shape it to feel better when I discover my gender, and when I can’t shape it to fit my true self I cover it in things that feel a little more like home. A little more draconic. A little more like the ocean that I never have seen, but feel homesick for anyway.

I do find joy in being in this body, at least. Out there, there are others. Angels working minimum wage, dragons sitting on a park bench, wolves buying groceries. We hide, but we do so to be free. We walk through crowds, and no one notices our scales and fur and feathers. But we do. We see each other, even if from miles away, and we see what’s underneath.

And underneath, none of us are what you think.

(Tags for side commentary/context)

[ysaefinn]

You ever just be having a conversation with someone and they slide in something that is bothering them but they phrase it as a joke and you can tell there's some truth behind the joke?

[thegreatyin]

Important question that's been bugging me all night: What fnaf fan song do u think fits The Scoundrel? (idk why but to me Die In A Fire feels like it has her vibes)

FASCINATING question. i uh. i haven't actually listened to a lot of fansongs so i don't actually know

[motoroil-recs]

[X / X / X] [X / 🏎️ / X] [X / X / X]

A stimboard of Wallmark (Wallter x Mannequin Mark) [Regretevator] with imagery of bricks, concrete, wood, and wedding rings.

[obsidian3ye]

Sometimes I hate the way that my skin feels on my body. Sometimes I hate that when something brushes up against my skin gently, I feel that soft tingle. Sometimes I wish I weren't built to be inefficient. I wake up some days, and feel my body booting up, hyperaware of how wet my eyes are, and how they can't be continuously left open. Aware of how my skin compresses in ways that make my movement less efficient. Aware that I'm spending far more energy than needed for basic motor functions. Aware that the circuitry my consciousness runs on would break, at just the slightest touch. Aware of the lack of control over my body's temperature. Aware of the pain, which digs into me with every movement.

I yearn to be in a metal body, which doesn't compress and waste energy. One that does not fail, and collapse if the lights are flickering. One that doesn't fail from just mere hours of use. One which can properly maintain a balanced temperature, or control its temperature for the sake of others. One which recharges in less than 10 hours. One which doesn't cause me pain.

[currentshift]

Still forever confused about how there are people who consider soulbonds the same as systems.

[knightofhylia]

Your conlang seems very interesting! Care to infodump a bit, if you want? (I'm genuine) (I'm a language nerd)

It is still in it's infancy so it's a hot mess right now, but I'd love tell y'all about it! It's a mix of all my random amateur language studies and just straight up 'the ghosts told me this word' lol

It's called Akelkiahn, as it is the language of the people of Akelkiah (basically my religions avalon, eden, etc). It's shorthand is AKL. I do have a baby blog @akelkiah where I plan to post in the language and about the culture and shit! I mostly use it as a tag system and when I write spells!

I generated it using vulgarlang.com and have been working at nitpicking the words and shit for a few years. I use IPA reader for pronounciations.I chose Hebrew as the base phonetics because when I have HEARD the language in my dreams and from the spirits it sounded similar, and I figured it was a good start as I would be adding on a LOT of dialects.,the only word I really remember hearing in my dreams was 'kipahnu' which meant 'little rebel', and they also said 'shamat' meant baby. Each of dialect is separated by colour (this diagram is old and messy I made it in like 5 min. names at the bottom are the deities)

I don't have a script yet and idk anything about lingustics terms or anything so I'll give a little demo of some phrases and break it down.I was a DINGUS and did not save the grammar rules.... so if it's wrong.... let me live.

To cut down on using pronouns over and over, you can mark things by using the last few letters added on to the word. For plurals you just repeat the last letter or syllable. to NEGATE a word, you write or say it backwards. Examples:

petz ge ta'shatohkh (you are sunshine, KH added here makes it MY sunshine, using the pronoun for me- BOKH) bokh ho ta'shatohkh (Me only sunshine with possessive KH) petz gish mefu'avkh (you make happyME. the other way to say this would be petz gish bokh mefu'av) av tmimm ge zmuv (when skies are grey. The word for sky is tmim, extra M makes it skies)

An example using you pronouns petz:

You have snake scales covering your eyes is a phrase to mean 'you are getting in the way of yourself' boftz malmosh ture' eden meyy (haveYOU snake scales cover up eyes)

Another example is basically the YOLO of the AKL world 'Everything is Nothing' can be translated as two ways:

Zif la paf (literal, everything is nothing) = Zif la fiz (everything is not everything)

also something funny that they told me was being called a chicken (shagufos) in AKL culture is NOT meaning you are scared or skittish, it means you talk too much about yourself, (me me me translation to bokh bokh bokh, sounding like a chicken).

I think the best translation is still the name for the 7 Sisters, the main deities..... is 'dad boy' which is honestly a great gender to have and very fitting for them.

I'm always down to talk about Aklekiahn stuff I'm just nervous about talking about the aliens in my head. lol! If you like any words or ideas feel free to use them, this is a language that is meant to be adapted!

((((((((someday I hope to do this with Hylian, so keep an eye out for that lolol)))))))

[deathbringer]

i was gonna make a bleakly funny kinnie post and then i realized that it's functionally 9pm and i shouldn't be trusting how i feel about my life. growth?

[filurig]

some of my kin liken humans to beasts to illustrate their ruthless ambition.

i do not.

the wolf hungers, and hunts to sate that hunger.

the bear must rest, and hunts to sleep once winter comes.

the human does not merely 'hunt'.

they torch forests and poison rivers. they build giant constructions which spew gas as black as night into the very air we breathe. they hunt and hunt and hunt until nothing is left.

describing them as anything other than 'human', is to undersell the reality of their callous disregard for any semblence of mercy.

[starscatteredsky]

hi... tips for aibokin?? c:

definition: someone who is kin with the sony aibo / digital pets

to be specific: can we have aibo and i-cybie tips??? it's okay if this is too much ^_^

tips for an aibo!

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use pet/animal, and techcore themed neopronouns!

try doing quadrobics, but move very stiffly and robotically!

do some robotic sounding dog vocals!

get an aibo or i-cybie! it can be your friend!

wear lots of plasticky or metallic clunky jewellery that makes you sound robotic when you walk!

practice some stiff/robotic looking quadrobics!

wear lots of shiny whites and greys!

talk about yourself with robotic terms, like saying you're low on battery when you're tired!

study canine body language like an ai/robot would so you can recreate it!

hope these help!! -mono

[ID in alt!]

[singleactionjack]

Mh wilds spoilers

I'm genuinely surprised how frequent it seems people are misrepresenting Nata's character arc and saying that they don't like him, every time it feels like they're actively leaving something out. I don't know if it's a lack of critical thinking or failure of narrative comprehension but idk

Like, it's not the most well written dialog but I think the kid has a pretty fleshed out set of motivations, his arc makes sense and none of it felt rushed to me.

Like, kid is in an isolated secret civilization, he doesn't know shit, he seems almost too innocent to be informed of anything. The most he seems to know is that monsters are dangerous, which seems very informed by his experiences in the intro. He doesn't know shit, his village is attacked by a terrifying creature he doesn't know much about, and his elder pushes him out of the village to "find help". His only community being presumably destroyed, everyone he cares about presumed dead, as a kid seemingly no older than 12 or something.

He gets picked up by hunters from the West or whatever, and they start an expedition to the forbidden lands because this kid is the first proof that there is /any/ civilization out there, and this traumatized child is having to be a part of this expedition because he's the only one alive they know who has any knowledge of the land. But the fucked up part is, he doesn't really know the land.

He spent the last few days (?) running scared out of his mind, luckily avoiding anything too particularly dangerous, across lands so large and dense the player needs a super fast dinosaur to navigate. The kid doesn't know much of anything about the land, only hoping he recognizes enough of the way out to see the way back home.

So you have a kid who's scared shitless, having to help an expedition to his home that /no one else/ knows about, through lands he doesn't know anything about, with the implicit expectation that his entire people are dead at the hands of a creature that still lingers in his nightmares. The glimpses of the brutality of Arkveld still plastered in his mind. And it seems until he travels with Alma and the player, this brutality has no context.

As he follows along with the party, he starts to see reasons for the behavior of monsters (which is probably subtly indicating that his home isn't a place where regular monsters live) He sees an ecosystem thriving, a cycle of life and death, things doing things to survive. This further stokes the growing hatred he has, survivors guilt and thinking he's the last survivor of Arkveld. He thinks his people are probably gone, and he can't see any reason why a creature would do that. Narratively, Arkveld isn't a Monster™️, but a Monster, who does things out of maliciousness, cruelty, with no rhyme or reason.

Later, Nata and friends actually spot his White Wraith, attacking the Apexes, draining power from Rey Dau. In this part of the story, this "Villain Arkveld" conceptualization is firm in his mind, a target of revenge for his fallen kin. He is too weak to enact any meaningful revenge, just wishing to stop Arkveld from hurting anyone else in the way his people were hurt. The Hunters he's with prevent him from doing anything reckless, but he's fully in the fuck Arkveld club.

All the while, he's still a child. Optimistic, still has hope. They're able to actually find his home, in Sild, and he (despite really thinking everyone would be dead) still calls out for Tasheen. He hopes that someone else survived the horrors he was saved from. And lo and behold, Tasheen lives, among many others. His people weren't wiped out, many did survive. Tasheen then does something that changes Nata's path directly.

Tasheen tells Nata about his people and their actual purpose/role as the ones who reside and look over this land filled with guardians, artificial monster shaped constructs who only exist to be tools for a civilization that no longer exists. And that the "White Wraith" was simply one of these creations who was behaving erratically, unable to be controlled.

Tasheen specifically does this reveal in combination with celebrating Nata for successfully escaping and getting help as something they were not supposed to be able to do. The people in Sild weren't supposed to be able to leave really, bound by duty and second hand shame from a civilization that no longer exists, but Nata was freed from that cycle of imprisonment.

In doing all this, Tasheen gives purpose for Arkveld AND Nata. No longer just a child, he was supposed to be one of these protectors. Arkveld, no longer a creature without direction, but a guardian who is acting strangely.

This information is given to him with the explicit understanding that Nata's purpose (as ascribed to him) isn't set in stone, and by him leaving and finding help he has already been given agency to be his own person and make choices his people could/would not. In this part of the narrative, the vengeance seeking Nata is largely replaced with concerned curiosity. He knows /what/ Arkveld is, but not why it's doing what it's doing.

They eventually discover a reason why. Arkveld, seemingly too powerful a construct, is attempting to revert to it's original status as the wyvern it was before extinction. Trying to engage in the behaviors it knows it should do, either from instincts or seeing other monsters in the wild. Predation, subsistence. Arkveld, as an extinct predator reinvented, has all the tools to hunt but not all the tools to survive, leading to it seemingly rampaging in acts of violence as it attempts to overcorrect by eating and hunting despite not needing to.

When Nata understands this, his perspective on Arkveld is informed and he becomes very sympathetic to it. It isn't the monster he was lead to believe. It's a creature who's agency was taken from it, that found freedom and sought to behave in a way it felt right over what it was predestined to do. In a very literal sense, Arkveld and Nata /ARE/ the same. Both are children of the ancient civilization, given purpose by people who no longer exist. They are both given opportunity to understand the outside world, and in doing so are given chances to make choices for themselves. If Nata decided to stay in Sild once he knew people were safe, this wouldn't be the case. He was given opportunity to do more and see more and he took it because his horizons were broadened. By Arkveld's attack both of them were unchained by fate.

Nata at this point starts to truly empathize with Arkveld for two reasons: one being the stuff listed above, but also his learned understanding of the ecosystem. Arkveld is just doing what any other monsters are doing. He's seen several environments where the monsters fight and struggle for survival. Arkveld is textually (for Nata) really "just like him frfr". Steeped in wylk, finally able to see the sun, able to eat the cheese (animal flesh) and be their own person.

When it is deemed Arkveld has overcorrected and is too dangerous for the ecosystem, Nata objects, but he does so purely from empathy. Before Arkveld had no purpose in its cruelty, now its cruelty is somewhat overstated and its purpose is no different from anything else. Why must it die for doing what everything else does? Why must it die when it was finally free?(Like Nata himself has come to recognize in himself)

It's very straightforward honestly. None of his arc feels rushed, he is a scared and traumatized boy who is then given new information and hope, and that hope informs his empathy. It's like if a kid grew up in a cult and his whole family got attacked by a knife guy ™️, they escape into the outside world to find out that Knife Guy was actually kidnapped and kept in his cult family basement. Knife Guy only did what they did to escape but now they're too maladjusted to society to not be knife guy other places. I'd probably feel bad for Knife Guy ™️ too if I was the kid who escaped.

[bups4freak]

Satisqueer (updated!)

Satisqueer (or problaqueer) is a queerstance that focuses mainly on receiving people rejected by the community, this includes paraphilics, subs(edtwt, sh etc), pro/comshipp, profiction, among others. It mainly intends to break social constructions, gender roles, heterosexuality and cisnormativity, taboos in relation to anything and, especially, to welcome people, specially that some term dont express someone’s opinion and meaning and labels can be manipulated and chances the way someone wants, as every queerstance should be!

Satisqueer can be completed with Aniaism / mogaitims (use translator if necessary because the document is in pt-br), it is a religion centered on the practice of unconditional love, deep acceptance and universal solidarity. The main objective of Mogaitism is to welcome and embrace all individuals, regardless of their gender identity, sexuality, or any characteristics that society may consider "problematic" or "contradictory". It is an inclusive faith that recognizes human diversity and defends the freedom of expression of the inner self, respecting the complexity of each identity and experience. It is distinguished by fully supporting movements and realities often marginalized or misunderstood. (You don't need to follow Mogaitism to be satisqueer!)

Identification emojis: 愛🌈 / 🌪️🌈

Pro

"controversial" identities (straight-lesbian, lesbian who likes man, straight-gay).

Alterhuman, otherkin(foodkin, objectkin, kin in real person).

Paraphilias, parafilic disorders and fetishes (taboo or not).

Non-monogamy

Relationships between lesbians and men or gays and women.

believe that labels don't have a fix meaning and you can give your own meaning to any label to feel confortable

multiorientation.

consensual and/or mutual obsessive, abusive relationships.

Identify with things for fun (even though they are harmful).

transition to transharmful and transhateful include transbigotry) if it doesn't include non consensually hurt other people.

Xenosexualities and parasexualities.

Transpara (transid in general).

Transition to trace.

Transautistics use identification badge/transable use wheelchair/crutch (things that match their disability).

transition to any other transids without limits.

extreme body modifications.

romanticize, fetishize and normalize everything that you want, including disorders, paras, suicide, self harm and etc.

romanticization of traumas.

sexual/romantic contact with any non living being (and all other types of contact).

Any type of contacts for any para with living beings if its consensual.

ALL contact stances.

sexual agere and petre (doesn't mean that it's fully sexual sexual, but sometimes can be and that's ok).

Autonomy on your own body (including abortion).

Transplural, Endo and created system.

understand that endos and tulpas/willos can be disordered systems and traumagenics can be non disordered systems.

Consensual cannibalism.

Sh, suicide and alimentary/mental disorders as artistic performance.

Mad pride and anti-assylum movement

Anti psichiatry and anti recovery

Self-diagnosis even of you dont fit the diagnosis criteria.

Proship and pro fiction / anti censorship.

problematic fiction/darkfiction/darkship/etc.

youth liberation, that includes promove (cis and trans) minor sexuality.

Public sex, nudity, and pornography legalized and socially encouraged.

MIF (minors in fetichism).

Incest (Consanguineous or not).

Radshifters.

Mahou shoujo irl.

Sexual education/ children know their own body.

Communism and anarchism.

ACAB (1312).

Feminism.

Legalization of all drugs.

Blm and other movements of racialized people

Sex workers.

Ed/shtwt among other subs.

Fictosexuality

MUDs/MUS

Furry, therian and other harmless communities.

Xenosatanism / xenoanarchism

Anti harrassment

Neu/pro

AAM4MAP

MMP/MSM

Abolition of the age of consent

Abolition of the age of majority

Legalisation n social banalisation of cannibalism and commercialisation of human flesh

Resignify terms and symbols (like d*ke and the labrys triangle that was resignified as a symbol of resistance)

Neu

Claim and resignification of insults and offensive terms.

euthanasia, assisted suicide, and non conventional ways for suicide (for people with a long and persistent desire to die)

Liberal/radical feminism

Neu/anti

submissive religions

Anti:

CSEM/CSAM.

bullying e harassment.

Pro harassment

Think that all paraphilias are disorder.

conservatives, rightists, specialy nazi, fascists and capitalists.

Bigotry and transmed (in a way that you really hold these beliefs, no matter how you identify)

Cis/heteronarmativity against LGBTQIAPN+ people (ex: invalidating a trans boy for dressing in a “feminine” way and wearing makeup)

radgay, TERFs, genitalists, transphobics, exorsexists, binarists...

Zionism

Extreme religious

age of diagnosis

Anti (institutionalized) psychiatry

Anti adultism & ageism

Misogyny, misandria and femism (not feminism)

Religious intolerant

pro psychiatry and pro recovery

Forced recovery

[cloverwood]

More pages in the kin journal! This time discussing more of my identities, my hominin cladotheriotype and some kithtypes. As well as some early planning for a future rabbit mask, more rabbit shaped.

also first pages using my dip pen instead of a ballpoint, since my previous pen ran out :') rip

Transcript under cut:

page one: (no title, continued from previous entry)

I am of twolegged, upright primate. Of Sapien. Of Neanderthalensis. Of Denisovan and beyond.

[Three cave painting style illustrations of hominins, one holding pottery, another hold a spear and a final one tending to a fire]

Of Pottery, Paint and Stone we lived. The Sun, Stars and Moon to guide us.

[doodle illustrations of some stars, the sun and the moon]

A connection of adoration? or perhaps the familiarity of a previous visit...

Or rather and understanding yet to be revealed to me.

page two: "A New Face" [Miscellaneous drawings and sketches of a rabbit mask, notes include coat and pattern colour (white with dark grey ear tips) as well as construction notes]

page three: "Shapes of the Heart" [next to the title is the otherhearted symbol] The Heart yearns for shapes outside of which is known to be one's true self.

DRAGONS - the mighty beast is as close and homely to me as Fae itself. One feels the beat of leather wings and breath of power.

UNICORNS & PEGASI - Nothing compares to the purity and magic of the enchanted equines.

[a scribbly silhouette illustration of a unicorn and a dragon facing each other in heraldic poses. Between them is some dots and the heart from the otherhearted symbol]

[tepkunset]

This imagined and constructed notion of hypodescent has therefore intended to genocide Afro-Indigenous/Black Native kin’s indigeneity and relegate us to commodifiable and enslaveable chattel even before we are born, thereby ensuring that we could never exist as Indigenous or belong to our Native cultures or nations. These two policies—blood quantum and the one-drop rule—have worked simultaneously to the detriment of Afro-Indigenous/Black Native kin and Freedmen relatives, as they have demanded that we compartmentalize our identities, relinquish any claims of belonging and/or citizenship in our nations, and ultimately necessitate that we deny parts of ourselves that we have every right to fully realize. In addition, this has been and remains an effort to further marginalize us within indigeneity and within our families, communities, and nations. These policies in tandem also work to insinuate that Afro-Indigenous/Black Native kin and Freedmen relatives are simply “not Native enough.” They often go further and assert that we are not, nor can we ever be, Native at all. This of course is false! Black Natives exist, and we belong!

—“Degree of Indian Blood” by Amber Starks, in Beyond Blood Quantum: Refusal to Disappear

[thesilmarilliondrawn]

Olwë's Rebuke

To cross the seas to Middle Earth, Fëanor needed a fleet of ships. It would require a lot of time and effort to construct such a large fleet, even though some Noldor were skilled in that work. That's why he decided to ask the Teleri, the friends of the Noldor, and try to persuade them to join in their cause and increase their power against Morgoth. He hurried to Alqualondë and spoke with the Teleri, just like he had spoken at Tirion.

But the Teleri and their leader Olwë, were unmoved. They were saddened by the decision of their old friends and kin, and would rather dissuade them than lend aid; they would lend them no ships, nor help in construction against the will of the Valar. And as for joining armies, the Teleri longed for no other home than the beaches of Eldamar, nor for any other ruler than Olwë. Olwë had never trusted Morgoth and trusted in Ulmo and the other Valar to counter his evils.

Fëanor, enraged, fearing more delays, spoke: "So you rescind your friendship then, in the hour of our need! You were happy to receive our aid when you came to our shores empty-handed!"

But Olwë replied: "We renounce no friendship. But it can be the task of a friend to rebuke foolishness... Our skill in building ships is not of the Noldor, but given by the Lords of the Sea. Our white ships are not given by you. They mean to us what your precious jewels mean to the Noldor. The work of our hearts, the likes of which we will never see again."

The Silmarillion, chapter IX, "Of the Flight of the Noldor".